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A few days later, Dean still hadn't woken up, making Roman worried. Usually a head wound like Dean's usually take a day or two before they wake up, but its been almost a week. The day before, the gash started bleeding again, much to Roman's dismay. He checked it out and realized that the gash somehow opened up again, so Roman made some homemade salve and put it on the gash before re wrapping it again. Dean was running a high fever as a result so Roman patiently got clean, cold water in a bowl with fresh clean rags that he washed earlier and placed it on his forehead in hopes of breaking the fever and stopping the shivers.
"I'm worried Mimi," he says as he gets up and stretches out. "He's been out for almost a week and no sigh of the fever breaking right now. What if he doesn't make it?"
Mimi looks at Roman, who is now pacing back and forth a bit as Dean lays there, no moving, but still breathing. "I can't lose him like this, I am afraid that he won't wake up…" he sighs defeatly as he starts to head outside of the homemade treehouse. Mimi follows closely behind.
Mimi then puts her hands on Roman's shoulder, making him look at her. She signs that Dean will be okay and to have faith that he will come awake at anytime.
"Its hard to do that Mimi, especially since I am still stuck here after 10 years," Mimi huffs offensively, making Roman chuckle with a bit of guilt inside. "You know what I mean, I been trying to have faith, but nothing seems to go right, except for you and your family. I will never be able to replace you in that aspect. I am just worried that this could be more serious than what I can handle and that says a lot."
Mimi snuggles closer knowing that she understood what Roman is saying. He doesn't want to feel like a failure if something should happen to Dean while under his care. "I just hope that salve with olive leaves and lavender helps along with the tree oil. I need for him to be okay"
Mimi signs that she understands and that she hopes the salve works as well. After taking care of Roman all these years, she wants to see Roman happy.
"Thanks Mimi, that flower soup I made a few days ago already went bad, I need to make more, but not sure if I should waste anymore mint leaves and apple blossoms. I think I need to wait until I know he will pull through and at least try to get that fever down a bit. Maybe I can make some lavender apple tea and maybe try to feed it to him to keep him from dehydrating?"
Mimi nods yes as Roman starts to head down the rope to collect the stuff. But before he does, he stops and looks at Mimi, "Please keep an eye on him until I get back, I should be about 15 minutes, okay?" Mimi nods again as Roman decends down the tree.
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15 minutes later, Roman returns as promised with the stuff to make his flower soup and his special drink for Dean. As he walked in, he sees Mimi placing the rag back on Dean's head as the sweat from Dean's face shows.
"He must really be burning up Mimi, this isn't good!" he says as he starts to panic a bit again. Mimi then goes to where Roman is and places her hands on his arm, calming him a bit as she signs that sweating is a good think, sign that the body is trying to fight off the fever and that the salve is starting to so its job since there is no blood coming through the gauge like before.
Roman closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He opens his eyes back up and looks at Mimi more calmly, "Thank you sweet girl, I needed that. I just hate not feeling useful at the moment." Mimi then smacks Roman on the legs and folds her arms across her chest making Roman chuckle but looking down. "I know, I am sorry, just…." He signs as he turns and puts the stuff down on the table that was behind him. He turns about around and looks at Mimi again, "just, I hate feeling like this and I hate that he is so sick from his boat fall. I just want him to feel better is all. It's driving me nuts that we don't have the right stuff to help him, but I hope these healing oils and flowers will do the trick. I would hate for him to not heal properly like his body should."
"ohmmmmm….." a faint noise is heard.
Roman snapped up along with Mimi and sees Dean trying to wither around, but still not waking up. He paces over to where he is and leans down takes the rag off to feel his head. It's starting to cool down some.
"Hey…hey, it's okay, you are safe now. You are safe….." Roman whispers softly as he takes the rag and dips into the cold water again and rinses it out and starts to wipe the sweat away from his face and neck. "I'm here to help you in anyway I can. Hope you can hear me…." He says softly as he continues to wipe away around the face again. He quickly checks the bandage gauge to make sure it was still sealing up.
"hmmm….." Dean said again, but again, he still not opened his eyes and seems to turn his head to the side, which Roman took the rag and wipes that area as well. "Easy Dean, easy….just concentrate on getting better. I am gonna make you some apple blossom tea with some tree oil in it to keep you hydrated, okay?"
Dean didn't respond, but that didn't deter Roman at all. As long as he made some noise, that made him feel a bit better. That was a sign that Dean was still here, but not out of the woods yet.
Roman then re wets the rag and gently turning his head to the other side, he wipes that area as well before straightening his head forward and placing the rag on his head again. Dean's body seems to be cooling down a bit much to Roman's relief. He is hoping that Dean will wake up by the next day.
Mimi signs to Roman that she would gonna go and do somethings with her family which Roman nods and sends her on her way. He doesn't know what he would have done without her honestly, after all these years.
With Mimi gone for the day, that left Roman alone with Dean again. He signs as gets up and heads to the table where the stuff was so that he could start making the tea for Dean to drink. It was a drink he discovered by mistake a couple of years ago when he got really sick from a plant that he come in contact with. He found out it was a tropical beak flower plant that he was allergic too. Mimi found the apple blossom plant nearby and made him get that to see if it would counteract the reaction. He found out it did and since then, has kept the stuff nearby in case he came into contact with it again. So far, he hasn't, but he kept himself on guard to make sure he stays away from it. The tree oil he knew about when he was younger as well as lavender oil and aloe plants. He made sure that he kept his discoveries in his paper he had from his shipwreck so that he had a log of it. He also found a water spring nearby that had fresh water to both drink and to bath with. He handmade a tub so that he didn't swim in it since it was also where he gets his drinking water from. As for food, he found coconuts, berries, edible leaves, fish and tree barks. As much of a eat meater he has always been, he learned to live without meat. He had to rely on other stuff to survive on this island. He had to really learn to trust his instincts and learn how to fend for himself when the monkeys weren't around.
He even learned how to build a treehouse about a week after he got there. He had to chop down branches and trees limbs with is little pocketknife he had and painstakingly cut and wrapped tree ropes in a stable branch high in the trees. It took about two to three weeks to complete the way he wanted it to. Wasn't nothing fancy, but he did love the fact that he was able to build a bed and tables with chairs out of coconuts barks. He even found the small radio on his boat that only had a couple of music stations to listen to as long as the antenna worked and no clouds covering his area. It's a struggle at times, but when he did get music, it calmed him and made him less stressful about his surroundings.
As much as he misses his family and friends, it really wasn't as bad as it seems. But he does get lonely for companionship at times. He always wanted a guy that he could love and cherish and maybe even a couple of kids. But that seems to be out of reach. As he looks over at Dean still laying there, he knows that it most likely won't happen. It's a heartache he doesn't want to have. For now, he will just deal with him being there until he is well enough to leave….which he hopes he doesn't as selfish as it sounds.
Roman rubs his face as he sighs quietly. He knows he needs to start on this drink if he wants Dean to get to feeling better. So he turns back to the table and starts to take the stuff out of the makeshift bowl. He then proceeds to make the drink and the soup so that it will be ready…..
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"You don't belong here Dean, you need to go back…." A voice said as Dean stood there, not moving.
"Wha….what? Mom?" he asked in shock as he stood on some sort of rock hill facing the woman who he lost years earlier along with his dad from the devastating car crash that claimed their lives.
"Hey baby…" she says softly as she approaches Dean on top of the hill. "You can't be here, it's not your time baby. You need to go back."
"Mom….I….I don't want to go back. Please let me stay here with you and dad. Please…" he whispers as the tears starts to flow down his face. His mother gently touches his face to wipe the tears falling as he closes his eyes to her touch. Oh how he misses her touch everyday.
"Baby, you can't stay here. It's isn't your time. You still have a long ways before you come back here. You need to go back."
"But why? Why don't you and dad want me here with you? I misses you too much! I don't want to leave mom…please!" he fights back the tears and anger that was threatening to fall and show. He misses his parents and didn't want to leave them again. It was hard enough after graduation. His heart broken and has never been put back together.
His mother smiles sadly as she puts her hand in his and had him sit down with her. "Deanie," she said in the nickname that Dean adored, "it's not that your dad and I want you here with us, it's that there is other things you have to do before your time is up. And this isn't the time. Especially since there is someone that is waiting for you to return to them. Someone that will end up having your heart. Someone that you will end up loving in that world."
But mom, Corbin isn't…."
"It isn't Corbin baby, it's someone else. Someone whose been taking care of you since your boating accident. He's been taking care of you for the past few days now. He seems to really care a lot about you and been doing everything he can to make sure you heal right."
"Huh? Who? And why didn't you guys stop the weather so I wouldn't have that boating accident? Especially if you didn't want me with you!" he yelled but immediately regretted it when he saw his mother's face fall a bit. "I'm…I'm sorry mom, I shouldn't have done that, please forgive me!" he said as he grabbed his mother and hugged her tightly. Oh how he missed her hugs and her smells….he missed her so much.
Jane wrapped her arms around Dean and hugged him back as she kissed the top of his head. It's okay baby….I understand your frustrations, but everything happens for a reason. Just know that my reason will be explained shortly I just want you to be happy in your life. You deserve it baby."
"I'll try, I just….its been hard without you guys here with me, sharing my accomplishments and my dreams. I love you mom…. I miss you!" he said as he wipes the tears again as he holds his mom closer.
"I love you too Deanie. Trust me, your father and I sees what you have done every day. You may not see us, but know that we are always with you in here." She points to his heart as she smiles at him. "Time to go back. Your dad and I will be watching you from up here, so you are never alone, okay?"
Dean nods as he closes his eyes while in his mother's arms as heads back to the place unknown to him. He has no idea what is waiting for him, but he knows he can trust his mother's instincts so he will just have to wait and see.
"There, I got you my drink made so I hope that I can get you to drink this a bit so you don't get sicker than you already are." Roman said to Dean as he bends down by him. He gently lifts Dean's head and places the cup to Dean's lips and slowly let the liquid flow into his mouth. He watches as Dean's throat starts to move indicating that he is swallowing as Roman's pours making him happy inside. Dean may not be awake, but him swallowing the tea is a sign that he is improving a bit more and that makes Roman sigh in relief. As long as it keeps him hydrated, he is happy. "That's it Dean, nice and slow for me," As he continues to raise the cup a little. He doesn't want to overdo it so he stops midway and lays his head back down and slowly wipes his mouth after setting the cup down beside him. "Hope that starts to help you Dean, to get to feeling better," he whispers as he sits back and watches and prays for Dean's recovery. He hopes that Dean will soon open those pretty eyes of his.
A/N: Hope ya'll like this chapter! Let me know what ya'll think! : )
