The next time Ethan came to he could instantly tell that there was someone else in the room with him. And this time, he guessed that it wasn't his dead brother's ghost.
"Rox?" He didn't know why he asked for her. Clearly he was still behind bars. And clearly, well, clearly she wasn't.
"Not even close." The familiar voice shook him from his thoughts and he shot into a sitting position.
Will Campbell was here. Clearly nothing good could come from this.
"What do you want Will?" He didn't need this man to see him like this. He already thought he was cracked enough.
"A General Cohn called me." Ethan sighed. That bastard. "Said you were a little, off…"
"Fucker." Ethan dragged his hands over his face. He wondered how long he had been here. He just wanted to get out.
He wanted to go find Rox and hold her in his arms and tell her that he loved her. He didn't need all this drama in his life. He just wanted to go get his girl and go home.
"My thoughts exactly." Campbell let out a chuckle and Ethan shook his head.
"Get me out of here." He knew Campbell had absolutely no power whatsoever. Why he asked for his help he didn't understand.
"No can do." The other man moved closer, his hands gripping the bars gently as he eyed him from the other side.
"I need to get to Rox." He whispered. The last person he wanted to be vulnerable in front of was Will Campbell. The director of the ER. The chief of surgery. The man with no emotions.
"She's resting Ethan." He snapped his eyes toward him. He hated that this man had gotten to see Rox. His Rox. And yet he was trapped here.
"She's awake?" He jumped to his feet.
If she was awake she would need him. Desperately. He just knew it.
"She's in and out of it." Will's voice was calm. Reassuring almost.
Ethan didn't know what to make of it. He had never seen this side of the man before. He was used to him yelling and barking orders and telling Ethan off. He was never one to be concerned about others.
"Is she okay?" He just needed to know that she was alright. That she was breathing and alive and that she was hanging on for him.
"She's asking for you." The words were a stab through the heart. She needed him. And he wasn't there. He had failed her.
"I need to see her." He choked out. He could feel the tears threatening to fall. He could almost hear his brother's words in the back of his head. He was so in love with her and it was killing him.
"We're working on getting you out." Ethan wondered who the hell 'we' was. Because right now all he saw was Campbell. And he sure as hell didn't look like he was fighting to get him out.
Hell, the man probably enjoyed seeing him behind bars.
"Will, please." He was begging now. He didn't care anymore. His heart was breaking in his chest. He needed her. "You have to help me out."
"We're trying Ethan." He reached forward and patted his arm gently.
"Is she alone?" He just prayed that she wasn't awake, and alone. That she wasn't hurting.
"Her aunt is with her." He let out a breath.
"Thank God." He couldn't contain his tears any longer and they fell down his face freely. He felt his hands starting to shake.
"I'm gonna go check on her." And with that the other man was gone. And Ethan was left alone with his thoughts once more.