TRIXIE CHAPTER 20

Alan waited for Charlie's hand to be bandaged and they both went up to Don's room.

Charlie was acting suspiciously and Alan prodded him, "What's the matter with you? First the laughter and now you're acting like the 'Pink Panther.'

"Oh dad, please don't make me laugh. That Dr. Chandra was bad enough. Umm I wonder what Amita would say if I told her."

"She'll said, he's from India and she's from America, that's why they speak differently." Alan said.

Charlie was looking around, like he was expecting someone.
"What's the matter with you?"

"Eh... something very suspicious came up, I need to talk to Megan."

"Megan has enough on her hands, Charlie."

"Yes, but this relates to the case, their Logan case." Charlie said still looking round as they came out of the elevator.

Alan shook his head and quickly walked into Don's room.
"Donnie? How are you feeling, son?"

Don was awake and reading the papers on his lap. He looked up and saw his father and Charlie.
Alan walked faster and when he reached Don's bedside he put his hands to his shoulders and held him close.

Don looked at his brother standing there, shrugging his shoulders and smiling at him.
Don rolled his eyes and Charlie had to chuckle.

Alan let go and looked at Don's bandaged shoulder which was a large square patch.

Don turned his head a bit towards his dad, "Hi Dad, Charlie. I'm OK Dad. Why are you here so early?"

Don leaned up a bit and took Charlie's bandaged hand, "Are you alright? Is your hand bothering you?"

"No, Don, I took the meds, so it's alright for now only a slight throb. What about you? Jenny said your temperature spiked this morning. How are you feeling?"

"Not too bad. It just went up a bit and Jenny got all flustered."

Don asked Alan,"What's the matter with him?" for Charlie started to laugh and Alan said, "He must have eaten some funny bones this morning or swallowed some laughing gas."

He wiped his eyes with his good hand and said, "da..d" in between laughter, "don't tell me you don't find him funny."

Don asked, "Who?"

"The doctor." Charlie said.

"Oh, I see you met the good Doctor Chandra."

"Ah. Donnie, we heard you've got some recalcitrant stitches?"

"What were you all doing with Dr. Chandra?" Don asked his father instead of answering him.

"Charlie wetted his bandages."

This time Don laughed, "Chuckie, you pee'd on your hand?"

"Funny ha, ha, Dad, you're being funny now." Charlie waggled his finger at him.
"I put the frozen packets on my hand. It was throbbing like little bees stings. It helped to numb the pain before the pain meds kicked in. Therefore, my hand was soaked through. Went to see Dr. Chandra and had a very enlightening conversation with him.

Do you know that he said you sleep with Trixie?"

"Charlie, that's enough, Dr. Chandra doesn't talk like Amita probably because he came from India." Alan admonished Charlie.

'Dad, you too laughed at his jewels and had a fine time with two days' one time check."

"Yes, but he'd just worded it the way he felt fit and we shouldn't laugh at him.

"What happened?"

"Don, Don….." came from Trixie's bed.

"Dad, can you please go to Trixie? Early this morning she relived the horror and was screaming. I had to get up to go to her and she clung to me for dear life after I'd managed to wake her up. That's how I got the recalcitrant stitches."

"OK, you stay put. I'll go."

After his father went over to Trixie, Don looked at Charlie and asked softly not wanting to be left out of the funny expressions that the good doctor Chandra made.
"Hey what happened at the Doctor's office?"

Charlie started whispering to Don and soon both of them were laughing. Don was laughing so hard, he felt the stitches pulled at his shoulder and was getting a slight throb, and he raised his right hand towards it, forgetting that the hand had an IV attached to it.
He nearly pulled the IV stand down and Charlie quickly pulled it upright.

After they sobered, they found their father standing in front of them, "Well, are you both done?"
Secretly he was pleased that both of them were not too sick to enjoy the jokes that Charlie was relating. But it was on the good doctor Chandra's expense and he thought that it was not nice since he looked after both of them.

Don sobered and asked his father about Trixie, Alan said she went back to sleep.

"Let her sleep longer, she had a bad dream, so bad that she was screaming, 'let go, let me go.' " Don said.

"Poor girl, no wonder she clung to you." Alan said, 'And how are you really feeling? That was a very bad shoulder wound."

"Feeling alright right now just a slight throb; I can manage that. The meds are helping too. Jenny was afraid that I might have infection, the fever just jumped up a bit."

"Jenny looked after you very well. Must remember to invite her and Clara too for a very nice dinner after you're out of here, Donnie."

"Yes, that would be nice if we invite the doctors too, Dad." Charlie added.

"Dad, Trixie's father is not coming back for her."

"What?"

"I asked Jenny when her father was coming back and she said they have received instructions regarding Trixie's and his wife's care and that her father donated a very large sum to the Hospital's Fund."

"I am going to get Megan to check on Matthew Cameron quietly and see what's happening. I don't see him as a man who would abandon his wife and kid, there must be something brewing."

"Yes, I felt that he was a very nice man and a devoted father.
"Donnie, I think Megan said she will send somebody to interview all three of you."

"That alright, Dad, it is expected and more so if the man is connected to our current case."

"Knock, knock… Hi, everybody." Megan said coming into the room.

"Oh, sorry!" Amita said as she dashed into the room. She ran straight towards Charlie and clung to his neck and started kissing him.

Tbc..

A/N: My thanks to Mikis