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A/N: Sorry it took so long! I wrote this at camp and I forgot it had only been put up on my list and not here! Enjoy, the next chapter is nearly done and should be up on my list within the next week, so not long!
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Part Fourteen
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Shawn raced through the corridor, aware at the back of his mind that Lita and the others were following, but not really caring. His only thoughts were on his nephew. Devlan had been entrusted into his care and the fact that he hadn't been there was all he could think about. He had failed Devlan, he had failed his sister. Her last wish had been that he take care of her little boy. Devlan was his only living reminder of his sister.
He turned to his left, spotting the sign for the children's intensive care unit and dashed in, searching frantically for a doctor or a nurse. Seeing a woman in a white coat he quickly approached her.
"Excuse me," he said, attracting her attention. "I'm looking for Devlan Michaels. He was brought in this evening. He was..."
"Of course, the car accident." The woman looked at her notes. "You must be his legal guardian, Mr Michaels?"
Shawn nodded, refusing to look at the others, knowing that he had yet to answer any questions. They hadn't actually been asked, but he knew they were there, waiting to be answered.
"If you come this way, I'll take you to him." The woman turned and Shawn quickly fell into step beside her. "I'm Doctor Warner, I treated your nephew when he was brought in. I want to warn you, before you see him, he's hooked up to a lot of machines." Dr Warner stopped and turned her attention now to the others. "I'm afraid it's family only."
The others nodded and Lita caught Shawn's eye for a moment and he smiled grimly, silently thanking her for her support.
"If you and your wife would like to come this way, I can take you in to see Devlan."
It took Shawn a moment to understand why Lita was looking at him wide-eyed, and when it finally sunk in he realised that he really wanted her with him. Devlan was all he had and Shawn wasn't sure if he could handle seeing his nephew in whatever state he was in.
"I could really use the support," he said, reaching out his hand. Lita took a few minutes before responding. She placed her hand in his and together they followed Dr Warner into the room at the end of the corridor.
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Lita wasn't sure what she was meant to be feeling at that moment in time, but the main thing she was focusing on was that everything suddenly made sense. If Shawn had a child in his care of course he'd want to keep himself safe in order to keep his nephew. Wrestling wasn't exactly the safest occupation. And looking at this small blond boy on the bed in front of her, Lita understood exactly why Shawn would want to protect him.
The child was miniature version of Shawn, his blond curls were matted to his forehead and his small hands were resting at his side. He looked so peaceful and it broke Lita's heart to see such a lovely boy attached to so many tubes. The machines around the bed were the only things making a noise in the otherwise silent room.
She glanced at Shawn, whose grip had tightened on her hand as they entered the room. His face was completely white and he seemed frozen to the spot.
"I know what you're thinking," said Dr Warner, interrupting their thoughts, "but it isn't as bad as it looks." Shawn looked ready to disagree, loudly, but the doctor cut him off. "The machines are only a precaution. We had to do emergency surgery on his tem phonic membrane, but we've repaired the damage. He simply in the ICU until he comes round from the surgery and we can make sure that he can breathe on his own. He seems to be supporting himself well and we were hoping to remove the tubes within the hour."
"But he's okay?" Lita asked, noting that Shawn seemed too shocked to talk. She squeezed his hand reassuringly and though he didn't turn to look at her, he squeezed her hand in reply.
"He's stable and if he continues on the way he has been, then he should be perfectly fine."
Lita nodded and glanced at Shawn. He still looked shell shocked but his shoulders seemed a little less tense. He turned to look at her briefly before turning back to Dr Warner. "How's his father?"
Dr Warner seemed to stall for a moment before talking and at that moment Lita just knew what was coming. "He was in a critical condition when he reached the hospital, we managed to stabilise him get him up to ICU. However his injuries were very serious and complications arose. We did everything we could, but I'm afraid his injuries were too severe. Mr Erikson died 20 minutes ago."
"Oh God." Shawn stumbled into the seat by Devlan's bed and Lita moved with him as the grip on her hand tightened.
"I'm very sorry, Mr Michaels."
"What happened?" Shawn asked and Lita moved closer, wishing she could do something more. Tears were streaming down Shawn's face, and Lita couldn't stop hers from falling either.
"They swerved to avoid another car and ran head first into a tree."
"How's the other driver?" Lita asked.
"Mild concussion. Nothing too serious." There was a pause. "I'll leave you alone for a while." Dr Warner nodded to Lita and left the room.
There was a silence and Lita wasn't sure how long she stood there, but she didn't care. If her presence was helping in any way it didn't matter how long she waited, she knew she would be there for as long as she was needed.
"He was coming to see me." Shawn said hoarsely. Lita stayed silent, not sure what she could say. "He told me he had a surprise for me but I figured it out. He's never seen me wrestle live. I heard him make Tom promise to take him sometime."
"It's not your fault, Shawn."
"Then why does it feel like I'm losing her again?" When Lita didn't speak, Shawn realised she was confused. "This is how my sister died," he elaborated. "In a head on collision on her way to a show. To see me."
"And I'm sure that wasn't your fault either." Lita crouched down in front of him. "Shawn, you are not to blame for this. You can't control what happens to people, what they do. If they wanted to come and see you then it just shows that they love you. And that's not a bad thing."
"I lost my sister. Devlan lost his father. I can't lose anyone else. I just can't."
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End of Part 14
A/N 2: I'm not a doctor, or anything even remotely resembling one, hence Loriel had to go all ER on my ass and re-write the whole speech! Thank you, Lori! *mwah*
A/N: Sorry it took so long! I wrote this at camp and I forgot it had only been put up on my list and not here! Enjoy, the next chapter is nearly done and should be up on my list within the next week, so not long!
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Part Fourteen
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Shawn raced through the corridor, aware at the back of his mind that Lita and the others were following, but not really caring. His only thoughts were on his nephew. Devlan had been entrusted into his care and the fact that he hadn't been there was all he could think about. He had failed Devlan, he had failed his sister. Her last wish had been that he take care of her little boy. Devlan was his only living reminder of his sister.
He turned to his left, spotting the sign for the children's intensive care unit and dashed in, searching frantically for a doctor or a nurse. Seeing a woman in a white coat he quickly approached her.
"Excuse me," he said, attracting her attention. "I'm looking for Devlan Michaels. He was brought in this evening. He was..."
"Of course, the car accident." The woman looked at her notes. "You must be his legal guardian, Mr Michaels?"
Shawn nodded, refusing to look at the others, knowing that he had yet to answer any questions. They hadn't actually been asked, but he knew they were there, waiting to be answered.
"If you come this way, I'll take you to him." The woman turned and Shawn quickly fell into step beside her. "I'm Doctor Warner, I treated your nephew when he was brought in. I want to warn you, before you see him, he's hooked up to a lot of machines." Dr Warner stopped and turned her attention now to the others. "I'm afraid it's family only."
The others nodded and Lita caught Shawn's eye for a moment and he smiled grimly, silently thanking her for her support.
"If you and your wife would like to come this way, I can take you in to see Devlan."
It took Shawn a moment to understand why Lita was looking at him wide-eyed, and when it finally sunk in he realised that he really wanted her with him. Devlan was all he had and Shawn wasn't sure if he could handle seeing his nephew in whatever state he was in.
"I could really use the support," he said, reaching out his hand. Lita took a few minutes before responding. She placed her hand in his and together they followed Dr Warner into the room at the end of the corridor.
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Lita wasn't sure what she was meant to be feeling at that moment in time, but the main thing she was focusing on was that everything suddenly made sense. If Shawn had a child in his care of course he'd want to keep himself safe in order to keep his nephew. Wrestling wasn't exactly the safest occupation. And looking at this small blond boy on the bed in front of her, Lita understood exactly why Shawn would want to protect him.
The child was miniature version of Shawn, his blond curls were matted to his forehead and his small hands were resting at his side. He looked so peaceful and it broke Lita's heart to see such a lovely boy attached to so many tubes. The machines around the bed were the only things making a noise in the otherwise silent room.
She glanced at Shawn, whose grip had tightened on her hand as they entered the room. His face was completely white and he seemed frozen to the spot.
"I know what you're thinking," said Dr Warner, interrupting their thoughts, "but it isn't as bad as it looks." Shawn looked ready to disagree, loudly, but the doctor cut him off. "The machines are only a precaution. We had to do emergency surgery on his tem phonic membrane, but we've repaired the damage. He simply in the ICU until he comes round from the surgery and we can make sure that he can breathe on his own. He seems to be supporting himself well and we were hoping to remove the tubes within the hour."
"But he's okay?" Lita asked, noting that Shawn seemed too shocked to talk. She squeezed his hand reassuringly and though he didn't turn to look at her, he squeezed her hand in reply.
"He's stable and if he continues on the way he has been, then he should be perfectly fine."
Lita nodded and glanced at Shawn. He still looked shell shocked but his shoulders seemed a little less tense. He turned to look at her briefly before turning back to Dr Warner. "How's his father?"
Dr Warner seemed to stall for a moment before talking and at that moment Lita just knew what was coming. "He was in a critical condition when he reached the hospital, we managed to stabilise him get him up to ICU. However his injuries were very serious and complications arose. We did everything we could, but I'm afraid his injuries were too severe. Mr Erikson died 20 minutes ago."
"Oh God." Shawn stumbled into the seat by Devlan's bed and Lita moved with him as the grip on her hand tightened.
"I'm very sorry, Mr Michaels."
"What happened?" Shawn asked and Lita moved closer, wishing she could do something more. Tears were streaming down Shawn's face, and Lita couldn't stop hers from falling either.
"They swerved to avoid another car and ran head first into a tree."
"How's the other driver?" Lita asked.
"Mild concussion. Nothing too serious." There was a pause. "I'll leave you alone for a while." Dr Warner nodded to Lita and left the room.
There was a silence and Lita wasn't sure how long she stood there, but she didn't care. If her presence was helping in any way it didn't matter how long she waited, she knew she would be there for as long as she was needed.
"He was coming to see me." Shawn said hoarsely. Lita stayed silent, not sure what she could say. "He told me he had a surprise for me but I figured it out. He's never seen me wrestle live. I heard him make Tom promise to take him sometime."
"It's not your fault, Shawn."
"Then why does it feel like I'm losing her again?" When Lita didn't speak, Shawn realised she was confused. "This is how my sister died," he elaborated. "In a head on collision on her way to a show. To see me."
"And I'm sure that wasn't your fault either." Lita crouched down in front of him. "Shawn, you are not to blame for this. You can't control what happens to people, what they do. If they wanted to come and see you then it just shows that they love you. And that's not a bad thing."
"I lost my sister. Devlan lost his father. I can't lose anyone else. I just can't."
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End of Part 14
A/N 2: I'm not a doctor, or anything even remotely resembling one, hence Loriel had to go all ER on my ass and re-write the whole speech! Thank you, Lori! *mwah*