TRIXIE CHAPTER 26

Charlie whispered something to his father and he left.
Megan and David said that they needed discuss the situation; they too excused themselves and left.

Alan sat in the room and waited.

Soon, the door opened and Don was pushed in by two attendants with two nurses following and Nurse Yenn supervising. Alan wasn't surprised that the Head Nurse, herself was in charge instead of the usual nurse or Clara.
He stood at the corner to oversee the proceedings.

Alan knew that the Nurses and their Supervisors looked after Don very well.
He smiled thinking maybe it was his son's good looks that got the girls' hearts a flutter.
But then he knew his son was a gentleman, that's why he is well liked.
Even Dr. Stewart treated him very well.

Alan made a point to remember to get some chocolates and cakes for the nursing staff. He would do it; he would bring it to them tomorrow morning.

Alan put his hand to his mouth for the first thing he saw was Don's head, his additional injury. He had a large rectangular band-aid across his right forehead. It was above his eyebrow.

The attendants gently pulled the blanket beneath Don and transferred him to the bed.
The folded the blanket and left with the gurney. The nurses took over.

The nurse took the IV bag from his chest and set it up on the IV stand beside the headboard. She adjusted everything and moved Don's head a bit so that his head was at the centre of the pillow. Don was still wearing his sweat pants and his shirt was replaced by the hospital blue front opened shirt.
A nurse took the light blanket and covered Don with it.

They stood one side and Yenn went to check the IV flow, Don's hand, and she lifted the light blue hospital shirt to look at the newly bandaged shoulder.
Alan saw that it was not a square patch that he originally had. His whole left side was bandaged and bandages pulled across the right side of the neck to keep it in place.

Yenn gave one of them the chart and told them to take his vitals one more time and she turned to Alan, "OK, he's resting nicely. His temperature is still up but there's no cause to worry, yet. We will recheck in another few hours and see if we need to increase his dosage of medication. Right now, rest is all he needs for his body to mend."

Alan thanked Yenn and he nodded to the nurses and went to sit on the chair next to Don.

"Alan, don't sit there, it will be very uncomfortable, sit on the sofa and you all needn't stay the night. We will take care of Don. Go home and rest for the night and come back in the morning."

"Thank you Yenn, we will do that. We'll stay till dinnertime and then go home."

Yenn and her nurses went out, and then one nurse came back with a plastic bag.
Inside the bag was Don's sweat shirt, Alan took it out and saw that there was blood on the front.
He put back the shirt and threw the whole thing inside the waste bin.
He didn't want it to be a reminder for him.

Alan went up to Don and put his hand on his forehead lightly. He bent down and kissed his forehead.
"Get better son, get better."

Alan decided he needed to stay near Don, he sat on the chair and he put his hand on top of his son's.

Charlie went out to the gardens to look for Amita and Trixie, he saw the bodyguard nearby and he nodded to him.

Trixie saw him and called out "Charlie! Here we are."

"Hi there. How are you doing? Ah.. I see you like Winnie the Pooh."

Trixie was wearing a pink Winnie tee shirt and pink ankle length jeans with a Winnie the Pooh patch at the side.

"Yes, I lov….ed…. Winnie the Pooh. I have all the toys, Pooh Bear, Piglet, Eyeore, Kanga, Rabbit, Owl and Tigger!

"Wow, your room must full of them." Charlie said.

"No, not in my room, I have a separate room for all my toys. I want to show them to Don some day. You and Mita can come too and Alan also." Trixie said.

Charlie made an eye contact at Amita when Trixie called her Mita.

"Well, alright, we'll talk about that later."

"Trixie, when you go back to Don's room, you have to be very quiet you know."

"Why? I want to see Don, where is Don? How come he's not in his room?"

"Trixie, Don is not well, so Doctor Stewart ordered us to be very quiet so that he can rest and let his body heal. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand. Mommy used to get migraines and when she has them, I have to be very, very quiet around the house. So I used to play with Concita in the gardens when Mommy had a migraine." Trixie said.

"Good. Now can we go back?" Charlie asked.

"OK." Trixie got down and held one of Charlie's and one of Amita's hands.
The three of them walked back to Don's room.

The lights were dimmed and it was absolute quiet and Charlie approached Don's bed, he put his hand to his father's shoulder and whispered, "How is he?"

"Sleeping peacefully and hopefully healing nicely." Alan said and Trixie crept up to Alan and Alan lifted her on his lap.

She leaned back to Alan and asked in a very soft voice, "Is Don going to be alright?"

"Yes, my dear, he will be, he will be."

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Megan walked with David to entrance of the hospital to wait for Colby.
Megan sat on the bench by the entrance of the hospital rubbing her head with her fingers.

"Headache?" David asked.

"Headache, heartache for the Eppes, fear for Trixie since I don't know when this Logan will strike again.

He'd seems to be invisible, he managed to get to the hospital twice and twice he managed to attacked the Eppes.

Lucky Trixie was spared. I dare not think what will happen if he had gotten hold of Trixie."

"Do you know she's a very wealthy heiress?" Megan whispered softly,
"I think Logan is after her."

"Now we don't really know what happened in the room, only Don can tell us and it's a 12 hour wait for him to wake up." Megan said.

Then David spied Colby coming in the front door of the hospital.
"Oh, here he comes, let go outside and talk, too many people here…"

The three of them walked to the gardens in front of the hospital. They saw that the patients of the hospital were sitting around the garden, some on benches, some infirm ones were in wheelchairs and there was one on a bed.

Colby commented, "Wow, it's like a therapy session here. So many patients getting a sun tan."

"Colby, they are not getting a 'sun tan', you nincompoop." Megan gave him a light swipe.

"They are taking advantage of the bright morning sun which isn't too hot. It is believed that the sunlight helps to regulate almost all the bodily processes. From the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, sunlight has been shown to increase the sense of well being and improve sleep. It is good and relaxing for the patients.
I, too would like to sit and close my eyes a bit if I had the time."

"Me too, Megan, it's real nice to sit and relax in the morning sun. We never have time to do it." David added.

There was one person in a wheelchair who was very interested in the three of them.
It was an 'old' man with white hair and covered with blankets, sitting in a wheelchair with his head drooping on his chest.

"Come, let's sit here." David said.

"OK, shoot." Colby went straight to the point.

David related the incident to both of them. They listened and did not stop David for questions.

After David had finished, Colby asked, "So you really don't know what the situation was inside the room?"

"No, Don said he called out to me, I was so intent on helping the nurse that I did not hear him. I happened to turn round and I saw that the door was closed. It was at that moment I heard Don's yell.

I dashed in and saw the man throw something at Don. He rushed at me and I was down; boy it was a real tackle and I was caught by surprise.
I took several seconds to get up and started to chase him. I was at the door when I remembered to turn back to look at Don.

Blood, what I saw was blood and it was flowing freeing from his head to the bed. I ran back to him

"You did the right thing, David." Colby said.

"Yea, we were in a similar situation before." David looked at Megan."

"Yes, Don stopped to help me instead of chasing after Crystal Hoyle." Megan said.

"So what happens now?" Colby asked.

"I told Steve to run through the Hospital grounds, Colby, you go on and help him. Call me if anything comes up.

David you go and interview Charlie. I'd like to stay in Don's room for a while.

Please set your phones to vibrate mode. We are not supposed to be in Don's room but Dr. Stewart has allowed it as long as we keep absolutely quiet.
OK all clear, see you all in Don's room, in say an hour's time. "

They both nodded and went their separate ways.

The man in blanket looked up and saw them depart.

As they were approaching Don's room Charlie came out.

"Charlie? What's the matter?"

"I need to talk to you both." Charlie was clearly distressed.

"Charlie, something happened to Don?" Megan asked.

"No, no, no, it's my entire fault, my fault"

"Charlie, Charlie….. Take a deep breath… slowly…OK, tell me what's the matter?" Megan asked patiently.

David pointed to the chairs at the solarium, Megan led Charlie to the side, where the benches were.

"Megan, I, I picked up an ID." Charlie reached for his pocket and gave Megan an ID.
"He was here, he went to see Dr. Chandra before me, I remember someone limping out of the dispensary. Dad was talking to the receptionist and when the nurse called my name, dad went ahead of me and I saw something on the floor, the man dropped it, this ID on the floor.

I looked at it and I thought he looked familiar and I wanted to keep it to show it to you. But I forgot after we went to Don's room. Forgot, Megan, how could I forget such a thing? If I 'd remembered, you would have taken appropriate action and Don would be safe."

It was one of Logan many identities. It was the ID of Mark Shamuels. It was a photo of him much younger, clean-cut and with a clipped mustache.

Megan and David looked at it, "Logan!" both of them said.

"David, did your attacker look something like this? Did you see anyone like this just now?"

"When I came, there was nobody in the corridor except the window cleaner."

Megan and David looked at each other, "Window cleaner!" they both said.

"That must have been him, a window cleaner that nobody paid attention to. He could have been waiting for the right moment to strike." Megan concluded.

"Charlie, what's done is done; even David didn't pay attention to the window cleaner.
It's just one of those things; let's concentrate on how to get him. Now that Logon is going to jail. We won't have to worry about that.

I need to get Don's version but have to wait till he's awake."

"Excuse me." Megan said when he felt her cell going off in her pocket.

"Yes, Colby? Yes? You did, eh no clues? Ok then. Go back to the office first.
We'll get back when we can.

Don should be resting, 12 hours the doctor said. Alright see you then. Thanks."

Megan turned to David, "Colby found some leftover food, drink bottles under the stands in the field. It could be Logan's hideout. No other trace of him. Colby's going back to the office."

"You're going back to the office?"

"Eh eventually, yes, Charlie but after David has taken your statement. Let's get back to the cafeteria."

"Wait, I want to go into Don's room to look at him first." Charlie said.

"Tell you what, David you go and get Charlie's statement and I'll go and check with the staff and see if they have seen Logan, alias Mark Shamuels.
I'll see you in Don's room."

Tbc

Thanks to Mikiss