Me: Welcome to Chapter Fourteen!
Nova: So happy!
Antauri: (smirks.) Who isn't happy in the team today?
Gibson: I'm sure the readers can guess what's going on today.
Me: Yeah. I sorta gave them a hint in The Monkey Team Castaways…
Sprx: (Gives me a evil look and takes out his magnets. I run away.) Get back here you little shrimp!
Me: (Faces Sprx.) Who you calling a shrimp, Pinky?
Sprx: I'M RED, NOT PINK!
Antauri: (Steps in between us.) Stop this non-sense!
Gibson: Aunna doesn't own SRMTHFG.
Otto: Read and Review! (Sprx and I get past Antauri and start throwing punches.) Hey! Stop that! (Rest of the monkey team gang up on us.)
Me: HELP!
Chapter Fourteen: Coming Home
"How much longer?" I asked.
"Two minutes Nova," Gibson said with a sigh. "Now could you please stop squirming in your seat?"
"I'll try," I said. Two minutes, I thought to myself. Two minutes and we'll at the hospital. Two minutes and my baby will be in my arms. Two minutes. Two minutes and our family will be whole again,
"We're here!" Gibson shouted. I hoped out the car we had bought earlier in the week and ran for the hospital, Antauri, Sprx, and Otto hot on my tail while Gibson laughed behind us.
The last time we saw Chiro was at Daniel's funeral. He was in a leg cast, an arm cast, and his head was bandaged. Doctor Wilder stood by his side, being a crutch and something for emotional support too.
We had talked to Chiro and Doctor Wilder for a while and Doctor Wilder had told us Chiro would be coming home in a week. We had been so excited. The only person more excited then me was Antauri.
When we came into the waiting room the receptionist gave us a evil look. I ignored it and looked for the doctor and my baby. I didn't see them. "Where are they?" I asked.
"Where are who?" the receptionist asked.
"Doctor Wilder and Chiro Hyperforce," Antauri said. "The doctor said he would be able to go home today,"
"One moment," the receptionist said. She pushed a button on the intercom. "Doctor Wilder please report to the waiting room. The Hyperforces are here for Chiro Hyperforce,"
"I'll be there momentarily," Doctor Wilder said.
He came into the waiting room a moment later, a shivering bundle in his arms. I looked at the bundle and saw Chiro's little face. I let out a surprised shriek at the same time as Otto. "Kid!" Sprx shouted.
"What happened?" Antauri asked.
"He's okay Antauri," Doctor Wilder said. "He's just been having an on-and-off fever. He should be fine in a couple of days under Gibson's excellent care," Doctor Wilder gave Gibson a little look of approval and recognition and Gibson blushed. "Just make sure he doesn't get up very often," Doctor Wilder said. "I should tell you about Chiro's problem too…"
"What problem?" I asked.
"Chiro refuses to eat," Doctor Wilder said. "At first I thought it was a cause of depression. But I noticed that, two days after the funeral, when Chiro ate he would gag. I did a x-ray and saw that something was stuck inside his throat. I can't get it out. This is where Gibson becomes more handy then normal. I can't get to it because my hand is to big to fit in Chiro's mouth. But your monkey hands are small enough to fit. I think Gibson can get it out without having to do some sort of surgery. You up to it Gibson?"
We all looked at Gibson. He looked shocked and amazed at the same time. "Of course I'm up to it.!" Gibson shouted. "Getting a foreign object out of the throat will be difficult to maneuver but I know I can do it!"
"That's the way Gibson!" Sprx shouted.
"Way to go Gib!" Otto shouted. "You be careful," Antauri warned, showing his claws a little.
I hugged Gibson. "Do your best," I whispered. "And try not to hurt him please. He's in enough pain as it is,"
"I'll try," Gibson said. I let go of him and Doctor Wilder, Chiro, and Gibson went to the emergency room to get the object out of Chiro's throat. The rest of us took a seat in the waiting room, much to the receptionist's displeasure.
After two hours of sitting, yelling at Sprx to knock it off, and pacing with Antauri, Gibson emerged from the double doors. In his arms, to my pleasure, was Chiro. Doctor Wilder walked behind them. "The Kid's okay!" Sprx shouted.
"Correct Sprx," Gibson said. He looked ready to pass out. Antauri walked up to Gibson and took Chiro incase Gibson did pass out.
"I don't think either you or Chiro will be eating for a little while," Doctor Wilder said, looking at Gibson. Gibson gave him a small smile and joined us.
"Let's go home," Gibson said. Few hours later…
"Your it!" Chiro yelled at Sprx.
"I'm going to get you!" Sprx yelled back. Chiro let out a little scream of joy and fear and ran away from the red monkey chasing him. Antauri soon joined the game and they had fun trying to catch the fastest monkey on the team.
I sighed and smiled. Chiro seemed as active as ever. But the fact that he had been shivering earlier had me on full alert. Chiro could easily collapse from exhaustion. I worried about him. "Nova," Gibson said.
"What's up Gibson?" I asked.
"Do you want to know what was in his throat?" Gibson asked.
"Sure," I said, expecting it to be no big deal.
"It was a bottle of ethyl," Gibson said. "It's used in gasoline. Someone put it in his throat and expected the bottle to crack and release the ethyl. It's extremely deadly. Doctor Wilder was shocked. We think someone broke into the hospital and tried to kill Chiro,"
I gasped. Someone had tried to kill Chiro. I swear my heart broke.
Outside, unknown to us, sat a women in a tree. Tears were in her eyes. "My poor Chiro," she whispered. "My poor baby boy…"