4- Hospital Visits
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Impatiently, Cole tapped his foot on the floor. Normally, he was patient, (it was in his element, after all) but not today. Nya was hurt, and he wanted-no, needed-to see her. The other ninja were stationed throughout Ninjago and would be here soon. When Cyrus had called him, he had been the closest.
He banged the back of his head against the wall. The other people in the waiting room shot him an annoyed look. He hadn't been this fidgety since...a while ago.
His mind wandered to what had happened. If someone had touched her...oh, they'd have hell to pay.
"Nya Smith?"
Cole immediately stood. The nurse gave him a smile that could've been made out of plastic.
"Please, follow me."
He was led to a small room. Stepping inside and closing the door behind him, he turned to see Nya on the bed, flashing a small smile. She was dressed in hospital gown that showed off her thighs, or, one of them, as the other was enveloped in a cast that covered her whole leg.
"Hey, big guy." she whispered as he took her hand. He gave it a light squeeze.
"Hey, cutie." he responded. "How are you doing?"
"It hurts like hell." she responded.
He frowned. "What happened?"
She sighed. "I was training with one of Cyrus Borg's nindroids, but one glitched. I tried to jump over it, but it grabbed my leg and pulled it in the wrong direction." She shuddered at the memory.
Cole's brow knitted together in concern. "I'm sorry, love. I'll be the first one to sign your cast when we get home!" He announced, making Nya giggle.
"Where are the others? Still on station duty?" She asked. Their hands remained interlocked.
Cole nodded. "They'll be here soon. But for now, you're stuck with me." He shrugged.
Nya smiled, bringing her hand to his cheek. He closed his eyes and smiled, pressing his own hand to hers, enjoying the warmth of it spread across his cheek. He kissed her palms and knuckles.
She pulled him to her, wrapping her arms around his neck. She kissed him, feeling him smile against her lips. Gently and slowly so he wouldn't hit her injured leg, he sat next to her. She used his chest as a pillow.
"Is this okay?" He asked.
She nodded. The two laid there in silence for a while.
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A white rectangle filled with white light streaked his black vision. Slowly, he opened his eyes, squinting at the bright light. Gradually, his surrounding focused into one picture. Cole looked around.
He was in a hospital room, lying on a bed. He had tubes attached to his chest and a plastic band around his wrist. He tried to move his head, but it screamed in pain.
He moaned, and felt a hand on his forehead.
"Don't move, love. You fell and hit your head really hard. Now you have a severe concussion." The hand moved down to his cheek, and the shadow moved into detail.
Nya hovered over him with a worried expression on her face.
"Nya? Damn. What happened?"
"You were training, and you slipped. You hit your head on the ground really hard." She bit her lip.
"Oh. Well, then," he enveloped her hand in his and gave it a squeeze, "when can we go home?"
She smiled softly. "Within the next few hours."
Cole groaned, but Nya silenced him with a kiss. He instantly stopped and returned it.
They pulled apart and touched foreheads. Her hands were cold, so he squeezed them and held them to his heart. She could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat under the fabric.
"The doctor said you're not allowed to look at any screens for a week. So basically no electronics and no thinking for a week. Your brain needs to heal." Nya stated, gently poking his forehead.
Cole sighed. This would be a long week.
"Man!" Cole said. "But he didn't say we couldn't kiss."
He was interrupted by the door being open and the others pouring in.
"There goes our peace and quiet." Nya muttered.