Grace's P.O.V
It's hard to sleep with constant burble of chat, of machines that chink with every breath you take and every steady rhythm of thuds your heart creates. When I finally do sleep,it is dreamless just immense darkness that somehow feels strangely familiar. I awake to the same noises I fell asleep to but I have no idea where I am,Tom is by my side "hi again" he smiles " You've been asleep for ages" he notes but I feel as though I've only been asleep a few seconds, nausea fills at the pit of my stomach as I become more conscious "did you have a nightmare? You were wouldn't stop kicking, I was scared" Tom jokes. "Where am I?" I ask dazzled by the unfamiliar surroundings "You're in hospital ,mum and dad are on their way" he tells me, I'm so confused."Why?" I ask trying to remove the oxygen tap that is inserted into my nose ,Tom places his hands on my bandaged ones "don't" he breaks to me gently "you were in an accident, you banged your head" he continues I look at my arms, my biceps are bounded with neat bandages, I touch them lightly "was anyone else hurt?" I ask as I stretch my arms outwards examining them curiously."Yes,but they're going ok"Tom replies as I trace my IV line, I simply nod bewildered by this room, out of the corner of which a door opens and a female doctor slides through the gap "Hi Grace, can you remember who I am?" She asks me, I look to Tom for assistance but he looks at me expectantly "it's ok, I'm Sam, I'm a doctor here,lets sit you up" she says adjusting the top of the trolley,I slide downwards from the force despite my best attempts to stay up,I'm simply too tired. "We're going to move you somewhere a bit more quiet, you're not feeling sick,or dizzy,double vision,anything out of the ordinary?" Sam asks, I feel a bit queasy but it's nothing too bad so I simply shake my head but as I do so I realise I do feel a bit lightheaded, it's probably just being tired I tell myself."Great" Sam says as she detaches me from monitors, releases the break and pushes me away to another ward named CDU,the drip dangling precariously above my head,which is reeling with every push my head throbs harder,but finally I am parked next to a bed where Tom scoops me as if I weigh nothing and lowers me to the next bed ,I feel my head flop onto the pillow,I fight to keep my eyes open and the darkness away but I keep quiet because I hate fuss,always have.
Tom's P.O.V
Once Sam and I settle Grace into CDU, I leave her to rest ,Sam's idea ,not mine. "Our parents will be here in about an hour, brace yourself for some screaming" I joke shakily. "They can't blame you for something you had no control of Tom" Sam attempts reassuringly but she doesn't know our mum and dad,love them I do but Grace is still their baby,they've always been fiercely protective of her. I follow Sam around like a lost puppy as she does her rounds, I haven't been alone all day,the thought of it terrifies me, my thoughts may eat me alive, I trudge round cubicles,even take a few bloods,passing the time idly.
I see Sam scrolling on the computer,her eyes narrowing,this panics me, as I sidle up to Sam I try nonchalantly to see whose scan it is "it's Grace's,before you even try" Sam states in a monotone ,she zooms in on the scan, this adds to my panic "Sam what's wrong" I say,my voice high pitched as I try to crane my head over her shoulder, she turns to me,her eyes soft,it fills me with dread ,that look "I think there is a bleed" Sam mutters. She tries to catch my hand as I stomp towards to CDU but I simply shake her off. I break into a run,barely able to contain my worry.
Sam's P.O.V
I try to catch up with Tom,but he's faster than me,by the time I reach him he just stands in front of Grace's bed. I stand beside him, we stare into the cubicle, a cubicle that only contains a bed, an empty bed. Grace has vanished.