Repairing Proposal
(Dismantle then Repair Final Chapter)
(N's Point of View)
Zekrom flew as fast as he could to the nearest town while I tried to get White to calm down and get her to believe me when I said everything was alright, but I doubt she thought that, she must have been in excruciating pain…pain that a Potion wouldn't fix.
It felt like hours until we made it to a nearby town, a town far too small to land Zekrom in without destroying half of it. I ordered him to land outside the town, and then, carefully, I pulled White off his back where she was laying, jumped off Zekrom's back the best I could with moving White too much, and ran in the direction of the town. I didn't have time to call Zekrom back, so as I ran I yelled over my shoulder for him to wait for me and he groaned an 'Give White my best get well wishes when she awakes' in response.
For a small town, the place was crowded for some reason. I wanted to turn to the people walking by and ask what was going on but I didn't have time, I had to find the hospital. While running through the crowd, I yelled at people to move and get out the way, I'm sure they thought I was a rude teenager, but they listened when they looked down at White in my arms. Occasionally, I'd run into someone that either didn't hear my orders or was slow at reacting, and White would moan at the impacts.
Eventually, I made it to the hospital and nearly ran into the too slow to open sliding glass doors. I ran straight to the counter and the lady behind it didn't even look up at my approach, she merely tried to hand my full hands papers and said, "Sign these and please take a seat in the waiting room over to the left." She motioned her hand over to a small room with couches and chairs sitting around a table with far too many magazines while she continued to look down, away from me, at her work. "I don't have time for papers! I need a doctor now!" My voice was harsher than I intended and she looked up at me in shock for a brief moment before her eyes fell to White, "Oh my Mew, what happened?" I sighed in relief that I had gotten her attention, "It's a long story, but she needs a doctor quickly." The lady behind the counter nodded then ran to a door behind her called, "Doctor Sing! There's a young girl who needs your help right away!"
Not moments later, a young female doctor accompanied by two nurses ran out of the door, "Oh! Quick, go prepare a room and tell Doctor Ying to come out her to carry the girl back to it." I stiffened, "If it's all the same to you, I'd like to carry her back there." She looked at me for a few seconds to examine my face, then she smiled, "Alright." She turned back to the nurses, "Prepare a room quickly." The two ran off and the doctor motioned me to follow behind her.
The halls were a dull cream color and silent except for the sound of our shoes touching the floor. Finally we made it to a room. The two nurses stood by the bed panting; I had to hand it to them, they worked extremely fast. "Here lay her down on the bed." The doctor was pulling out wires from a heart monitor while I, as gently as I could, laid White down on the bed. Another soft whine escaped her mouth, "Shh, White, it's going to be ok, I promise." While I gently pushed the hair from her face, I glanced up at the nurses who were watching with a smile; I blushed slightly and turned my attention back to White. As I was whispering to White, the doctor hooked her up to the monitor, what followed that was an uneven, quick beeping noise. The nurses turned to her, "Doctor Sing, her heart rate…" Doctor Sing nodded, "I know…go get Doctor Ying, I need to see what he thinks." Quickly, the two ran out the room; I turned my attention to Doctor Sing who was studying the monitor, "What's wrong?" The doctor didn't turn to me, "Her heart beat is extremely fast and uneven." I sighed internally, that much I had figured out myself.
A male doctor entered the room moments later, "What's wrong?" Doctor Sing motioned him to come by her at the monitor, "Her heart rate is off the charts…" They both examined the monitor for a few minutes, mumbling a conversation to themselves. I couldn't take the wait anymore, "What's going on?" They stopped their conversation and looked at me like they hadn't noticed I was here. They gave each other a quick glance before Doctor Ying spoke, "Her heart rate is-" I sighed out loud this time, "I know, fast and uneven." They glanced at each other again until Doctor Sing spoke, "Well, we can't do any surgeries until her heart rate goes down." I shot them a confused glance; I really didn't have a clue about human health. "In surgery, the heart rate can increase, but hers is already dangerously too fast. We're afraid that if we go into surgery, it might increase more, putting her at a further risk of damage…quite possibly death." I felt my own heart stop…Death?
They continued their conversation with each other in my silence. My brain wanted to think of something to do to help, but my lack of knowledge about this kind of stuff kept it blank. After a few minutes they turned to me again, "We'll give her an hour or so to see if her heart rate will go down. Feel free to stay in here if you'd like." With that, they both walked out the room. They weren't going to do anything to help? Wait, could they do anything to help? If they couldn't help, then could I even help? I mean, they are the professionals, while myself… I sighed internally again when the sting of tears came to my eyes. The quick uneven beeping wasn't helping my nerves and I could feel the tears fall down my cheeks; White whined again…it sounded so weak, so fragile…I had to do something, even if she didn't die, I'd regret not even trying to help her.
I took her hand closest to me in mine gently, and rubbed the back of it with my thumb. A thought occurred to me…what is the rate of a normal heartbeat? I put my free hand over my chest where my heart was; it was an even beat, if an even beat meant it had a constant pattern to it, and it didn't feel fast, then again what did I know. I listened to the beeping of the monitor and compared it to the thumping I felt under my hand…mine was definitely slower.
Gently, I took White's hand that was in mine and placed it in place of my hand that was over my heart. To be honest, I didn't know why I had the urge to put her hand over my heart, but I'd figure it couldn't hurt. I stared at her face, something was different about it…was calm, not twisted in pain like before. Was this a good sign? Did it mean she wasn't in as much pain? Or did it mean she was giving up? With her hand still over my heart, I leaned in close to her head, "Don't give up on me, White." Her face was still calm, "You can't leave me, you can't." A tear fell off my face, onto her cheek, and then slid down her face.
I guess I sat there for an hour, her hand over my heart, telling her not to give up, because Doctor Sing and Ying walked back in and rushed over to the monitor. "Would you look at that…" Doctor Ying spoke first but Doctor Sing wasn't far behind him, "It looks like her heart beat started slowing down about forty-five minutes ago." I turned my face away from White to the awed doctors, "That's a pretty fast recovery." Doctor Ying nodded in agreement, "I thought it was going to take a few hours though." They turned back to me and eyed White's hand over my chest, "Young man, how long has her hand been on your chest?" I shrugged, I didn't know an exact time, "Maybe for an hour. Why?" Doctor Ying stared at her hand for a few more minutes until he walked out the room. "What's going on?" But Doctor Sing continued to stare at the heart monitor.
Doctor Ying came in with another heart monitor and pulled out more wires, grabbed my hand, and hooked something to my finger. After a few seconds, there was another beeping noise in the room that matched the beat of the original beeping perfectly. "Incredible!" I turned to Doctor Ying again who was smiling in astonishment, "What?" Doctor Ying shook his head still smiling, "It appears that, somehow, she's matched her heart beat to yours!" Doctor Sing walked beside him and looked at the monitor I was connected to, "Yes, perfectly! Somehow, she managed to calm her heart down to match the beating of yours by feeling yours beat under her hand! In all my years…I've never seen something like that!" I looked back down to where I was still holding her and a small smile found its way to my lips; this woman was incredible. "This means that we can start the actual examination now." The doctors were looking at me when I looked back up to them, "How long will that take?" They shook their heads, "Depends on how bad the damages are…could take an hour, could take several." I looked down to the floor, "Feel free to walk around the town while you wait, today is the day of our Spring Festival." Well, that explains all the people; I nodded and slowly left the room, glancing over my shoulder at White before I walked through the door. I didn't want to leave her, but even I knew that they didn't let you back during certain procedures.
As I walked down the street, I noticed all the stores that were brightly decorated for the festival. On a bench outside a restaurant, I saw a man down on his knee, in front of a girl, holding a small box in his hand. Before my brain had caught up with what was going on, the girl nearly shrieked, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" She hugged him and then they kissed. I smiled to myself, what a perfect setting to propose in, brightly decorated buildings and blooming trees everywhere. Sighing, I continued my walk down the street but turned around when a thought came to my head…what did it take to marry someone? I walked back to the couple that were still relishing in the moment; I didn't want to invade but I wanted to know. "Excuse me." The couple turned their gaze to me, smiling, the woman asked, "Yes, can we help you?"I smiled back in return, "Yeah, I was wondering…uh, I was wondering…" I sighed, how was I supposed to word this? "I was wondering, why do you marry someone? And how do you know who to marry?" They both stared at me with wide eyes; the girl smiled again, "Well, you marry because you want to live the rest of your life with that person, that's the simplest answer I can give you." The man nodded, "That sounds about right. And the person you marry is the person you can't live without, nor do you want to live without." He smiled at his new fiancé who returned his smile. "That sounds right to me." They kissed again, and I simply walked away, feeling awkward for invading on their moment.
I continued to walk down the street…if what they said was true then…Well, when the doctors said that White might not live, I wasn't sure if I wanted to live if she didn't…Was that part of what they meant?
(White's Point of View)
I woke up only to be greeted by a blinding light above my head. "Where am I?" Something grabbed my hand and held it tightly, "White!" I shook my head to get rid of the spots I saw due to the light, and turned it to the side. N was sitting there watching my face. His expression was almost unreadable; there was joy, worry, and impatience swirling around together in his emerald green eyes.
My heart thumped wildly as I stared at his beautiful eyes. I noticed a beeping noise that seemed to match my wild heart's thumping. I turned to see a heart monitor. Oh Mew…I turned to face him while blushing, but he stared at me, concern winning out in his eyes. "Are you ok?" I sighed, "Yeah, I actually feel perfectly fine…why?" I smiled while trying to get my blushing under control. N sighed, "While you were unconscious, your heart beat was out of control…they said you might die." He cringed as he thought about it and a single tear fell down his face. Quickly, I brought my free hand up and wiped it away, "It's ok though, I'm not going anywhere, I promise." So he thought that I was in pain or something when my heart began to beat wildly…I couldn't quite figure out if I was glad he didn't know it was because of him…
He shook his head, "You have no idea how worried I was. I didn't know what I was going to do if you left me." His eyes lit up and a smile came across his mouth. It was devastating; the heart monitor beat wildly again and I sighed, "That's going to get real old real fast." He looked at me curiously, "Are you sure you're ok?" I smiled again, "I promise, N. I feel fine…the monitor is..uh.." I could've lied, said it was being stupid and acting up, but I don't pride myself on lying…especially since N could read me so well. I sighed, "It's nothing." I knew he'd see through it. A look of wonder crossed his face, he let go of my hand and stood up, "Going somewhere?" He looked down at me and leaned towards my face until our noses were touching. The heart monitor beeped quickly when he began to nuzzle my face, and understanding lit his eyes. He leaned closer and gently put his lips to mine. The beeping was rapid and the deep blush on my face didn't help. He pulled away smiling; did that mean he understood why it was beeping so fast now? Oh Mew, I hope not…. "Your heart rate rises when I get close to you." He was still smiling; oh, he knew…
I laughed nervously, "Yeah…it's done that for quite some time now." He stared at my eyes still smiling, "Oh really?" I blushed, which made him laugh. Why was he acting so different then before? So happy.. "N, are you feeling ok?" He stopped laughing and turned to me still smiling, "Of course, never better!" That wasn't a usual N answer, "Why?" I turned away, "Well, you seem different..happy." He laughed again, so I turned to look at him again. "I am happy, happier than I think I've ever been." I shot him a confused glance and he responded with a smile, "Well, when a person you love was said to be in risk of dying and you spend hours of your time replaying your time with them over in your head, thinking about how you don't want them to die because you're not sure you can live without them, but then they end up living and you don't have to think about living without them anymore," He leaned into my face and touched his nose to mine again…by now the monitor was beating outrageously, "it can make you a very, very happy person." He continued to smile and I couldn't help but smile in return.
"Which reminds me," He pulled away a few inches and stared at my eyes, "While they were examining you, I walked through the town and saw a couple. The man had just proposed to the woman and they were happy…some of the happiest people I've ever seen." He stopped and examined my face. I had no idea what expression I was wearing; I didn't know where he was going with this. "I asked them what does it take to marry someone and they answered me in a very simple way: you marry because you want to live the rest of your life with your chosen person, and you marry that person because they're the person you can't live without." I thought about what he said, it sounded right. But why was he telling me this? "White…" He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet covered box. Oh, I knew where he was going now…I could feel my face burn and the sting of tears in my eyes, but tears of joy, I promise. "The more I thought about what they said, the more I realized that that's exactly how I feel. I don't want to live a day without you, that's why I was so devastated when the doctors said you might die and I've never felt that way about anyone." He opened up the box to reveal a slim silver band with one medium size diamond on top. Around the rest of the band were small diamonds embedded into it. My heart thumped wildly and the beeping matched it but he continued, "So I guess what I want to say…No, what I want to ask is, White, will you marry me?" The monitor couldn't have beeped and faster as I tried to find my voice. I stared from him to the ring and back to him until my voice finally came back to me, "Of course! Yes!" He hugged me tightly, I felt a pain from some unseen bruise one my shoulder, but I ignored it and gently pushed him back to kiss him. He laughed to himself and during the kiss that seemed to last forever, he was able to somehow take the ring out of the box and put it on my finger. Eventually, we pulled away for air but still stared at each other smiling.
Our moment was short lived when a nurse walked in and made her way over to the heart monitor. She studied the charts with a shocked expression and turned to me, "Are you feeling ok, sweetie?" I smiled brightly at her and heard N laugh behind me, "I've never felt better!" She eyed the both of us before shrugging and walking out the room.
It's hard to believe that a little over a year ago, I felt so Dismantled when now I've never felt so whole, as if his presence, his proposal had Repaired any brokenness in me. I turned to him and stared at his dazzling green eyes and smiled up at him while he smiled down at me.
I guess it's true what they say, one must be Dismantled before you can be Repaired, and the Dismantling only makes the Repairing so much sweeter. Dismantle then Repair.