Hello all, hope I didn't make you wait to long. I promise you'll enjoy, also I'm going to be trying hence the word trying to update every third day, I know It sounds a little crazy but I got a lot of ideas for the coming chapters, so I should hopefully be able to do this for you :0) Am I nice or what XD !!! Thank you all for your constant support. Thank yous go you to MissNitsGirl for her review, I think Patrick is very cute confused too, TheMentalistRules for not only reviewing, and saying that is was a great so far, but also adding me in their Favorite stories, and putting me in their favorite author's, thank you Nick!!! :0) Also thank yous go to Jissbon-Sessed for her review, and for thinking that it was awsome chapter, and to Koezh for thinking it was an awsome chapter!!!!! Yay, thank you all so much!!!! I favorite word is now awsome!! XD Happy reading, oh some medical stuff is yucky just thought I let you know, but not all of it. Anyway, here we go.....:0)
Teresa could not believe what Grace was telling her. "Do what?!" Exclaiming Teresa, jolting poor Patrick from his short nap. "Oh, I'll call you back Grace I woke up Patrick, I check with you as soon as possible." "Okay boss, tell him we all say hi, and we are thinking of him." "I will Grace, I talk to you later bye." "Bye." As their conversation ended she softly spoke to Patrick. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." "I'm okay, I think." "Go back to sleep." "Your not leaving are you?" "Of course not, why would I leave you?" He sounded so out it, it was hard to believe that the first time he woke up he was more coherent, it scared her a little. "I just thought I'd ask was all." "Oh, well no, I not leaving you." "Teresa, my head hurts." "I'll call the doctor in here." "No." He grabbed her hand and held it tightly to his chest. "I'm okay, really." Teresa was not all that convinced. "Please just keep doing what your doing, that really feels nice." She continued to run her fingers through his hair as he fell asleep. She turned his head a little to make him a little more comfortable when she noticed something she hadn't felt before, there was a big lump on the back of his head, she suddenly noticed that she was wet, when she moved his head a little more, she saw why, he wasn't bleeding, not a lot anyway, but it was infection coming out. "Oh no."
She realized that he had fell back to sleep. She gently moved her hand to reach the call button and calmly told them want she had found, she told them to come in quietly because she didn't want to scare him. As Dr. McKinny entered the room with nurse Becky, Patrick was sturring.
"Teresa, my head hurts." "I know that's why their in here." "Well hello again, let me take a look at your head." Teresa explained everything to them when he was still asleep. Teresa began to slowly ease out of bed, when he grabbed her, still shaking, even harder than before. "No Teresa, please don't leave me!!" Her heart broke, he was crying, begging her not to leave him. "Patrick, I'm not going anywhere, I just want to give the doctor more room was all." "Actually dear your just fine, I'll just come around to where you are." Teresa was in back of Patrick, a pile of pillows behind her that his nice nurses had brought her. He had his head on her tummy, his shoulders in her lap, and she had her left leg stretched out long ways in the bed, while her right one was curled up. Her right hand remained in his hair, while her left one he was holding on to. He held it tightly over his heart.
"Hmmm, the paramedics didn't tell me anything about a head wound, otherwise I would have found this sooner." "I didn't notice it either, until a couple moments ago." "Well fist of all I want a CT scan right away nurse." "Yes sir, right away." "Okay sweetie, were going traveling again, okay." All Patrick said was "hmm." As the nurse started to get the equipment ready, Teresa began to move slowly away from his bed. "Please Teresa, don't, don't leave me!!" She had managed to get half way out this time. "Listen to me, I'm not leaving you, were just going to go down the hall and your going to have some tests done, that's all, I promise you, I'll be right beside you the whole time, I promise Patrick, you can trust me."
She gave him a soft peck on his cheek. He looked quite rough, she only hoped and prayed that all would be well, but she was terrified. "Okay here we go." Nurse Becky replied. While they rolled him out of his room, she had his hand, he just stared at her, with innocent eyes. She looked at him and smiled, while the other hand stroked his hair. She didn't understand how, but it seemed to sooth him.
"Okay here we are Patrick, nurse help me move him and we'll get started." Patrick did not want to let Teresa go, but he had too. "It's okay she can stay." With that he smiled, gosh he looked so weak, she hated seeing him like this. They transferred him in the other bed, laying him down gently upon it. The test would see if there was any brain damage. As they rolled him him, Teresa noticed he was getting upset, so she gently rubbed his foot, giving him reasurance that she was there with him. He was now laying slightly on his side. So they could get a good look at it.
"Well this is very interesting." What the test showed up was a piece of mental about one inch and a half long and about the same size width in in the shape of a triangle. "Oh my gosh, that must have happen when he fell." Teresa said. "This would also explain the seizure he had yesterday." They pulled him back out slowly, and moved him back in his bed. "Okay son, your coming with me to the OR, and where gonna get that thing out of your head." "Teresa, please." "I'll be waiting Patrick, I promise I'll be the first thing you see when you wake up." She leaned down to kiss his for head. "How long will the surgery be doctor?" "Well, no longer than an hour, you can stay in the waiting room there, and as soon as I am done, I will come and get you." "Thank you." "Your welcome dear." And with that they wheeled him away.
She decided this was the perfect time to call Grace. "Hey Grace." "Hey boss, I was just getting ready to call you, how's Patrick doing?" "Well they found a piece of mental in his scalp, he is in the operating room right now getting ready for the surgery to remove it." "Oh my." "Yes, I know." "Look, I want you to go by the crime scene again, see if you can find anything else there that would match what Patrick hit his head on." "Okay boss, no problem, oh by way, I looked in your locker, there is nothing there, so I rounded you up some things, I'll drop them off to you on our way to the crime scene." "Thank you Grace." "Your welcome boss, bye." "Bye."
Well waiting seemed like forever, she had to get rid of these clothes, his blood on her, on them, she already knew she was going to throw them away. She didn't need any reminders of that day. It had been one day and a half. It seemed so long, and she couldn't quite figure out why he was acting so differently to her, she knew they were close, but crying because he was afraid of her leaving him? It didn't make any sense.
Finally Grace arrived, with some clothes. "Hey boss." "Hey Grace." "How you holding up?" "He's here, I'm okay." She nodded she knew what her boss meant. "Well I hope your not mad at me for this but Patrick's locker is next to yours, so I grabbed some of his stuff, will that be okay?" "Sure." "She felt her tears and tried to hold them back. Grace had brought her his blue and white striped shirt, a pair of his gray sweatpants, and a pair of his boxers. The hospital provided the soap and shampoo, and a pair of socks,even slippers, she wasn't picky, she just wanted a shower, to be clean. What Grace did find in her locker that she hadn't told her was she found her a extra bra in there for her to put on. "Thank you Grace." "Your welcome boss, I better get going the guys are already ahead of me, I'll call you as soon as I find anything." "Thank you again Grace." "Your welcome again." They gently squeezed each others hand, and Grace was on her way.
Teresa went running to the nurses station, they told her were the shower area was and she was off.
Meanwhile back in the OR, nurse Becky was carefully checking all of the equipment that was connected to Patrick. They had already knocked him out. His vitals were very strong. She pulled the old sheet off of him, bathed him once again before turning him on his side. She bathed him all over, knowing it would make him feel a lot better being fresh when he woke up. This time she began to gently wash his hair, when she nearly got sick. "Oh my, doctor!!" "Yes nurse, is he okay?!" "Uh, well you need to see this." "Oh my, yes it looks pretty nasty, I need to get in there as soon as your done." "Yes doctor, I'll just be a few more minutes." She was stunned, in all her 20 years of nursing she had never scene anything this disgusting before, and she had scene a heck of a lot. She gently to began to wash his hair, hoping that the scent of the infection would leave with it. After she was done she gently dried his hair, and then he got a haircut. Nothing any one would really notice. It was cut really short all over the back of his head, being very careful not to hit the wound. She gently rinsed his head and she changed her gloves.
"Okay doctor he's ready." "Very good nurse, okay lets see here." Once again he had the monitor on so he could see were it was and how deep it was in his scalp. "Alright, well there it is, I'm going to make the cut about two inches down, okay and there we have that" As he cut into Patrick's scalp the infection started to ooze out out of him. He gently eased the mental out of his scalp and placed it in a little clear dish, so he could give it to Teresa after they were done with Patrick. He thought it would probably help. It was pretty deep, more flowed out. "Okay nurse, I'm going to make another cut, across this time so I can see more inside his wound, there is a lot of infection in here." As he cut more continued to pour out, and the smell was something else altogether. "Well lets see here, no serious damage done inside that I can see, I want to flush out the wound, that will clear out all of the infection." "Yes doctor." The nurse started handing him what he needed for this proseagure. He gently opened the wound up more, and began to flush it out. Almost immediately the wound was clear. "Okay now there is a lot of swelling, I'm going to put him on antibiotics to keep the infection away, and the swelling will go down." "Good this poor man has been through enough already." "Yes he has." He began to slowly stitch him up. "Okay I'm all done, I want to put antibacterial cream on the wound so it won't get infected again, but before you do that I think you should wash his hair again to remove the infection that came out." "Right away doctor." She once again gently washed and cleansed his hair getting rid of all the infection, when she was done she gently dried him, she moved Patrick's head slightly so his head wouldn't hit the dirty pillow case, the doctor gently pulled him up so she could place a clean towel somewhat under him then she bathed his neck and shoulders and then they laid him down instead of them propping him up. After that she gave him a full bath, and they easily moving him in the clean bed next to him.
After this she rubbed the antibacterial cream all over the wound, and placed a bandage on it to keep the stitches from ripping out. She also changed, cleaned, medicated, and rebandaged his chest. They were also able to remove the tube from his lung so she also changed, cleaned, medicated, and rebandaged that wound. All new fresh and clean.
Teresa was finally getting her shower, she stripped out of those horrid clothes, turned the shower on full blast. It was so hot that it burned her skin, making her numb. But she didn't care, she had to get his blood off of her. As the hot water pelted down on her, she closed her eyes only to see him, bleeding and in pain. She opened her eyes, scrubbed herself all over so hard that she would probably be raw. But she didn't care, she needed to get that off of her. She washed her hair and rinsed herself off, "wow, fastest shower I've ever took" she told herself. She stepped out and dried off. Then began getting dressed, in his clothes. She was surrounded by his scent, it was comforting, it was like he was with her. When she was done she looked at herself and couldn't help but have a little laugh. His clothes looked like they had swallowed her alive. She hoped his boxers would stay on her and not fall down. She couldn't believe she forgot to put her bag in the locker, oh well. She got her trash together and threw it in the garbage never to be scene again. She walked out of the shower room, and into the waiting room. She fiddled with her hair to look somewhat presentable. She cuddled up in one of the chairs and waited, she did feel refreshed somewhat. She remembered one day when she came into work and he had spotted her and he couldn't help himself as he told her "we look like twins today." She had managed to come dressed exactly like him black pants and this blue striped shirt. She felt the tears flow freely down her face as she hugged herself. His scent his warmth, all over her. She needed to know how he was, but she had to wait.
Patrick had been moved to recovery, they were getting him settled in. meanwhile he was happy again, and without any pain, he was with her, his wife. She was gently rubbing his back, then his hair, it felt so good to be with her again. "I've missed you much Teresa." "I'm right here, I'm not leaving you." He eased his head to look at her, she so beautiful, he leaned down gently cupping her face and kissed her, it was soft and warm, but passionate, while he did this he gently eased himself out, being careful not to hurt her. He turned on his back and pulled her with him. "Teresa please tell me something." "Anything Patrick." "Well, our wedding rings, are they inscribed?" "Yes, of course they are." "Can you tell me what they say?" "Yes sweetheart, they say "Long Awaited". "That is so perfect for us, isn't it?" "I think so." "I'm so tired all of sudden." "Why am I so tired?" "You go to sleep Patrick, I'll see you soon, I'll be there when you wake up, I promise." "I love you Teresa." "I love you too Patrick." "Goodnight sweetheart." "Goodnight my love."
Patrick started to slowly open his eyes to find Teresa as she promised, standing next to him, holding his hand and smiling. "What?" He could make out what she had on."Um, I like your outfit." They both softly laughed. "Twins." She felt the tears in her eyes as she thought "he remembered." "Well you look a lot better dear." "Thank you, the shower did wonders." "I bet it did." "So what's going on, how is he." " Yeah what happened to my head?" Poor Patrick looked confused and lost. He was holding her hand and trying to move closer to her. He finally reached her, putting his arms around her and snuggling his head to her tummy. Oh it felt so good to touch her again. "Um, Patrick the doctor was talking." "It's okay dear, he was calling for you earlier, that man thinks a lot of you." "I think a lot of him too." Patrick snuggled more. "Well beings he already on his side I'll show you, and tell you Patrick." "Okay." He mumbled against her tummy."Well this is for you, I thought it might help." "This was inside of him?" "Yes." "Is there any damage?" She was so scared. "Nope, not any, no brain damage either just a bit of memory loss, but in time it will come back, and there was a lot of infection, but that is all gone now.""Oh yes we were able to remove the tube from his lung also." "Oh well that's wonderful doctor thank you so much!!" "You more than welcome, oh before I leave I should tell you, we gave you a haircut, nothing major, only the pillow will notice." "He is on the road to recovery."I've also got him on antibiotics to help him heal they will keep the infection from coming back, and help with the swelling, which should be gone in a couple days, get some rest.""He smiled as he walked out. "I like your haircut, it looks very nice." "I feel so clean, everything feels so clean and fresh." Said Patrick."Good, you deserve clean and fresh." "Well."Well what?"
"Oh I'm sorry, we can move him now to a private room." "Oh good."
They rolled him down the hallway again, he looked tired, but somewhat rested. When they got there and got him settled. The nurse told her once again, "if anything changes call us." "I want to thank you for everything."No problem, you two get some sleep." "Okay, well." "Well what?" "Get in bed with me like before, I liked that." "Oh Okay." She moved him up slowly, noticing his head, she did a great job with his hair, she could still see the little curls at the roots. As she got herself comfortable, the nurse brought her a bunch of pillows. "I thought you might need these." She said smiling. "Thank you, yes I believe I do." She left leaving just her and him. His body rested on it's side. His head on her tummy, his shoulders in his lap, her left leg stretched out, and her right one curled up, Her left hand in his, and her right hand in his hair.
She had been though so much yesterday and today, she thought back as she gently stroked his hair of Patrick playing and singing to her, to him getting shot, the blood, him dying and coming back, the shock, the seizure, repairing a main autory, draining blood out of his lung, to his blood pressure dropping, to easing out of that just to find out that Mitchell Cambell was Red John and that he was indeed set on killing Patrick that day, to him having to have another surgery. She just didn't know how much more she could take. Until he stirred and said. "I love you Teresa." Well that was the candle on the icing on the cake. "I love you too Patrick, get some rest I'll be here when you wake up." She couldn't shake what was going on with him. They were laying in such an intimate position, as they done before, and it didn't seem strange at all, only natural. He was here with her, and he was alive and safe, that was all that mattered. She could only wonder "what would tomorrow would bring?" She slowly fell asleep smiling, listening at the soft sounds of him snoring, and feeling him snuggling impossibly closer.
Okay folks what cha think, any good or no??? Sorry If I grossed anyone out. Didn't mean too :0) Let me know what you think. It took me about 5 or 6 hours to write this it took forever to get it on here,slow poke computer!! LOL Thank you all again for all your support. I absolutely adore it :0) You all are awsome, ah, yes my new favorite word!! :0) By the way the next chapter is very interesting. Hehehe, I'll leave it at that :0) Have a great day all:0)
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