Secret Lover

And Action!

Mr. Jean-Pierre Delmas ran through the hospital doors. He went straight to the front desk and demanded to know about his wife's condition. Soon a doctor came to speak to him and saw a panicked man in an expensive Armani suit.

"Mr. Delmas your wife has been stabilized but she's in a medically induced coma," the doctor said.

"What, med….I don't understand," Mr. Delmas responded.

"My name is Dr. Francois Michael and I'm saying that your wife has been placed in a coma to save her life," Dt. Michael explained slowly, "were you informed about her stroke?"

"Yes, I found messages and called my brother and daughter," Mr. Delmas said, "will she wake up?"

"It's too soon to tell," Dr. Michaels said frankly, "but we'll be watching her closely, she's not brain dead and her organs aren't in failure," he stated, "so that's good news for now," he told Mr. Delmas.

"Thank you doctor," Mr. Delmas said gratefully, "I know it's nearly 4 a.m. but can I see her?"

"Of course, your daughter's there with a medical aide," Dr. Michael said.

"An aide, not relatives?" Mr. Delmas asked puzzled.

"Your daughter wanted to be alone with her," Dr. Michael said, "my colleagues convinced her to have the aide present on standby."

"For what?" Mr. Delmas asked suspiciously since he was just told his wife was stable.

"Sometimes family members do things in the face of such a sudden family tragedy…" Dr. Michaels started, "it's happened before Mr. Delmas, please don't be mad, it's for the good of the patient."

"That you think my daughter would murder her mother!" Mr. Delmas exploded, "why would that anger me?" he asked sarcastically.

"You have to calm down sir," Dr. Michael said seriously and a few guards started walking up from near by.

Mr. Delmas blanched.

"Ok, I'm calm," Mr. Delmas conceded, "I'm ready doctor," he said a few minutes later.

"Nurse Mason will take you to your wife's room," Dr. Michael said and a huge male walked up.

He looks like an angry orderly, Mr. Delmas thought, great, he must be insurance in case I freak out again.

"Follow me," Nurse Charlie Mason said and Mr. Delmas obeyed.

As soon as he reached inside Sissi ran to him.

"Daddy!" Sissi cried as she hugged him, "where were you?"

"Business," Mr. Delmas said hugging her close, "is anyone else here?" he asked.

"Aunt Harriet and her special group," Sissi said distastefully, "members of your family and a few co-workers," she listed.

Mr. Delmas sighed. Harriet Thomas was his sister-in-law and she was among the group of family members on his wife's side who believed he was cheating. It had gotten so bad that even Sissi had to take sides. She chose her father.

"Ok, can I borrow the seat you put next to your mother?" Mr. Delmas asked graciously and Sissi accepted.

"Get better soon mom," Sissi said kissing the unconscious woman on the forehead.

Mr. Delmas sat down and looked at the once vibrant woman who was also his wife. Now she had machines surrounding her to help keep her alive. Her breathing seemed normal but there all sorts of tubes including ones to help feed her on a timely basis.

Mrs. Delmas was in her fifties and had mostly natural grey hair that she always dyed to keep it it's once dark brunette. She had lines on her face, neck and arms. Her light skin looked even paler and her small figure even more so covered from her chest down by a light blue sheet. Her arms were visible and still by her side.

"Darling," Mr. Delmas said taking her hand, "please, please get better," he begged, "me, our daughter, all of our family and friends want you to get well."

Tears flowed freely down his cheeks. He couldn't imagine losing her this way. No matter what she was his wife, his longtime friend and the mother of their beautiful daughter Elizabeth who always insisted on being called 'Sissi.' He could never understand why that name appealed to her.

"You bastartd!" a voice screamed from the door.

Everyone inside – including the female aide who sat in the far corner- turned to see Aunt Harriet. A black haired pudgy woman approaching forty had to be held back by two male family members. She was red faced and livid as she struggled against her captors. She even growled.

Sissi recovered first and nearly stormed over to the door except that her father grabbed her arm.

"Get out of here!" Sissi ordered, "mom told you to let this go, my dad's not a cheater."

Aunt Harriet laughed. Your mother's too kind to tell you the truth. He's either screwing some new pet or someone from his school!"

"Harriet please…" Mr. Delmas started.

"Don't you dare talk to me!" Harriet roared, "you're a dead man if she doesn't make it!" she shouted as she was dragged away with the now added help of a returning Nurse Mason, "a dead man Jean-Pierre!"

Mr. Delmas held his chest and closed his eyes. He swore every time he saw Harriet he was made ten steps closer to a major heart attack. Sissi rushed forward and hugged her father.

"I know you're not that kind of man," Sissi said kindly, "you'd never hurt mom like that, our family."

"Of course not," Mr. Delmas said hugging her back.

Later that day at Kadic, Yumi walked over to Herve during lunch.

"Have you heard from Sissi?" Yumi asked, "everybody's worried about her mom," she added.

"I got a text, her mom's stable but in a coma," Herve responded.

"You could send flowers," Nicolas piped up, "what?" he asked when he got surprised stares.

"That's not a bad idea," Aelita said from behind Yumi, "sorry, I wanted to know how Sissi and her dad was."

"I guess he's fine," Nicolas said confused, "but he's not going to talk to us, try a teacher."

"I'll do that," Aelita said, "and um….where could I send a gift Nicolas, a get well card or so forth?" she asked.

"To the hospital or their house," Herve spoke up, "but you're not a close friend, Sissi might object."

"Then I'll send it to her father, the headmaster," Aelita said brightly, "he's not going to object," she declared, "bye and thanks," she said then hurried over to Jim who was patrolling the cafeteria.

"Think she's really concerned about Sissi?" Herve asked nastily as he turned to Nicolas.

"What's your problem?" Yumi asked still there.

"My prob…why are you still here?" Herve responded, "why don't you hop off like your charming little friend there?"

"Screw you," Yumi said and walked away.

What the hell is his problem? Yumi thought, and his attitude towards Aelita was so unnecessary. Should she drop dead from sadness, she hardly knows Sissi other than the girl's a prat.

Chapter Completed

Sorry for the late update. I got a virus and had to spend days trying to get my files back. You readers are really enjoying this story. Hope this latest chapter leaves you satisfied but hoping for more. Enjoy and remember to review.