A/N: SO, sorry for the delay! This chapter… I'm not really sure what to say about it. It's a little rushed and I tried my best to make the characters sound different. Their perspectives I mean. Anyway, enjoy!
A loud crash jolted me up, mustering all my strength to lift up my eyelids that weighed a ton. Alexis. As I struggled to push myself upright, I felt a warm hand hold me down, and it sure hurt like hell. He's saying something but I'm not quite sure. I just need to get to her, I need to know she's okay. My hands are now squirming, trying to push this man away, and why are they so heavy? I'm quite sure at this point, my brain is delirious, and I was freezing like hell. And that's when the smell hit me, and the room became clear. I was in a hospital.
Words that spilled out of my mouth reduced to a mere whisper, the man was not listening! I can't hear beyond the beeping of the machine, I refuse to hear him out. I need to see my sister NOW.
I'm still pushing and struggling, fighting and I finally got an audible sentence out. "Where is she?" My eyes scoured from the blond man's face to the locked door. "She's next door, I need you to calm down. Your sister is fine and she is stable. Calm down!" The man almost yells. My brain quickly registers it, and files it, then stores it like it always does. I never forget anything.
I pray the man tells the truth, even though I'm vehemently an atheist, because the last thing I remember seeing is my sister's glassy eyes as she lay next to me, bleeding dry and I could do nothing to help her. "then tell me what was that. That crash?" I mumbled. I had stopped fighting, I felt the abuse my body had received about two to three nights ago. For almost 48 hours to the end of our mission, we were running on nothing but adrenaline. "Someone dropped a plate or something. Lie down or you're going to rip your stitches. I'm Doctor Chase." The doctor says. I finally notice his white lab coat, and the thick Australian accent in his voice.
"You're currently on morphine so you're going to be a little sluggish, and maybe later in the day you can visit your sister. You broke your left hand in two places, you cracked your femur, a slight burn on your stomach, multiple gunshot wounds and your liver failed due to the large amount of tranquilizers. You have a slight concussion and a small post op complication, which will explain your fever. But the antibiotics will kick in soon. Right now you need rest." Said the doctor. Doctor Chase. His tag said Robert Chase, so be it. But I'm always expecting the unexpected, in cause you know, if he is a real threat.
For now, I think its best I rest, and somehow I trust this guy suddenly that Alexis is alright, and so am I.
~Remy~
House just crashed into the patient's window. He just CRASHED HIMSELF through the window. His limping hobbling self THROUGH A WINDOW. I had just spun around to see it happen and in a second, the girl had a gun in her hands. Which seems really impossible because she is supposed to be in pain and not moving. "House! What are you doing?" I almost screamed, as the guards burst in. Great.
A/N: Sorry this was so short. School's starting again and I'll be super busy, but I'll try to update more frequently. Do review! They make me delighted :D