Title: A Not So Simple Life
Author: Chickiee-Dee
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias or its characters.
Summary: Sequel to The Simple Life. AU. No SD-6 or CIA. Sydney and Vaughn are married. S/V. E/A.
Authors Notes: Thanks for all the reviews. I wrote this while I was away (I tell you what, 3 hrs on a bus and 5 hrs on a train would make anyone go crazy AND THAT'S JUST TO GET THERE!!!). I haven't had time to check reviews, but any and all feed back is appreciated :D, I'll try and respond to everyone next chapter. Luv you all and enjoy :D
Chapter 10
Sydney reclaimed her place next to Michael's head shortly after entering the room. "Is the baby ok Sydney?" Bridgette asked carefully after a few minutes.
"Yeah, see for yourself," she showed them the one of the black and white photographs. Identical smiles crept across William and Bridgette's faces as they looked at their grandchild. Sydney picked up Michael's hand, careful not to disturb the IV line that was attached there, and lay it over the bump in her stomach. The trio sat in silence for several hours until William and Bridgette left. Once she was alone with him, Sydney began to plead Michael, "Come on sweetie, you have to wake up, if not for me, then for our children. Come on baby, you can wake up now." She used her free hand to wipe away the tears that had begun to fall. Syd fell asleep late that night, her hands resting over her stomach, holding Michael's there, so he could feel the baby kick.
When Sydney woke up the next morning, a nurse was bustling around the room, checking Michael's blood pressure and heart rate, then recording them on the chart that hung at the end of the bed. she noticed Syd wake up and looked over to where Michael's hand was still comfortably resting on Syd's stomach. "Good morning Mrs Vaughn."
"Morning. Hows he doing?"
"Blood pressure and heart rate are normal."
"When will he wake up?"
"I'm not a doctor, I can't tell you that." Sydney shifted in the chair, carefully placing Michael's hand back on the bed so she could rub her back. "Are you ok Mrs Vaughn?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine, the baby's kicking."
"When are you due?"
"May," Syd replied, "Hopefully Michael will be better by then."
"Is it your first?"
"No, our daughter is turning two in May."
"How lovely. If you'll excuse me, I have other patients to see, would you like me to get something for you to eat?"
"Yes please, anything would be fine."
"I'll have it sent in."
"Thank you." The nurse left, once again leaving Sydney alone with Michael.
Sydney was alone with Michael all day. She received a message from William and Bridgette telling her that they would visit again the next day. The doctor came in sometime around noon to check on Michael. When he came into the cold room, Sydney had Michael's hand in her own and was using her free hand to rub his forehead. She was speaking to him softly in french, until Doctor Jenkins cleared his throat to announce his presence. Sydney looked up quickly and noticed him standing there, "Hello Doctor."
"Good afternoon Mrs Vaughn, how are you today?"
"I'm fine."
"Hows he doing? Have you noticed any change?"
"No, but I'm not a doctor."
"Well, give me a minute to look at him." Sydney stood up, laying Michael's hand on the bed gently, before stepping back to allow the doctor room. After several minutes he spoke, "Well, there are no signs of infection. I'll have him taken for X-Rays in a couple of days so we can check how his bones are healing."
"When will he wake up?"
"Best case, in the next day or so."
"Whats the worst case?" Sydney asked, her voice shaking.
"Never." Her jaw dropped in horror and tears began to flow freely down her cheeks,
"Are you saying that he might never wake up?"
"Its possible."
"No, he has to wake up. We're having a baby in four months. I can't raise two children alone. He has to wake up." She fell back into the chair and began to cry uncontrollably. "Mrs Vaughn, you need to calm down."
"I need to calm down," she yelled, "You just told me that my husband might never wake up and you're telling me to calm down!"
"Yes, I'm telling you that you need to calm down, my concern isn't just for your husband, it is for you and your unborn child. If you don't calm yourself, you may lose your baby." Sydney's eyes grew wide,
"I could lose the baby?"
"Its possible," Sydney managed to compose herself slightly and the doctor left the room. Syd spent the rest of the afternoon in silence, just listening to the steady beep of the heart rate monitor. The nurse was kind enough to bring her something to eat. Sydney thanked her and managed to force down half of what she was bought, more for the baby than herself. She fell asleep late that night, Michael's hand held carefully between her own.
Jack and Laura came in the next day, to see how Michael was and to make sure that Sydney was ok. "Hey sweetie" Laura said softly, as she came into the room.
"Mum, Dad, what are you doing here?"
"We wanted to see how you two were," Jack said.
"I'm fine."
"What about Michael?" Laura asked.
"Doctors don't know much, he had surgery a couple of days ago, but they're not promising anything."
"Why did he need surgery?"
"He had a tear in his lung, they didn't notice it before, and he flat lined, so they took him to surgery to repair it."
"Is he ok?"
"They won't say. I'm told best case he'll wake up in a couple of days or worst case, never." Jack and Laura looked horrified and watched as Sydney wiped the tears from her eyes. Laura grabbed Sydney in a big hug and spoke softly to her daughter, :It'll be ok sweetie, we have to stay positive." Sydney nodded on her shoulder. After a few minutes she lifted her head up to reveal wet patches on Laura's shirt, "Sorry."
"Sweetie, you don't have to apologise." Syd nodded and took her seat once again. Jack and Laura left at lunchtime after they made sure Sydney ate what the nurse bought in for her.
Later that afternoon, Sydney was dozing when she felt Michael's fingers wiggle in her hand. she jerked awake immediately and looked over at her husbands face, and down at his left hand. His fingers were indeed moving. After a few seconds his eyes opened and he began to check choke on the tubes that were down his throat. He attempted to lift his hand to remove them, but Sydney held it down gently. "No sweetie, leave it, I'm gonna get a doctor to take it out." Michael relaxed his hand, but continued to choke, so Sydney bolted to her feet and took off out the door. She came back almost immediately, Dr Jenkins in tow, and quickly reclaimed her seat and his hand. "Mr Vaughn, I'll remove the tube for you now. As I remove it, it may cause you to cough, and that may be slightly painful, but I can't do anything about that. Ok?" Michael nodded, just wanting him to take the tube out, so he could breathe. Once it was out, as predicted, Michael began to cough. Sydney and Dr Jenkins sat him up in an effort to ease the pain and after a few minutes, his coughing ceased and they lay him back down, slipping an oxygen mask on. "Mr Vaughn, are you in much pain?" Michael nodded in response. "Ok, I'm going to turn up your pain medication, it'll make you a little drowsy." Michael nodded again. Dr Jenkins adjusted the dosage on the IV and left the room. Sydney looked over at her husband, "I love you baby, you had us all so worried." Michael lifted the mask away,
"I love you Syd," he replied in a crackly voice before his eyes fluttered shut.
A/N: What did you think? It was a bit shorter than some of my other chapters (sorry) anyway review and tell me what you thought. Until next time…LOL Alyce :D