Ch. 5

Getting along... or not

It had been a couple weeks since JR's accident, and Babe had visited JR almost everyday since then. JR was awake, and he was doing pretty good considering. Jamie didn't understand why Babe visited JR all the time, and Babe had never told him about her promise. Adam was the only person that visited JR more then Babe.

He was there whenever he could be. He had to be reminded to leave to sleep or to take showers or eat. Babe was usually the one who got Adam to eat or leave. Even though there was still the animosity between them, an understanding was formed between them during the time when JR needed help the most. They would both take turns helping him whenever he needed it, and they would take turns talking with him.

The cops had told them that they had found the drunk driver who had hit JR. JR couldn't identify him but the trucker admitted to driving drunk, hitting JR, and then fleeing the scene. They were waiting until his court date for sentencing.

Babe was amazed JR hadn't told Babe to leave him alone. They talked, and JR even accepted Babe's help. She chalked it up to him being on so many pain killers, because as soon as they wore off he would probably try and put her in the hospital also.

He had just started physical therapy, and it was harder then anyone imagined. It put JR into a very bad mood, and it hurt him. He was exhausted coming back from physical therapy, and he would always sleep after it.

Babe had walked out of the elevator with a couple pictures of Little Adam and some flowers their son had picked for JR.

Dr. Drake came out of JR's room just as Babe turned the corner.

"Hey, Babe." Dr. Drake said, glancing at some charts in his hand.

"How is he doing today?" Babe asked.

"Better, actually. He is more awake then he has been in a while." Dr. Drake informed her.

"But there is still no feeling in his legs?" Babe asked.

"No."

Babe sighed and then walked past him to JR's room.

"Babe?" Dr. Drake called out.

"Yeah?" Babe turned in front of JR's door.

"You do know he was drunk when he was driving, don't you?"

"I guessed he was." Babe said.

"Do you know how drunk?" Dr. Drake asked.

"No, why?" Babe asked.

"He shouldn't have been able to even function at the level of alcohol that he consumed." Dr. Drake said.

Babe looked down and then back up, and then turned to walk into JR's room.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Babe asked, shutting the door and looking at JR.

"Fine. Flowers?" JR asked with attitude.

"These are from our son. He misses you." Babe placed them on the desk next to JR, "And I have some pictures of our son."

"I hope you don't think that just because I'm in this hospital bed you get to see my son more." JR said nastily.

Yeah, there is the old JR, "They must be giving you less pain killers."

"Why would you ask that?" JR questioned.

"No reason. Anyway, I didn't take them. They were taken from Winifred." Babe passed the pictures to JR who took them and flipped through them.

"It looks like your arms aren't as sore." Babe said.

"No." JR responded.

"So, where is your dad?" Babe asked.

"I don't know." JR said coldly.

Babe set her bag on the table, "Have you eaten?"

"Babe, what in the hell are you doing here? I really don't want you here." JR told her.

"I don't really care what you want. I'm here to help. And right now other then your father, I'm all you got."

"No, you're really not. I have money to pay for people who actually know what they are doing."

"Do you really want some person who doesn't know and doesn't care to know you taking care of you?" Babe wondered.

JR paused and then said, "It's not like you care about me. I bet you wish I had died in that accident."

"I am sick of people saying that. If I didn't care about you and wanted you to die, would I be here right now helping you?"

"Maybe you're waiting for your chance to kill me in the hospital and make it look like an accident." JR said.

"You are so paranoid. JR, if I really wanted you dead I could have killed you when you were so doped up you thought that you were a hula dancer in Antarctica." Babe smiled at him.

"I thought I was a hula dancer?" JR asked.

Babe giggled, "Yeah, Janessa said she could dance very well."

"I thought I was a girl hula dancer?" JR was incredulous.

"I wish they would have let me bring a video camera in here, it would have been a great video to play during family Christmas parties." Babe laughed and sat next to him.

"Well, I bet my family would enjoy it." JR smiled.

"Especially Stuart, he is always telling you to take dancing lessons." Babe pointed out.

Both Babe and JR laughed, and then Adam walked in.

"Hello JR. Babe." Adam said, walking in with a bag of food.

JR's smile disappeared from his face as though he was embarrassed being caught getting along with Babe.

"I see you brought him some actual food." Babe said, standing up.

"I figured even a strong man such as my son could only take so much of the hospital food." Adam said pulling out packages.

"So true." JR said, trying to reach for the button to sit up.

"Hold on, I'll get it." Babe said, reaching for the button.

"No! I can do it." JR growled at her, and Babe stepped back.

Adam stopped what he was doing and looked at JR trying to reach the button and the hurt look on Babe's face. He was torn between defending Babe and staying quiet.

Babe had been here almost as much as Adam, taking care of JR and making sure she could do everything she could to help him. But Adam wasn't clear on her motives so he stayed quiet.

Babe turned around and reached into her bag, pulling out some magazines and books from the Chandler mansion.

"I thought you might like these. I picked them up during my last visitation with Little A." Babe placed them in front of JR.

"Why are you doing this Babe? Is it to get more visitation with my son? Is that it? Because let me tell you right now it is not going to happen." JR told her harshly.

"No JR that is not why I am here." Babe said quietly.

"Then why are you here? Come on Babe, you can tell me. What, do you want me to leave you and Jamie alone, is that it?" JR kept pushing.

"No! I care about you, OK? And I don't like seeing the father of my son in pain because that also puts my son in pain. I wanted to make sure you were OK." Babe spilled.

"Take your pity and go somewhere else. I don't want your help and I don't want you here." JR said coldly.

Babe grabbed her bag of the table, "I'll leave right now, but I'll be back tomorrow."

"Don't bother." JR called out behind her as she opened and shut the door.

"You know that she has been here ever since the beginning, helping you." Adam said while placing food out in front of JR.

"What, are you defending her now? You're always the one telling me to not ever ease up on Babe!" JR said to him.

Adam shrugged.