A/N: I apologize for both the delay and shortness of this chapter. Things have been quite busy lately and I haven't had much time.
William worked through the night, getting up and checking on the redhead. He was starting to become concerned and it showed at the times he wanted it to. He was currently cleaning the injury and rebandaging it, though it showed some signs of healing, it wasn't doing it fast enough. He knew he'd have to take him to the hospital to ensure that he would actually have a chance to heal without infection, but also to see what other damage was done.
With a sigh, he gently woke the redhead. "Grell? I'm going to take you to the hospital." He said when he saw the other open his eyes.
Grell blinked, looking up at the other. "What do you mean?"
"I want to be sure that you heal right and don't have any lasting effect from it. I don't have what is needed to do that here."
Grell shook his head. "I don't want to."
"I'm not giving you a choice." William replied then picked him up, wincing at the sounds of pain that came from the redhead. "You have a better chance for survival at the hospital, Grell."
"I'm fine, Will." He replied, looking towards him slightly from the position that he was in from being picked up.
William shook his head. "No, you aren't." He replied, carrying the other out of the house then creating a portal to the hospital, ignoring Grell's sounds of protest.
Grell tried to squirm out of William's grip, not wanting to be in the hospital. He didn't even know how long he'd have to be in for. When he finally managed it, he got out of the hold, wincing when he fell on his ass. He got to his feet and shook his head, putting a hand on the wall to support himself, ignoring the feel of the pain coming from his back. He hissed when his hair made contact with a part of the wound that had come unbandaged. He flinched, looking around quickly before running away from William.
William had tried to keep a grip on the other, blinking when the other had managed to get out of it. He watched the other and noticed that the injury was indeed hurting the redhead, though the other wouldn't dare show it. His eyes widened when Grell had decided to run. "Dammit, Grell!" He said then chased after him. He didn't think the other would get that far before anything caught up to him. He needed a way to stop the other and keep him from hurting himself or making the injury worse. When he got closer to the fleeing redhead, William jumped out and tackled the other to the ground, wincing at the shriek that followed.
Grell hadn't expected William to jump on him so it took him by surprise when he felt the other's body hit his own. When it did, he couldn't help but let out a shriek of pain since the other had landed on his back. He struggled when the other tried to restrain him, trying to keep his back from the cool tiles since all it did was cause more pain. "GET OFF ME!" He shouted in a pained voice.
William just looked at the other before grabbing his arm and pulling him up. "You're staying here or else."
Grell brushed himself off and looked at William, tilting his head, wondering what he would do or threaten. "Or else what?"
"You're staying here until you heal or else you'll never see your Death Scythe again." He answered, dragging Grell back to the hospital area.
Grell blinked, shaking his head. "You can't be serious!"
"I am very serious." He replied when they got back to the hospital wing then checked Grell in. "You're not in any shape to complain or refuse. Unless, of course, you want to die." He replied, watching the redhead.
Grell bit his lip then went in without any further complaint. Two things he didn't want and wasn't ready for, death and losing his scythe. He stopped by the counter and looked back at William. "I'll only do this if you stay with or visit me." He replied thoughtfully, keeping his green gaze on the other.
"Fine, but, you have to stay there." He replied, walking with the other then watching as the nurses took the redhead back then sighed. "Keep me updated on his condition." He said to one of the nurses. "We will do our best." She said then left to help treat the redhead.
William didn't really want to leave, but he had to so he could finish up the back logged paperwork. Instead, he left to get the papers and returned, deciding to just do them in the waiting room. Half an hour later, he jumped, hearing a shriek come from inside where they had taken Grell. He ignored it for the moment since he wouldn't be able to know anything unless a doctor had come out to tell him. He sighed then adjusted his glasses before returning to his work.