SIN
Chapter 3: Hospital and Bad News
(Meanwhile at Afflicted Patients Hospital)
"Someone really harmed that poor boy badly," Nurse Greta May said as she sat on her break sipping coffee, "and you said you found him in an alley?" she asked.
"Yes," Toilenator responded, "I was on patrol when I heard a noise," he continued, "when I found the source it was that Beetles boy," he stated, "I only realized it was rape after I walked around with him for a while as I was bringing him to the hospital to be checked by Dr. Trey," he concluded.
"You mean Michael?" Nurse Greta asked and he nodded, "poor boy," she said sadly, "his parents will go ballistic when they find out," she said shaking her head.
"I wonder what he was doing out there so late." Toilenator said.
"Who knows," Nurse Greta said with a shrug, "he's not a weak boy," she pointed out, "the doctors mentioned that he had a strong and healthy physical build for a boy his age and still maintained a rather small frame," she stated, "which also makes the doctor believe that this person who attacked him had to be a lot stronger," she added.
"I agree," Toilenator agreed, "from what I know about that boy he's no push over," he declared.
"Well he obviously met someone who finally made him one," Nurse Greta said bluntly, "in a very negative way," she said her mouth a thin unhappy line.
"Dr. Trey and Mr. Lincoln are in surgery with him right?" Toilenator asked.
"Yes along with several other experienced surgeons," Nurse Grey confirmed, "even though they're no where near as experienced as Dr. Trey and Dr. Lincoln," she added.
"Yeah and Dr. Lincoln was only here because he was spending a week at this hospital training and prepping new surgeons," he recalled, "who knew such a serious case would come to require him to actually have to do real surgery with other experienced surgeons?"
"None of us did," Nurse Greta responded, "I just hope this is the only case," she said firmly, "if you hadn't found that boy when you did," she said softly, "I'm not sure he'd be alive," she added.
"Oh," Toilenator said softly and looked down, "but he'll be okay," he said brightly, "right?" he asked anxiously.
"I don't know," Nurse Greta said honestly, "physically he should heal eventually," she told him, "but mentally and emotionally," she said, "that's what's going to take some real work," she said with a firm nod.
(Meanwhile in surgery room 34)
"Is there any rib on this boy that isn't fractured?" Dr. Trey asked incredulously as they went about trying to repair more of the boys fractured ribs.
"Nope," Dr. Lincoln responded softly as he assisted Dr. Trey, "worse yet I know this boy," he added.
"You do?" Dr. Trey whispered, "what can you tell me about him?" he asked anxiously.
"Trey," Dr. Lincoln said formally, "we really shouldn't be talking while performing surgery unless it's absolutely necessary," he admonished.
"But it is necessary," Dr. Trey complained, "I want to know how could take such a beating and be alive and more so be conscious when Toilenator found him in the alley," he told Dr. Lincoln.
"The boy's crazy about fitness and any form of hand to hand combat around," Dr. Lincoln started to explain, "I remember when Abby was eleven and when came over to spend the day he brought his own punching bag and for the first time I actually saw Abby actually spar with someone and they were ding it on my front yard," he explained, "my prized begonias went to flower heaven that day," he recalled with a sigh and Dr. Trey had to stifle a laugh.
"Well that would explain some of the damage," Dr. Trey stated, "the attacker probably had a hard time to get him immobile enough to rape him," he theorized.
"That's theory's only half right," Dr. Lincoln stated, "the attacker had to harm him to get to rape him," he agreed, "but why would an attacker be so dead set on a person they didn't know?" he asked, "and the whole peeing thing along with a lot these injuries seemed to be made to add pain and insult to injury," he added.
"That's true," Dr. Trey concurred, "poor boy," he added with the shake of his head.
(Two hours Later at Afflicted Patients Hospital's waiting area)
Mr. and Mrs. Beetles sat hugging each other in the waiting room.
"I can't believe this happened to our boy," Mrs. Beetles whispered as she hugged unto her husband, her sunglasses hiding her reddened eyes.
"He'll be alright," Mr. Beetles responded hoarsely and kissed the top of his wife's head, "he has to be," he added.
(5 a.m. at the Lincoln's residence)
Cree stumbled into the house half drunk. She was glad that their Mom was away on business and her father was at the hospital working. He had called her earlier in the morning to tell her that he had a rape victim to operate on and would only say that he knew the boy's last name was Beetles. She couldn't remember anything else, she was too drunk.
"Well, Well," a voice said coldly and Cree snarled, "back from the night on the town?"
Cree quickly calmed down.
"Hey Lizzie," Cree said and sat at the kitchen table, "I thought you were my sister," she added.
"She and Kuki are sleeping," Lizzie said dismissively, "so I see you've enjoyed yourself," she added with a grin.
"Oh shut up," Cree muttered and rubbed her temples, "I have a massive headache," she moaned, "do you know a boy named Beetles," she asked suddenly, "I mean as in last name?" she added when Lizzie gave her an incredulous look.
"Kuki's boyfriend Wallabee Beetles a.k.a. Wally?" Lizzie asked curiously and Cree looked her in shock.
Wait. I remember that BOY. He used to battle me along with my sister and those other KND brats from Sector V! Oh I'm going to love letting that perfect grinning Sanban know the news. I mean, who else could have had Dad have so staunch on not revealing a name? I mean, he usually just tells me no and hangs up. He must know the kid personally to make such a slip up! (Cree's thoughts)
"Lizzie could you do me a favour?" Cree asked, "can I tell you something and you PROMISE not to tell anyone else?" she asked despite knowing that Lizzie couldn't keep a secret.
"Okay!" Lizzie cried excitedly, "I always keep a secret," she and Cree was barely able to keep herself from rolling her eyes.
"I'm sorry to say that Wally's in the hospital," Cree said with sadness that seemed so real she could've won an Oscar of this was a movie, "but I can't tell you why," she added and pretended to look uncomfortable.
"Oh no!" Lizzie cried, "what for?" she asked and Cree shook her head, "you have to tell ME!" she screamed.
"He was raped alright!" Cree shouted pretending to be devastated, "Dad along with some other surgeons might be still operating on him," she added and allowed fake tears to well up in her eyes.
"How horrible!" Lizzie cried, "I have to tell Kuki right away!" she shouted and ran up the stairs to Abby's bedroom.
Cree finally grinned when the teenager was out of sight (Cree is now Twenty in this fic and all the recent x-KND agents like Wally and others are at least fourteen) and listened silently to the commotion upstairs.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Cree heard Kuki scream and laughed heartily at Kuki's current suffering.
Done.
Death's Soulmate: I updated on time this time. No I'm not a Cree hater. I just thought this would work best. Oh and I want to warn you that there's some slight yuri or Shoujen-ai (did I spell that right?) in this fic as well. But it won't be heavy like the slash and yaoi which will become evident by chapter 4 or five and heavy in later chapters. Review.