It was weird to get into an actual car and go to a hospital. Other than the time that Rigby tried the Eggsalent Challenge. Mordecai was worried. This girl came here bleeding and they didn't even know it. It was just Pops, Benson, Rigby and Mordecai in the car. Benson was driving. Even he looked worried. Maybe he'd actually not yell this time. Mordecai sat in the passanger seat, and tried to make a light conversation. "So uh... where do you think she came from? Maybe she's a runaway?" He didn't know exacly what to say, but anything to break the tension that had built.
Benson sighed softly."No, she had an ID on her. It said she's nineteen. Her names Abigail Claitor. That was all it said. It doesn't make any sense..." He brushed some of the little black hair he had out of his eyes. Rigby was trying to make a calming joke to Pops in the back seat. By the way Pops was smiling and clapping slightly, it seemed to be working.
They pulled into the parking lot at the hospital. Benson let Mordecai out, in case Skips, Muscle Man and Fives weren't there yet. He went in and tried to remember the name as he walked up to the front desk. "Uh, yea. I'm here to see Abigail Clai...Claitor? I had called the ambulance for her earlyer." The secritary looked up at him. The blue and black hair probably didn't seem convincing, but he didn't care about that. Not to mention the fact of his clothing. A laid back, black T-Shirt and some ripped jeans that just hardly clung to his legs. She typed something on her computer quickly and looked at what had popped up.
"She just got out of a minor surgury. She may or may not be awake but you are permitted to see her. Also, it says here that sometime more people will be showing up. One of you will have to stay here with her. She's not entirely stable and it's bad for her to stay here alone. The docter can give you more information..." She reached over and pressed a button, the door nearest to the desk made a clicking sound. "Just go through that door. It's room C6729." Modecai knodded and started walking through the door, shoving his hands in his pockets.
The door to the room was closed. Before he knocked he tried to make himself look at least half decent. Why did Benson have to send him in alone? It would be so awkward trying to talk to this girl he didn't even know. He ran a fustraited hand through the back of his long hair, then knocked on the door just light enough to be audiable. "Yeah..?" The voice sounded weak, as if it was forced to be whole. Mordecai opened the door slowly. She was laying down with her head just slightly elevated. Her hair was so dark black, and eyes as red as blood itself.
She looked confused for a minute, Mordecai closed the door behind him and just stood for a minute. "Hey, uh.. Ab-" He was cut off trying to take a few steps closer to her bed and tripped over a chair, softly face-planting on the floor. She let a small, unamuzed smile spread across her lips. Mordecai slowly forced himself up, holding his head and groaning lightly. "Sorry.. uh, Abigail?" He tried again, looking at the floor he'd just fallen on. Her black hair covered the left side of her face. Her skin was fairly pale. She was almost prettier than Margaret. Almost.
"Yeah. You're... uh... were you the Fives guy or..?" He kinda chuckled. "No. I'm Mordecai. Everyone else will be here soon. How.. y'know.. how are you feeling? They said you were in a surgury." He took one of the chairs and pulled it closer, but kept a little distance between the two of them. "Oh, yea. They had to get the bullet out of my side." She said it as if they were talking about the weather. "A bullet?!" It came out a little louder than he'd wanted it to. "Why were you shot? Are you alright? I mean, it would suck if you weren't."
She smiled a little. "Don't worry. It was just these guys tried to get away with some things. I ran to the closest place I could find. Which was the park. It's lucky you guys found me. But don;t worry. This ain't anything I can't handle." He just stared at her for a second. Damn. She really was pretty. Mordecai ran a hand through his hand through his hair again. "Yeah.. As long as you're alright. Hey uh... so I guess I should go talk to the docter and..." Just then. Benson walked in wearing the most pleasent smile Mordecai was sure he'd ever see on his face.
"Abigail, the docter just told me you're cleared. When you feel ready, we'll take you back to the Park. When we get there, I'll discuss further options with you." He turned to Mordecai. "Everyone stayed in the Lobby. But Muscle Man will be in soon to help wheel her down. They want her in a wheelchair for a couple of days so that her side isen't strained." Normally, she;d make a wise comment about being right there and that what he just said was new information to her. Still, in her position right now, it probably wasen't right for her to be a smartass with these guys.
Minutes passed, and she didn't really pay attention. There was the short green man, with a very pale boy that looked almost albino and noticeably blushed whenever he saw her, Benson, the old man Skips.. The kind of short guy with sloppy brown hair and a few inches shorter than who she could positivly identify as Mordecai. They wheeled her out and helped her into a car. She was upset Mordecai wasen't in there with them. He was the only one she really got along with.
~Two Days Later~
Thankful to have her last day in the wheelchair, Abagail Claitor kept trying to push herself to stand, but someone she came to know as pops, who had a cute path of white hair, a slightly lager than normal head, and always wore a cute tophat kept telling her she needed to settle down. There was only one day left and she could make it. He was a nice guy. In fact, everyone here wasen't that bad. And Mordecai... he was pretty cute.
She wheeled in to Pop's office with Benson and Pop's sitting there. "Oh, Hello! Miss Abigail, Benson and I have been talking." He said in his usual upbeat tone. It always made her smile a bit. "Please guys, just Abagail." She said as sweetly as she could manage, considering she haden't taken the pain medication in a day and a half. "Abagail." Benson said with authority in his voice. "We need an extra hand around here. Even in a wheelchair, you've been helping. I've seen you leaning against the counter washing dishes sometimes and even mowing in front of the house to make it look presentable. If you'd like, we want to give you a job here. You're welcome to stay in the house. Mordecai and Rigby will be your helpers for while you're just settling."
Against her will, her face lit up. "I would love that! I can start right now! You don't know how greatful I am. Thank you, for everything. You didn't even know me and you've done so much to help me. You don't even have to pay me at first. It can make up for the hospital visit!" She was talking faster than she wanted. For the first time, she was actually satisfied with something going on. The mention of Mordecai's name also helped. "Whoa, whoa. We took care of that. Go, Mordecai's waiting with Rigby at the top of the stairs. They're taking you to get some coffee so you can relax." She knodded and wheeled out. Mordecai was on the ground, and had Rigby in a headlock, when he glanced up, an evil smile came and he stood up, pushing Rigby forward and he hit the ground. "Told you I can beat you at headlocking. Now get her chair." Rigby grumbled something sounding like a 'Fuck You, Mordecai.'
Mordecai came and picked her up bridal style. She tried to hide the blush by covering her face more. He carried her down the steps with nearly no complication and Rigby took care of her light-weight chair. "I can't wait to get out of that thing. It must be a pain having to carry me around all of the time." She laughed as he put her back in the chair. She absolutely hated depending on everyone for everything. She hated feeling like a moocher since she came there. "I don't really mind. You've been pushing yourself to hard, anyway."
Just then, Fives came out and smiled when he saw Abigail. "Uh, hey guys. Mind if I tag along? Muscle Mans on a date with Starla and uh..." His raspy voice was even worse around Abagail. "It's no problem, man." Rigby said. It took her a little while with names, but after making the connection that Mitch and Muscle Man both started with an M, it became a little easyer for that part. Mordecai and Rigby's were easy because they sung about it when she looked depressed after they had come home from the hospital.
They made their way to a nice Cafe. Fives looked agrivated when he saw Abagail clutches and laughing with Mordecai as he carried her and insisted on carrying her wheelchair in. Abagails heart nearly stopped when she was back in her chair, and turned to see Mordecai laughing. He was blushing also, with a girl with Red hair...
