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Reid sat in the wheelchair, waiting for his discharge papers to go through. The hospital was now finally releasing him to go home but had given him bottle after bottle of medications to take, two inhalers and new hearing aids that were smaller and less noticable than the ones he'd been wearing during his stay in the hospital. He wondered how Morgan and Garcia were getting on at the bookstore, he knew they would do a good job and he had no doubt that Mrs Linton would take a shine to both. The hospital door opened and Dr Kimura walked in. She had given him the final all clear to go home.
"Looking forward to going home?" she asked.
"I'm looking forward to getting out of the hospital, this place reminds me how close I came to dying. I'm staying at Morgan's house, he has a downstairs bedroom with an en suite, no stairs makes things easier for me. The doctors recommended that I live with someone till I'm able to live on my own without risking injury."
"You're in a fragile state, it's good that you have a wonderful family ready to take care of you. We must stop meeting like this."
"I know," he sighed before giving her a smile. "Thank you, Dr Kimura, for saving my life and keeping me alive. That's twice you've saved my life."
"I didn't save you, Spencer. You saved yourself when your heart stopped and your team saved you when they brought the cure to the hospital. You saved yourself all those years ago when you got infected with anthrax, I didn't find the cure, you did and you saved so many people."
"I wouldn't have survived without you treating me, Dr Kimura. You're a brilliant doctor and a compassionate one too. I know letting the team sit outside that window wasn't protocol and I just wanted to say thank you for letting them stay with me."
"My father always taught me that some rules can be broken," she laughed gently.
"He sounds like a wise man. Thank you again for everything."
Dr Kimura came forward and gave him a small hug. "You're a strong man, Spencer."
She came away and took his hospital bag from his lap. "You do understand that you have to take all the medication at the correct times and without fail. Use your inhalers when you get out of breath or when your breathing causes you pain. Slowly take longer walks to build up your muscles and your lungs. Your hearing will also take some getting used to."
"It's different," he said as he touched the hearing aids. "Some sounds are higher than others and I'm trying to find a balance. I wanted to ask, will there be any consequences to me having only one kidney?"
"There might be," she nodded. "However, living with one kidney won't change your life. I'd recommend that you eat a healthier diet but you can still eat normally, although I would recommend avoiding a high protein diet. Protein breaks down into waste materials that your kidney will have to have to remove, therefore it's better to avoid a high protein diet as eating too much protein will burden the kidney. You should still eat protein but a healthy amount. I'll be honest with you, problems may arise in the future but I'm going to make sure your personal physician sees you every three months for the time being."
"Why every three months?"
"Just to check that your kidney is functioning properly and that you're in good health. We've never seen this virus before and we don't know the true after effects. You will need monitoring for a very long time."
"Can I still drink coffee? None of my team will sneak me any until I get permission from a doctor."
"Two cups a day and that is your limit."
"Please tell me you're joking," he said.
"No, I'm not. You're limited to two cups a day and don't put a lot of sugar into your coffee, I want you to also drink plenty of water every day. I'll be passing the coffee instructions to your family and I know they'll make sure you stick to just two cups."
"Oh, I know they will," he laughed gently.
Morgan reached up and placed the last book on the shelf. He almost fell off the stool when he felt a hand grabbed his ass, he turned around and found Garcia giggling. "Are you finished?"
"I am, Baby girl."
He jumped down from the stool and smiled at the bookshop. All the new books were on display, they had unpacked the new stock and Garcia had worked her creative magic to make the store more visible online. Garcia followed him as he took the stool in the back room where Mrs Linton was making them a cup of coffee. They accepted the cups as she handed them over.
"Thank you, both of you, everything you've done today is a great help to me."
"It was our pleasure," Garcia smiled. "You have a lovely store and I can see why Reid loves coming here."
"I have something for him," Mrs Linton said as she walked over and took a bag from the chair. "These are all for him, I always let him have books a few days or so before they get released."
She placed the bag down before grabbing two small bags from another chair. "These are for you."
"We couldn't possibly take them," Garcia tried to say but Mrs Linton shook her head.
"You've helped me a great deal and when I saw you look through the new stock, I noticed you had your eyes on these. Please, I want you to have them for what you've done for me."
Garcia put down her coffee and accepted the two bags of books. "Thank you so much, we're happy to help and we'll be helping you any time that you need it. We usually have our saturday to ourselves," she said. "Besides, we promised Spencer that we would help you for as long you need and we don't break promises."
"I can see why he loves being around you all."
Walking from the car to his house, he laughed as he had to carry Garcia in his arms. She grabbed his keys and opened the door for him before leaning back against him. As they walked in, they found Emily sitting on the couch with a book in front of her.
"What on earth is going on?" she grinned.
Garcia held up her pink shoe to show the broken heel. "I broke my damn heel walking back to the car and now my ankle is swollen."
Morgan carried her to the couch and placed her down, he pulled the coffee table near to her, placed a pillow on it and then gently lifted her ankle to it. Emily came over and inspected it. "Oh, Garcia, that is swollen. I think it just needs some ice though."
"Where is Reid?" Garcia asked, she let out a small gasp as Morgan came in from the kitchen and placed a pack of frozen peas on her ankle. "Oh, sweet jesus, that's cold."
"Frozen peas are generally cold," Emily rolled her eyes. "Reid is asleep and he'll stay like that because of the medication. One of them makes him sleepy but he only has to take that at night. He is only allowed two cup of coffee a day so we'll have to keep an eye on the coffee pot."
"Two cups," Morgan said before shaking his head with a smile. "That is a form of torture for him. I'm going to go and check on him."
He made his way to the downstairs bedroom and opened the door. He walked in and smiled when he found his friend in a deep sleep, his brown locks sprawled across the pillow. Bringing the blanket up, he tucked it under his chin and used a corner of it to wipe some drool from Reid's chin. "Sleep tight, kid."
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