Seth settled down into his desk chair and turned on his computer. Today was going to be extra busy since he hadn't worked on the comic book yesterday. From what Seth had been told from the minutes he'd been given, the business meeting had gone through good and all the kinks the company had had been worked out. His day was now going to be devoted to helping figure out what was going to happen in the next series of issues.
His cell phone rang and he pulled it from his pants pocket.
"Seth Cohen talking." He greeted the other person on the line.
"Yes. This is Dr Wesley. Ms Roberts has requested your presence at the hospital before any of the tests are taken so at this time I would ask you to come down to the Lincoln Hospital." The man said in a hurry. Seth froze. Why the hell was his girlfriend in the hospital? What kind of tests did she have to take?
"Excuse me? Are you still there?" The doctor asked, wondering why Seth hadn't replied.
"Umm yes. Summer is there? Why?"
"Sir, you will have to come here before I tell you. We don't tell people over the phone because it might effect their rationality for their driving." He explained.
"Okay I will be right there." Seth shut his phone and exited his door.
His secretary looked up at him; wondering where he was going in such a hurry. "Mr Cohen? Where are you going?"
"My girl's in the hospital." He said loudly as he was almost out of sight.
Summer was in the hospital? What happened? She was going to stay the whole day writing? She didn't have any meetings or outings planned. The last time she had gone to the doctors she was declared in perfect health so Seth didn't know what happened.
He hailed the cab and headed to Lincoln Hospital.
Seth rushed into the hospital and ran up to the information desk.
"Hi I'm Seth Cohen. I'm here for Summer Roberts." The woman at the desk looked at him and typed something into her computer and then proceeded to dial a number.
"Mr. Cohen, Ms Roberts in the trauma center right down the hall room number 46. You may go up." she responded setting down the phone.
"Ok. Thanks." He jogged down the hall going through many doors. Finally he found her room and knocked. A doctor came to the door and ushered him into the hall.
"You must be the man I talked to on the phone. I'm Summer's doctor like I told you on the phone. She's in good condition right now but I have to do some normal tests for this situation. Ms. Roberts wouldn't let me proceed until you were present so if you could follow me." He began to walk back into the small room but Seth touched his shoulder.
"Doctor what happened? I am confused. What the hell happened?" He dragged his hand through his curls and waited for the doctor to answer.
"Mr Cohen she was mugged and almost raped. Your dog fought the man off but she is
quite frightened so if you can follow me we'd really like to get these tests started so you guys can leave as soon as possible." Seth nodded and followed the man. The wanted the punch the lights out of the man that could have done such a thing to Summer. But right now he had to comfort her.
Seth walked into the cold white room and he immediately noticed Summer sitting upright on a table in the corner of the room. Her face was pale and she looked horrified. She had a huge white bandage on half of her face and he could see redness sopping through the gauze. He could see big purple bruises on her neck and left shoulder and he smiled at her.
"Hey Summer." He went over to her and hugged her and she grabbed onto him tightly sobbing. "I'm so glad you are okay." He let out a big sigh of relief.
"It's okay Summer, Everything going to be fine. The doctor just wants to take some tests and then we can leave."
She shook her head against his shoulder. "No. I don't want them too. I want to go home."
He backed up a step and she put her head up and she looked into his eyes.
"Just a couple?" Seth asked calmly, moving his hand over her forehead, moving random strands of hair out of her eyes.
"No." She broke down again and rested her head on his shoulder. Seth shrugged to the doctor and the doctor looked a little angry.
"Ms. Roberts, It's for the best to just make sure you don't have any internal damage and things like that. I'd really like for you to reconsider."
"No thanks doctor. I'd really want to go home now. Cohen can we go now? Please?"
"Okay Summer." He turned around to the doctor. " Is there any paperwork we need to fill out or something?"
"Yes, I'll get it." The doctor sighed and left.
"Are you okay Summer?" Seth asked, hugging her. "Did they hurt you?"
"I'm okay, but I just want to go home."
"We are. I'm going to take good care of you."
Summer smiled.
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They both arrived home within an hour and Seth helped Summer hobble up the stairs.
"So I'll do whatever you want. Okay? Do you want Chicken soup or something?"
"I don't have the flu Cohen." She replied sarcastically. Summer thought Seth was overreacting to what happened. " I just want to go to sleep."
"Okay. Are you sure you don't want chicken soup?"
"I'm sure. I just want to rest because the police investigators are going to come over in a couple hours and I'm really tired."
"Okay Summer. Whatever you want. So you aren't hungry?"
"Thank you for wanting to take care of me but I'm going to be fine."
"I know, I just love you so much and I'm so glad you are okay."
"Me too. I love you."
"Cheese sandwich?"
She groaned. "I'm not an invalid. If I'm hungry I can fix myself something."
"I know but I want to help out. You always make food so I thought I could help out."
"I know. Thank you." He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. She continued to huff up the stairs.
"I want an elevator!" She gave up and sat on the floor.
"Let's rest." Seth agreed.
"How much do you think an elevator would cost?" Summer asked, looking like she could break into sobs at any minute.
"Summer. A lot."
"Oh."
"Don't even think about it."
"Fine. You can carry me." She giggled.
"Not this again."
"What? You are my big strong man." She laughed.
"I thought you said I was twiggy."
"I did but that doesn't mean you aren't strong."
"Okay, Summer, Hop on." He gave up.
"YEAH!" She shrieked happily. She carefully got on his back and he started walking up the 6th floor of stairs.
"Faster!"
"Summer, no."
"Come on." Seth fastened his pace and she seemed happier then before.
"Are you 100 percent you don't want chicken soup?"
"Cohen..."
TBC
I know that she doesn't seem that stricken of terror on the stairs but when my mom got home from the trauma center she was really brave and tried to make my family laugh. Later it will seem worst for Summer. Review please!