Chapter nine
A/N: Sorry for the long wait, but I had a mission trip to go on. Those always make you feel so good (albeit tired). Everyone's always surprised at how fast I wrap up my stories. Here we are at the last chapter already…wow. This story went really fast. Oh well, you'll all just have to wait for the second story now. I have to give it a title and kind of come up with a plot. Last time I have to say this-the Parrs belong to Disney and everyone else belongs to me (oh, and Rick Dicker belongs to Disney as well).
Duke and I had gotten changed and had brought Violet's family and Dr. Demmer to the emergency room in record speed. We arrived just as two gurneys were wheeled in. They turned off and went down different hallways, Max to one and Violet to the other.
"Violet! No-Violet…!" Max was screaming, trying to reach his hand out to the other gurney as he was wheeled down a separate hallway.
We all turned and looked at the other gurney. Violet was still in her supersuit, although it no longer resembled her suit; Sundew's slime had eaten away a lot of it. Violet herself didn't look all that great. She had small cuts on her face and arms, along with some large wounds that could only have been made by Sundew.
Then, the gurney sped out of sight. For a moment, we all were quiet. Then, chaos ensued.
"We have to help my baby!" Violet's mom cried into Mr. Parr's shoulder.
"What're we going to do…?' Jack asked softly at the same time as Duke started to pace.
Dash sat down weakly in a chair, and I decided to join him. It had taken a lot to get him here, but he had refused to stay at home. The noise carried on for a bit as Dr. Demmer thought. And then…
"Everyone…Everybody BE QUIET!" he yelled at us, quieting the entire emergency room also. He glanced around sheepishly.
"Sorry, not you." He told everyone that wasn't with us. They returned to what they had been doing. He spun back around to our group.
"Now, I can get my way into Violet's room, but I think we should give the doctors here a chance to save-I mean, help her. I'll call Rick Dicker down to do some memory erasing to those who've seen too much. Maybe even that boyfriend of hers…" he glanced down the hallway that Max had been taken.
"I, uh, I don't think you should erase his memory." I stood up. Everyone in our group looked at me, surprised. I cleared my throat nervously. "It's just that-I think he cares a lot about her, and that he can be trusted." I glanced over at Duke, who was smiling at me.
"Well…maybe we should wait until we get Violet's opinion." Dr. Demmer nodded, sitting down to wait. I smiled, returning to my chair.
Someone was shaking my shoulder, whispering my name loudly. I opened my eyes and glanced over at Dr. Demmer. He was glancing around with a troubled expression.
"What? I'm up, I'm up…" I yawned, stretching as I sat up in my chair.
"Duke, I'm afraid Violet isn't doing all that great. I'm going in there right now, but I need you to go get Max."
"Why?" I asked, starting to stand.
"He should be there, just so I can see if he's trustworthy, and in case…" he trailed off, glancing down the hallway Violet was in.
"You think she's going to die?" I asked weakly. He turned back to me.
"Go, get Max." he told me, pushing me down the opposite hallway.
After stumbling around a bit, I finally found Max's room. Looking around, I was relieved to see that the hallway was empty. That way it would be easy to sneak him into Violet's room.
I opened his door quietly, glancing inside. Max was dressed in a hospital gown and had an IV stuck in his arm. He looked up at me as I snuck inside.
"What're you doing here?" he asked.
"You need to come to Violet's room-hurry!" I whispered. He started to get up. "Are you okay?" I asked, wondering if he had gotten too hurt to try to move him.
"No, it's just-I have a knee brace." He said, trying to get up. I glanced around the room and found a wheelchair.
"Here, sit in this. I'll get you over there." I told him, wheeling his IV stand around the hospital bed. He sat down, stretching his hurt leg out. I grabbed the wheelchair and the IV stand and made my way into the hallway.
It wasn't long before we reached Violet's room. I brought Max into the crowded room, sitting him between Mrs. Parr and myself. I took a seat next to Lindy, staring at Dr. Demmer as he worked on Violet. I couldn't see anything else except my friend, unconscious on the hospital bed with the loud beeping of the heart monitor. The room was drenched in tension, all eyes on Violet's unmoving body.
Dr. Demmer stood back up, sighing. I looked down and realized that Lindy had grabbed my hand and was holding it tightly. I smiled, putting my other hand over hers.
"I can't do any more. I think it's time for Lindy to try to heal her." He told us. Lindy went pale.
"Me? I-you want me to heal her?" she stammered.
"She's depending on you, I've done all I can do." He sighed, taking a seat by the bed, downcast. Lindy dropped my hand, staring at Violet. I leaned over to Lindy's ear, pushing away her curly hair.
"It's okay, you can help her, I know you can." I whispered to her. She glanced at me, and managed a weak smile.
She stood, walking over to Violet's bed. Max was staring at his girlfriend with complete fear and hope and whatever other emotions that were in the room at the moment. Lindy stood over the head of Violet's bed, staring down at her friend. Taking a deep breath, she held her hands over Violet's body and closed her eyes. The room started to glow faintly green.
Then, her eyes burst back open, glowing a bright white. Her hands glowed a brilliant green, and for a moment I couldn't see anything because it was so bright. Then, the light dimmed and I could see Lindy, her eyes and hands still glowing and her hair floating around her head as if she were underwater. She was gazing at the ceiling and the invisible wind that was blowing her hair now rushed around the room to us.
Then it was quiet. I had covered my head with my arm, but now I lowered it. Lindy was still standing, her eyes closed and her breathing labored. I stood, going over to her. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, and she leaned into me, sighing. I rubbed her arm comfortingly as I stared down at Violet. Everyone else in the room stood, crowding around Violet's bed. Lindy opened her eyes (now back to normal) and glanced at her friend.
Violet was still.
Lindy's shoulders fell, beaten. I hugged her closer. Then, there was a gasping breath. We all turned to Violet again.
She had her color back, and she was breathing stronger now. She groaned slightly, turning her head. We all let out a sigh of relief; she was okay. Dr. Demmer immediately checked her heartbeat, and then looked up with a smile.
"Bob, your daughter inherited your amazing strength. I didn't know if she would make it there for a moment, but she apparently made it through it all right." He nodded, backing away from the bed as Violet blinked her eyes open.
"What's going on?" she murmured, gazing around the room. Her parents rushed over.
"Oh honey, you're alright!" Mrs. Parr cried as she hugged her daughter.
Mr. Parr put his hand on his daughter's shoulder, unable to speak at the moment. Jack-Jack jumped up on his sister's bed, laughing as Dash leaned towards Violet.
"Hey freak, you almost died. You shouldn't do that any more." He smiled weakly. Violet looked bewildered, but smiled. She tried to sit up, but couldn't quite seem to get up. Her dad helped her sit up on her pillow. She looked at everyone in the room.
"Lindy saved you!" Jack cried out, bouncing on the end of the bed. Mrs. Parr picked him up. Lindy smiled, a tear falling down her cheek as she turned to her friend. I walked over to Violet smiling.
"You-you used your powers to save me?" Violet hugged Lindy. Lindy nodded shyly. "But you've never been that confident before." She sighed.
"It was a sink or swim situation." Lindy laughed quietly.
Then, Violet saw Max. She paused, staring at him as he stood up slowly. I backed away with the rest of the group. Max shuffled over to her, still carrying his IV stand. Dr. Demmer cleared his throat.
"I think we should all go and get some coffee, maybe bring some back for Violet and Max." he told us. I walked out of the room with everyone else, only Jack complaining. I was about to go off and find the gift shop, but Lindy stopped me.
"Duke! Wait." She called out to me. I turned back around to her. She stopped. " I-I want to talk."
Max sat on the other end of the bed as everyone left the room. Dr. Demmer turned to us as he shut the door.
"Take as long as you need; I'll stall them." He smiled at us. I smiled back, mouthing 'thank you'. Then, the door was closed and the room was silent, the heavy uncomfortable silence that happens in awkward situations.
"Are you okay?" I asked Max, who was staring at the ground. He glanced over at me.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I mean, my knee's in a brace, but I'm fine." He said hurriedly. I nodded, staring in the opposite direction.
"Violet? I…" he trailed off. I turned to him.
"Yes?" I asked quietly. He stared at me, then took a deep breath. "This is…this is crazy. I mean, in just a few hours I've found out almost everything I didn't know about you, and your family…and Lindy and Duke." He sighed, a confused look on his face. I reached out, putting my hand on his shoulder.
"You know I couldn't tell you, Max."
"Yeah, I know." He looked down.
"But I wanted to…I wanted to tell you so bad." I smiled. He glanced back up at me quickly.
"Really?" he asked. I nodded.
"Max…I've never wanted to tell a non-super about my powers before you. I mean, I imagined sometimes what would happen if I told someone, but I never really wanted to." I exhaled, gazing into his eyes.
"So…what does that mean?" he asked.
"It means…it means that I love you." I smiled shyly. He looked up at me with surprise. Then his bewildered look melted.
"I love you too, Vi." He touched my knee, smiling at me. I smiled back wider.
It was quiet for a moment.
"So…Spectrum, what are your powers anyway?" he asked.
"You've wanted to ask me that this whole time, I could tell." I laughed. "If you really want to know, I can turn invisible, create force fields and also create some form of energy blasts."
"Really?" he asked, completely amazed. I turned myself invisible, only the hospital gown showing. He almost fell off the edge of the bed. I laughed, becoming visible again.
"Wow." He gasped, coming closer. "So…what are everyone else's powers?"
"Lindy, as I guess you saw, can heal people and also telekinetically move things. Duke can manipulate fire. Dash, or rather, Speed Demon, can run really fast, and Jack uses intangibility, flying, and shape shifting. My dad is Mr. incredible and he has super strength. My mom used to be Elastigirl, and she can stretch." I told him. He stared at me a moment before shaking his head.
"I'm not sure how much of that I got." He sighed. "This seems complicated."
"Try being a super." I murmured. He smiled.
"I love you." He whispered to me.
"I know." I smiled.
"Oh come on, you just got that from Star Wars!" Duke complained. Wait-Duke?!
We both turned to the door to see him standing there with the widest smile on his face. I threw my pillow at him.
"What are you doing?!" I yelled at him. He dodged the pillow.
"Just wanted to tell you that me and Lindy are finally going out on a date Friday. Alright, Bye!" he rushed away before I could throw another pillow at him. Then, I realized what he had said.
"Wait-did he just say that Lindy and him are going out?" I asked Max, who nodded. "Apparently I missed a lot."I murmured in amazement.
I was trying to sneak back into Violet's room when Rick caught me. I looked at him in surprise. I forgot that he was here, erasing memories.
"Bob, sorry for catching you like this, but I just wanted to tell you that we need you to go on a businesstrip." He told me.
Basically business trip meant super work, or helping prepare super work for younger supers. Typically these 'business trips' lasted only about three days.
"Yeah, sure. How long is this one?" I asked him.
"Two-maybe three weeks." He sighed.
"What?!" I gasped.
"Sorry, but something's come up with this whole Sundew thing. I figured you'd be interested in it because of how…involved your family was." He replied.
"Yeah, I guess that's fine. When do I leave?" I asked him, rubbing my head.
"As soon as possible."
"Could…could I maybe have a week?" I asked, gazing over my shoulder at Violet's room. Rick followed my gaze, and his face softened.
"Yeah, I'll see what I can do."
"Thanks Rick." I sighed, watching him walk away.
The end of part one. Okay, I don't own Star Wars either (obviously). I was going to put the typical 'I love you too' but that 'I know' line seemed to fit so much better. (Remember, it's what Hans Solo and Lea always said to each other. I'm a geek, just in case you couldn't tell.) Stay tuned for part two! Oh, review if you liked…or maybe you want to criticize and that's fine too.