Author's Notes: Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays to everyone! There's nothing like eating a fantastic meal and then completely lazing about for the rest of the evening. I love it! Here's another chapter for ya!
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Chapter 12
Collins held onto the unconscious Angel, who didn't respond to anything as Roger sped down the highway in search of a hospital. "Tom! Where the fuck is the hospital?!" the Rocker was panicked as he heard no response from Collins who was in complete shock. Angel's blood began to soak his pants and Collins yelped out when he felt the warm blood feeling like it was almost trickling down his leg. "Oh my fucking God." The professor cried out as he wiped his clean hand of the stress that he'd never experienced before. Quickly pulling the car over, Roger ran out of the car running towards the gas station attendant who quickly ran out to him giving him directions. The rocker jumped back into the car making a large U-turn in the middle of the street. "Hold on Angel! God dammit!" He screamed as they accidentally sped past a police car that was waiting for them it seemed. The officer placed his sirens on immediately, trying to flag them down. "Fuck!" He yelled as he placed his foot on the gas. "Ang…" Collins said gently caressing Angel's blood stained cheek. "Baby…please." The older man completely fell apart crying out Angel's name. Roger quickly looked into the rear view mirror trying to catch glimpses of one of his best friends as well as the police officer who was speaking into the loudspeaker. "Fuck you pig! Don't you understand what the fuck is going on?!" Roger was completely hysterical weaving in and out of traffic.
By the time the guys had ran back into the house, Collins' Aunt was already throwing them out. "Get the hell out of my house! How dare you disrespect her! Get out!" When no one moved out of fear, Aunt Doris stormed into the kitchen grabbing the biggest knife she could find. "Get out. Now." She said through her teeth. Mark grabbed the rest of their things, lugging huge amounts of bags over his arm as Collins' Aunt watched them impatiently knife still in hand. Benny swiftly ran back into the house past Collins' Aunt as she watched Mark more carefully than anything. He ran into Gran's room, trying to remember where Collins said that her papers were placed. Hearing Collins' Aunt yelling at Mark to take everything, Benny finally remembered grabbing the papers from the back of the dresser. There was so many of them that Benny didn't know which ones he should take so he took the nearest bag shoving the papers into the bag, zipping it up with fervor. As cool and collected as he could, Benny walked back into the living room slipping by Collins' Aunt as she eyed him angrily. "Get out." She snarled at Benny who still thanked her for her hospitality. Collins' Aunt yelled at them to get off of the property while the group began to pile into the two remaining cars. As Benny opened the trunk, he spotted the still gorgeous Mimi running toward Gran's old rose garden taking the only live bloom which was a stunning pink. "Chica! Come on!" Maureen yelled tears spilling from her eyes as she motioned for Mimi to get into the car. The dancer finally sprinted back to the car as Collins' Aunt watched them back out of the driveway and out of sight.
Roger finally reached the hospital coming to an abrupt stop which caused Collins to tighten his grip on his Angel who's face was beginning to turn a shade of blue. "She's not breathing! Oh my God!" Collins screamed as he kicked the car door open, holding Angel in his hands. The police officer jumped out of the car yelling at Collins to stay in the car but the professor heard nothing as he held onto Angel trying to run into the hospital. Roger laid his head back against the seat; he didn't have anything on him. No wallet means no license or ID. The car was registered in Angel's name who was presently unconscious and who didn't have a license either. "Shit." He muttered as he placed his hands on the steering wheel waiting for the officer to walk up to him. "Sir, why is it that you were trying to run away from me?" Roger shook his head knowingly. "I wasn't try-"
"Apparently you were. I had you going 80 in a 65 zone." The officer took out a pad and paper writing down the license plate number as he spoke. "Let me see your license and registration number please."
"Fuck."
"Where the hell are we going to go?! We need to be with Angel!" Mimi yelled hitting the backseat angrily with her fist. "Take me to Angel!" Mark tried to calm the dancer down but there was no use in trying. "I can't believe that fucking bitch! She hit Angel like she had done it a million times before! Like she meant nothing to the fucking world!" Benny looked around eyeing the nearest motel that was next to a diner and marketplace. "We'll stay here." This worried Mark a bit; Collins knew that they didn't have any money and that they'd only be here for a day or so. "Benny, we don't have any money." The businessman looked into the rear view mirror. "Don't worry about it man. Let's just get our rooms and try to find the hospital."
Collins was being held by a nurse who couldn't help but look at the amount of Angel's blood that he was covered in. "Sir, let me take you to the restrooms so that you can clean up a bit." The professor ripped his hand away from the woman. "No. Please, just leave me alone. I appreciate your kindness, but I don't care about anything but that human being do you understand?" The woman nodded in assurance, grabbing papers that Collins needed to sign. The professor sat down scribbling down as much as he could of Angel's information, surprising himself with how clearly he was thinking at a time like this.
The group arrived at the hospital a view of Roger sitting on the curb with his hands cuffed behind his back shaking his head. Collins' and Angel's car was being towed while the rest of the group pulled up. "What the hell is going on?" Joanne asked Maureen as she quickly parked the car, buttoning her coat up trying to look as professional as she could. "Officer, what has this man done?" Joanne said in her lawyer voice. Mimi saw her man on the curb and ran out of the car to him. "Roger!" She called out to him. Roger's eyes lit up when they met Mimi's. "Meems, baby stay away okay." Maureen grabbed Mimi pulling her back towards the car. Mark ran out as well, putting his hand through his hair. "Mark, take Mimi and Maureen to find where they've placed Angel." Benny said as he too tied up his coat trying to look professional. Mark did what he was told pulling the girls who wanted to watch.
Collins sat in the waiting room, his face nervously in his hands as he cried his eyes out. A nurse would come and place a cup of water on the small table next to him, but he'd never see it, he'd never see or realize anything until he knew that his Angel was out of harms way. Collins' thought were broken when the doctor called out Angel's name. "Is the family of Angel Schunard here?"
The professor jumped up meeting the tall man. "Here. How is he?" The man pushed the glasses up his nose eyeing Collins' carefully. "Sir, I am going to need Mr. Schunard's actual family." Collins held out his hand in protest. "Man, I've heard it all before. I am all that Angel has. Is he going to be okay?" The man looked around him then finally back at Collins who was beginning to become panicked. "He's going to be fine. He just needs rest. He's lost a lot of blood and has suffered a concussion. We stitched his head up and he'll need to be hospitalized for a few days before we can let him let out."
"Can I see him?" Collins said expectantly.
"Only for a minute," The man said sternly. "He needs rest like I said. No more than you for about a day or so. I will alert the nurse of this; if there is anyone else in this room other than you I won't let you see the patient."