Fate is a force to reckon with…
Sorry to take so long, lol. I know it's been a bit. Yo, if you are liking or loveing as I am, this story and the character of Storm, go to and check out the story of Storm written by Tempest. It's a great piece of work and one of my faves and if you like this one, you'll love that one! Take care to all and hope the new year is goin off to a good start for you all! CHEER
"Storm, are you okay?" Storm's mom walked in, tears running down her face. Storm got up and hugged her, knowing why she was likely crying.
"Are you okay?" Storm kissed her mom on both cheeks and took a long look at her, realizing she had missed her more than she had before.
"I'm fine. I just need to talk with your dad and settle some things. I'm so proud of you." Her mother smiled, taking in Storm's ghastly white appearance. "You need some sleep." She scolded, lightly, making Storm roll her eyes.
"I will. I got to take care a few more things yet." Storm looked from her mom to her dad, noting the tension was already thick.
"Storm! We need you upstairs!" Matty came dashing in, his cheeks flushed, as he had been looking around for her.
"Gotta go, Pops, Mom. I'll be upstairs." She said, not wasting any time.
"It's Stacey, not Tabitha." Matty said as they rode on the elevator.
"I'll kill the bitch if she was left alone wit her." Storm's heavy accent was coming out in her threat, making Matty laugh at her. She saw the doctor coming out of the room and almost tackled him.
"There you are. I was expecting you to be here soon." The doctor smiled, making Storm want to laugh. He led her in Stacey's room. "She had a small setback. We do know she's paralysed, but not to the full extent. She started to drop in her vitals and the amount of stuff she was given is still a threat. She almost crashed on us. I need to know if you can keep her awake and talking for the next twenty-four hours." The doctor asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow.
"Someone else can, not my sister. She needs to get some rest." Matty objected, earning a dirty look from his own flesh and blood.
"I don't mind as long as she's awake but it was your sister here who asked me to only inform her of Stacey's progress and it's your sister whom Stacey seems to respond best to. She's been through a lot and I want to make sure she doesn't slip into a coma. The threat is very real and she is very close to slipping back so I'll let your sister make that call." The doctor looked at Storm, who seemed to already have her answer.
"I'm fine and I can keep her up for 24 hours. The kid is so hyper she's likely to be the one keepin me up." Storm laughed, looking at Stacy he, her smile somewhat disappearing. She didn't look very awake and she had tuned paler than before, which for Stacey, who was whiter than the typical white girl, that was pretty scary. She also noticed how skinny she was now and how she looked just pure sickly. Storm felt her heart ache and all the week's events catch up to her.
"I don't care if you think someone else can do the job, I just thought you seem to be so interested in her care and it was you who saved her life." The doctor said, not liking the deathly looks he was getting from the guy, Matty, in his long black leather trench coat.
"No, it's fine. I appreciate it. Thank you." Storm waved off his concern, pulling up a chair to Stacey's bed. Matty grabbed her arm in anger and dragged her outside of the room.
"HAVE YOU FUCKING LOST YOUR MIND?" He asked with a frown, almost stunning Storm as though she had been slapped in the face.
"Get off it, Matty." Storm warned, backing up into the corner, not wanting to hurt him. The lack of sleep and the pain was enough for her to do some serious damage and she didn't trust herself, nor did she want to hurt her brother.
"Storm! Please. Get some sleep, and then talk to her. Please." Matty begged, the desperation in his voice oddly making her smile. He really and truly cared for her and it was nice to be loved, though it wasn't said in so many words. "It's not funny, Stormianna." He pointed at her sternly, then, not able to keep from laughing or keeping a straight face, he grinned back at her.
"You never could yell at me, Matty." She stuck out her tongue at him, making him laugh and roll his eyes.
"Too bad dad is busy with mom." He admitted, as though their dad could make her listen. Then he turned serious at the statement he had just made. The fact the both of them, the whole family, was here in the hospital scared Storm shitless, she knew it made them all vulnerable but then it also made her happy, with high hopes trailing behind the happiness. "Storm, I hate to ask, your ass being almost delirious and all, but do you think they might get back together?" Matty asked, his eyes locked on the floor.
"I don't know. Who knows how Pops will be to her." Storm answered honestly, one of her better traits. Being honest was something a lot of people couldn't do and the fact it came so easily to her was something she was happy about.
"You think it's okay if I see Tabitha? Since it seems I'm really her brother?" He asked, making Storm nod.
"Yeah, I think it would be a good thing." She asserted as she took a deep breath and fought the urge to yawn.
"So, since I'm in there, why don't you try to get some sleep?" Matty asked, trying once more to get his sister to take a break, even if only a small one.
"MATTY! Stop, please." Storm threw up her hands in frustration, pissed that now Taylor was coming towards her, no doubt to double team with Matty to make her rest or whatever it was they wanted her to do.
"Hey guys. Storm, you look like shit." Taylor said, as usual not choosing his words so wisely.
"Thanks. Reminds me, this is for you." She hauled off and punched him in his arm, making him look at her in shock.
"WHAT the fuck what that for?" he asked, rubbing the arm.
"You told my pops I looked like shit and called him here. You lucky I got bigger things on my agenda right now." Storm growled, her shaking her head, almost spitting at him.
"Someone had to tell him the truth and I am bonded to him by contract so he is my boss, ya know." Taylor rubbed his head, trying to find something to change the subject.
"Well, then, when he leaves and I'm sure he will soon, you betta head on out with him. I gotta get in there." Strom sighed, irritated and torn at the same time. She loved how Taylor stared at her, how he looked, she loved him deep in her heart, yet he couldn't ever act just like a normal man. It was always business and never taking her seriously and with her it wasn't going to fly like that. If only he could change, she mentally thought, her hand on the door as she headed in to see her sister and Stacey. Stacey was awake, though crying.
"Aw, Girl, what's wrong?" Storm asked, sitting on the chair she had pulled up earlier.
"Nothin." Stacey lied and Storm could see through her automatically.
"Come on, tell me or I'll have to kick your ass and it might hurt." Storm warned, not a smile to her face, making Stacey laugh as more tears spilled down her sunken in cheeks.
"It's just … My best friend is over there in a coma, you look like you feel awful, My brother's fiancé tried to kill me, and I can't walk. IS that enough?" Stacey sighed, looking exhausted just from her thoughts.
"Ok, yeah, I can give you that it is." Storm was quiet for a minute. "But, You were in a coma too, and you are awake and talking to me, right?" Storm asked, raiding an eyebrow, making Stacey nod. "And me, you should know by now, that I'm fine and always am. You can't argue with that , right?" She asked, laughing at Stacey look at her like she was lying.
'I guess. I just don't think you are superwoman. I mean, I do..' Stacey said, realizing her words had come out wrong.
"Yeah, you betta tread lightly, Blondie." Storm laughed, ruffling her hair, making Stacey apologize. "And Mia, we'll handle her. I got a plan but I am waiting until the doctor tells me you are feeling much better, not just a little better. And you will walk again. I'll have the best doctors in the world at your side and I know you well enough that you won't give up cause I know you have to have things your way and being paralyzed isn't exactly your idea of a good thing. AM I right?" Storm asked, now letting Stacey process her words.
'I guess…" She trailed off.
"Nope, not acceptable. I want a yes, Storm. You are right, I will work my ass off and things will be okay." Storm grinned.
'You want an awful lot, don't you"" Stacey grumbled, trying to frown.
"Yeah. But at least I can admit it, right?" She asked, yawning for the hundredth time in the last two minutes.
"That's true. You should get some sleep." Stacey said, making Storm look at her.
"Level with me here. Do I look that much like shit that everyone feels the need to tell me that?' She asked, staring down her friend, though in a non threatening way.
"No, we all just love you and if something was to happen to you, we couldn't deal." Stacey smiled, not able to find strength to giggle.
"So, you having any pain?" Storm asked, leaning back, seeing Stacey's eyes tear up again.
" A little. They won't give me any pain medicine." Stacey tried to move, getting frustrated and then grimaced in pain at the little movement she did mange.
"Yeah, it's not good for you anyways." Storm said, not wanting to tell her how long she was going to have to stay awake. The knowledge would just make it that more unbearable.
"Knock, knock." Brian knocked on the door, making Stacey jump. Storm again felt bad that even in her own hospital room she had to be scared and worried.
"hey. Just the person we wanted to see." Storm said dryly, though trying to not be offensive with her tone.
"Stacey, how ya feeling?" Brian asked, sitting on the other side.
"Ok, I guess." She mumbled, not looking him in the eyes. She felt to bad for him. Brian looked a little confused as to her odd behaviour.
"Storm, can we talk? I'm getting ready to take off for the night." Benny rapped on the door, at the worst possible time, she scowled as her the thought crossed her mind.
"Yeah, I'm comin. Go easy, Brian." She said, getting up. She stood at the door frame, listing to him as her father talked. It was another one of her traits, the multitasking.
"Stacey, I know you think it was Mia who did this…" Brian started, looking for words.
"Brian, she did it, she really did. I want to prove it to you but I want to be wrong, too." Stacey said, turning her head and looking away.
"She wouldn't do that, Stacey. There's no way." Brian tired to make his sister look at him, desperate to change her mind, not wanting to believe her.
"Brian, I know how much you love her, that's why I'm not gonna be hurt that you're choosing her side over me." Stacey sighed, breathing fast, her anxiety getting the best of her.
"Stacey, calm down." Brian frowned, almost yelling in fear of her getting herself to worked up.
"First you disclaim what she saw and now you are yelling at her for something she can't help? Get out of here if you can't do nothing but upset her." Storm ordered, coming back in, angrier than when she had left.
"I'm not trying to upset her and I'm not leaving. I'm her brother." Brian locked gazes with Storm.
"Well, if she was my sister and I claim her as one, then I would be trying to digest the things she has tried to tell you." Storm shot back. The nurse came in, frowning.
"You two take it outside and settle it." She said, taking Stacey's blood pressure as she made her request.
"We will do so. Stacey, I'll be right back." Storm said, glaring at Brian as she talked.
"I'm not saying I don't believe her…." Brian was interrupted. Taylor and Matty, who had been keeping vigil outside the room for Storm's sake looked at the two, then Brian, as if to question if he needed to be shit down to leave her alone.
"Better let her handle it, I guess." Matty said, keeping a watchful eye on the two.
"I will till she falls over, then I'm taking over." Taylor grinned, making Matty laugh too.
"You're not saying you don't believe her but what, Brian? You just said and I do so quote, it couldn't be Mia. What the hell you call that?" Storm asked, her voice raising somewhat.
"I'm just saying. Look, I'm her brother." He said, and ewes again interrupted.
"Then fucking act like it." Storm snapped, shaking her head, tired of his dodging the actual issue.
"I do, thank you. You come in here and think you have all the answers and can tell me how to handle things with my sister and it's not like that." Brian's eyes flashed with anger, making Taylor get up from the chair he was sitting in. Matty grabbed his arm, shaking his head no, not yet.
"Did you tell Mia that she was awake?" storm asked, her eyes on him, glaring as though all her hate was on him.
"NO. I dint'." Brian said, not looking her in the eyes.
'You did. You fucking did, you son of a bitch." Storm accused, puling out her gun. Matty and Taylor both jumped up at that. Brian held his hand s up, looking shocked.
"I didn't." he said, looking at her as if she was nuts.
"Storm, what ya doin? This is a hospital. They have cameras and police." Taylor reminded her.
"Really? Thanks for the info. Like I didn't know. He's the one willing to let his fiancé kill his sister.' Storm said, clicking back the hammer, ready to fire.
"Let's all just calm down…" Brian suggested, making Storm laugh, which scared him all the more.
"Calm down? Brian, Stacey is laying in there, her own hospital room and is scared someone is gonna try to kill her. AGAIN. And yet you want me to calm down when it's your fiancé, you who happens to be her brother and you don't even have the balls to believe her? And I'm the one who needs to calm down? You are twisted." Storm said, through gritted teeth.
"Put the gun down, please." Brian begged, swallowing, not trusting her for obvious reasons other than the lack of sleep.
"So, tell me, Brian. You willing to let Mia go in there alone with your sister? How much do you trust her?" Storm asked, hoping for his sake he answered truthfully. Matty shot her a look, only one they could understand by them being so close to say he was onto her idea.
"Yeah, I am. I'm almost positive she wouldn't hurt her. She's the one who took her in and yeah, Storm, I'm sure." Brian nodded. Matty slipped past Brian unnoticed and went into the room occupied by his sister and Stacey. Stacey sat up, looking at him, wide eyed.
"Hey, how ya doin? I'm Matty, Storm's brother." he held out his hand, making Stacey nod and seem to settle back down. He sat beside her, looking at her and how scared she was. She was easy enough to read, he thought. He could see why his sisters had taken to her so much.
"Nice to meet you. I heard lots bout ya." Stacey smiled, relaxing.
"So, I just wanted to tell you I'm going to be hiding in the closer if any one comes in here and I want you to know I won't let anything happen to you, okay?" He asked, running his fingers over his lips and nodding.
"Why you say that? Is Mia gonna come in here?" She asked, though, calm.
"Maybe. But I'm here and things will all be fine." Matty soothed as only sweet Matty could. Stacey yawned, her eyes getting heavy. He called his sister on her cell. "It's a go, Storm. I'm in here and I'm hiding in case she tries anything." He said, his voice low.
"Kay, thanks. I know I can always count on you, dear brother." She smiled, hanging up, gun still in hand, Brian still a hostage of some sorts. "Ok, you win. We'll do it your way. If she does anything, kills your sister, it's on your hands, not mine. You walk her in there and you find some reason to leave. Let's just see who is right." Storm challenged, making Brian relax as she put up the gun, hidden again by her long coat that was her trademark, much like Matty's.
"Thank you. I just want a chance to prove…."Brian started. Storm held up her hands, interrupting him yet again.
'Save it til it's over, ok?" She asked, getting more than cranky at this point.
"Hey Storm! How ya feeling, Baby?" Vince asked, the Toretto crew waiting in a downstairs waiting area. He hugged her and then handed her a Pepsi.
"Aw, how sweet. Thanks." She kissed him on the lips, the whole crew watching and loving their reactions. She watched Mia out of the corner of her eye as she got ready to tell them Stacey was going to be okay.
"Your welcome. How you feeling?" Vince asked, looking her up and down.
"M'eh. I'm ok. Good news, guys. Stacey's gonna be okay." She said, noticing Mia get up and walk to Brian.
"Can we see her? Is she awake?" She asked, rather normally and as though she was truly happy. Brian looked at Storm and then smiled at her.
"I don't know about awake but Brian can take you to see her. Only two at a time." Strom nodded, trying to relax her stiffened, defensive body. It was just normal for her to be on stiff mode when her or her family was threatened. She sat down on Vince's lap and tired to pay attention to the talk of the group, her heart not in it.
"You sure you're okay? Your hands are like ice." Vince said, concerned as he stared into her eyes.
"Yeah, I'm good. Let's go for a walk." She said, after getting up and pulled him up with her. He grinned somewhat boyishly and followed, waving to the group.
"Look at that, Ol' coyote got himself a girlfriend." Leon teased, making them all laugh.
"Talk to me, I know something's bothering you." Vince put his arm around her as they walked down one of the hospital's many long halls.
"I need you to find a reason to go get Brian and to leave Mia alone with Stacey." Storm sighed, not wanting to go in there to disrupt Mia in case she tired to do something.
"Now?" He asked, and she nodded, downing her Pepsi. It was the best thing, the only thing she had put in her mouth the whole day. "Ok, I'm on it." He kissed her and left, not knowing what else to say.
"Thanks." She said softly, sitting in a chair to rest her aching and hurting body.
"Hey Brian, the nurse needs you, man. Some paperwork stuff. I tried to tell her you were visiting…" Vince said, sticking his head in the door.
"Okay. I'll be back. I forgot to fill out the admission forms. If she wakes up, tell her I'm gonna be back as soon as I can." Brian kissed Mia, his stomach in knots. She nodded and smiled. His phone rang as he walked out the door. "Hello." He answered, not getting a reply. He shrugged and looked at Vince.
"What time is it?" Stacey asked in a whisper, her eyes opening and looking around. She could feel her heart beating in her throat and her head.
"Oh, you're awake." Mia jumped, covering her mouth in shear shock. She hid the needle of drugs she had just pulled out behind her back.
"Why did you try to kill me?" Stacey asked, her eyes wide and brimming with tears.
"Oh, poor Stacey. If you only knew how right Carter was." Mia stroked her hair, making Satacey pull away.
"What do you mean? You're scaring me." Stacey coughed, trying to be calm to let it all play out.
"I mean, he said you would take Brian from me and that's what you did. Tell me, Stacey? Did you mean to ruin our relationship?" Mia asked, looking fakely sincere.
"No, I didn't." Stacey shook her head as Mia played with the plastic IV line.
"I think you did. Carter knew all along how you were going to play miss innocent and always get your way." Mia held up the needle, squirting air out of it.
"No, Mia, you'll kill me. Don' t please." Stacey begged, really starting to panic.
"That's enough. Put the needle down." Matty stepped out of the closet and Stacey jerked the IV port away from Mia. Her back turned to Matty, she smiled at Stacey. Then she turned around to face him with a gun she had pulled out.
"Didn't think I would be armed?" She asked, pushing the medicine in the IV.
"Put the gun down and we cant talk about this." Matty held up his hands, inching towards her.
"There is no talking. She dies and she dies today." Mia said, looking at Stacey who was looking at her in shock and underneath the blanket bending the plastic line to make it stop flowing. "So do you. Then no one will have to know. I will be all cleared." Mia shook her head, her eyes on Matty.
"You are a little extreme." Matty took a deep breath, it not being the first time he was held at gun point. He held his gun aimed at her head steady, not yet ready to shoot her.
"You're the first to think it. I'm always the good person, nice Mia. No one ever really thinks if I get put off or looked over and ignored." Mia ranted calmly.
"We can change that. Just give me the gun." Matty said, inching even closer to her. She fired at Matty's hand holding the gun and then at Stacey point blank, then turned back to Matty and fired at him six times, each of the bullets that managed to hit him making his body jerk. Storm and Taylor walked in just in time to see her take the fifth and sixth shot. Mia then turned the gun on herself and fired it.
"Hell no. you little bitch." Storm drew her gun, not able to fire, her emotions getting to her as she watched blood fall on the floor. 'Get a grip.' She told her self once Mia had fallen and she had ran to Matty's body where he lay unconscious. Stacey's heart monitor went off and the room was rushed by a storm of doctor's, nurses, and other people.
"Storm…" Matty gasped as he lay on the floor in her arms, his blood covering her.
"What Matty? Talk to me. You can't leave me. You can't. I won' t let you." Storm rocked him, holding him close as he looked at her.
"She gave Stacey something else and I'm…" Matty coughed, looking like he was tired. " I'm sorry I let her down. I told her I would …" He stopped.
"Matty! Talk to us!" Taylor slapped his face as Matty opened his eyes.
"Matty, there wasn't anything you coulda done." Storm shook her head, as he looked at her with big, dark eyes.
"Matty! Open your eyes!" Taylor yelled, getting no response as the doctors put him on a bed and began to work on him.
"Miss, we need you out of here. Like now." A nurse touched Storm and pulled her towards the door.
"That's my brother! Get your damn hands off me, bitch." Storm pushed her away and made a dash at Matty.
"What he hell happened?' Dominic asked, pushing his way in, though being ordered to get out. "DID you kill her?" HE looked at Storm and Taylor.
"She shot herself." Taylor grimaced, hating to be in his shoes.
"Everyone out!" A police officer aiding the nurses and doctors ordered, his gun drawn as he separated the two.
"She didn't shoot herself, it was a damned setup!" Letty yelled, her mind on overdrive trying to deal with it all.
"You didn't see her, now did you?" A blood covered Storm asked, literally snarling. She stared at the door, not even an urge to knock Letty out as she normally would have had before. Taylor wrapped his arms around her and though she fought, he didn't let go.
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"Brian O'Conner?' A doctor in surgical scrubs asked in the wearing groom quietly. Storm looked up, her eyes puffy and red. She got up and followed him. It was now four hours later and no word had been given on any of the three that had been shot.
"I think I can handle this." Brian coughed, not wanting to set Storm off.
"Like hell you are going back without me." Storm growled.
"Have a seat." The doctor sighed, looking rather grim.
"Is she okay?" Brian asked, not wanting to make small talk.
"She's got very little chance of making it, she's brain dead and comatose and we had to put her on a respirator." the doctor said, laying it all on the table at once.
"But she'll wake up, right?" Storm asked, getting up, feeling like she couldn't breathe.
"She might. Brain dead people rarely do wake up and even then we expect her to be a vegetable. The drugs injected in her system has made her heart very weak and I'm afraid 63 of it is damaged and the damage is irreparable." The doctor sighed as tears streamed down Storm's face and Brian's as well.
"What are you saying?" Brian asked. Knowing he was going towards something.
"You have two options. One, is to hope for a heart transplant. And even with that, she may still be a vegetable. The other is to turn of the machines." The doctor said, making Storm collapse.
"I'm fine." She grumbled as Taylor, Vince and a few other people rushed to her aide. "Get offa me." She yelled, shaking her head as Brian stared straight ahead, in shock.
"So, you think her chance is little to none?" Brian asked, making Storm lunge for him.
"You WILL NOT take her off those machines. I will fight you with every god damned penny I have, every ounce of any pull my family or I have, I will fight you, Brian. It's your fiancé's fault she's here and you shoulda listened!" Storm screamed, being held back by Taylor. She repeatedly lunged for him.
"I didn't say I was and you can do what you want, you think you can run the world." Brian yelled back, loosing his composure as tears streamed down his face. His face then crumpled and he sat on the sofa of the condolence room, sobbing.
"I obviously can't run the word cause if I could, psychotic assed bitches wouldn't be taking cheap ass shots at the people I love.' Storm grabbed for her gun, or where it woulda been.
"Stormianna." Benny walked in, cradling his daughter in his arms.
"Daddy, he's shot and they won't tell me what's wrong with Matty and they say Stacey is brain dead. Brian wants to take her off the machine. Please. Please, make it all go away." She begged, crying uncontrollably, the last days getting to her and her sanity feeling like it was long gone.
"Demaret?" The doctor called at that moment and Storm was like a wild cat escaping capture.
"That's my son." Benny said, his arms around his daughter.
"Well, we have him on the operating table. He's going to be fine after some physical therapy and some healing. He's very lucky. One of the bullets barley missed his lung and his kidney. Another did puncture his spleen but we managed to stop the bleeding. We'll be keeping him in ICU and we'll keep him heavily medicated so be prepared if he seems to be out of the knowledge for a while." the doctor said, looking at Benny.
"Can I see him, please?" Storm asked, her thoughts hopeful.
"Only for fifteen minutes at a time and one person at a time." The doctor said, with a nod. Storm took off for the ICU unit and didn't't look back.
"Hey." Matty smiled, his arm in a sling above his head.
"You look rough." Storm tried to be light-hearted as she looked at her still somewhat smiling brother.
"Yeah, I don't feel so good. I don't see how you keep goin Storm Girl." Matty admitted.
"I don't either. But all I'm concerned with right now is you." Storm gently hugged him, playing with his hair on his forehead.
"I let her down, Storm." Matty said, his face looking more sad than she had seen in a long time.
"No, you did what you could and if anyone could have done anything, It would be and I shoudla been there." Storm corrected him, gently scolding him for being too hard on himself.
There ya go Princess! Run wit it and get on it, lol. I leave it to you now and I know you're loving me for that, LMAO!