Chapter 3 Easy

The tests started at six am, everything about Punk had to be checked and double checked. He was allowed a window to eat breakfast before going back to more tests. It was made worse that they wouldn't allow him to walk anywhere, all the time nurses and doctors pushed him in the wheelchair. "No you can't walk Mr Brooks, the tests will take you energy"

They kept repeating it over and over only to piss him off more, he had fluid leakage, he wasn't dying. The tests went on, and on, and on. By the time he got back to his room, he was more than glad to see the bed that would be his for the next month or so, that was only one bit of bad news he had recieved, Punk climbed in and relaxed, halfway through their ramblings, he just stopped listening. Punk let a small smile roll on his lips, just like the random blonde cutie had done. He wanted to see her again, for the moment she was in his room talking to her, Punk instantly felt better, he wasn't sure if it was seeing someone who was worse off or if it was just the fact that her smile was so bright. A light tap came to the door before it sprung open, a random nurse with lunch didn't put him in a better mood. She gave him a bright smile as she put down his sandwiches, fruit and a drink.

"Now Mr Brooks, before afternoon tea you will be wheeled down to xray for a scan, if everything is alright, you should be ready for surgery tomorrow"

"And the fluid leaking will be alright until then?"

"Yes" She gave him a sympathetic look, her brown eyes going soft. "I know its tough dear but I assure you we are doing everything we can" She didn't give him any time to say anything she just barged out and left him to hang. The door snapped shut and Punk went back to his sad lunch. The door came open and that bright cheery voice made him smile.

"Hi! Can I come in?"

"Sure" Punk sat up straighter as Jamie hobbled in, unlike him who was in a hospital gown, Jamie was in her normal street clothes, only one pant leg was up and the other was down. Jamie sat in the spare chair by his bed and glanced at his lunch.

"You are so lucky, I miss apples"

Punk handed it too her, "Take it, I ain't gonna eat it"

Jamie shook her head, blonde locks falling every which way, "I can't eat solid foods" She pulled up a can of Ensure, a milky drink meant to be a suppliment for solid food, "This is my lunch, thankfully its strawberry, I like strawberry"

"How come you can't eat solid food? And you don't have a cast on anymore"

Jamie looked at him confused, "I don't know what you mean, too many words and commands." Jamie shook her head obviously getting more and more confused.

"What happened to your cast?"

"Oh it came off, I've been here a while."

"You're still walking on crutches though" Punk pointed out, Jamie didn't seem fussed by his questions, he figured that she had been asked all the same questions before.

"Oh I can't walk properly" Jamie waved it aside, "What about you, how's the broken foot?"

Punk pulled back his blankets and showed her his legs, Jamie beamed, her blue eyes practically gleaming. "You're all healed! That is amazing!"

Punk let out a laugh "No Jam, I didn't have a broken foot, I have spinal leakage"

Jamie blushed "Sorry, I have a bad memory, really bad. Like big-foot bad"

"If it helps I forget things too"

"I doubt like me but its nice to know I'm not the only one that has a bad head"

Punk gave her a long look "Can I ask you something Jamie?"

"Sure" Jamie glowed, she loved questions, especially when she could answer them.

"What happened to you?"

"When?"

"To make you land here, what happened to you?"

"I don't know"

"If you don't wanna say, thats cool"

"No, I mean I really don't know. One minute I'm fine and the next I'm here. I have no clue what happened, but Raven tells me it was an accident, so I guess thats ok, accidents happen right?"

Punk had no idea what kind of accident could cause Jamie's head trauma and lack of being able to walk without an aid, but for some reason he didn't have it in him to say anything else but right.

"Can I ask you something Punk?"

"Sure"

"What do you do?"

"For a living? Like a job?"

Jamie nodded, people being able to work had made her slightly jealous but then again also hopeful, maybe one day she could join them and say proudly that despite her injuries, she could work too.

"I'm a wrestler, at least for the meantime I am"

"OMG! My Dad is a wrestler!"

"Anyone I've heard of?" Punk doubted it, he imagined that her father was an indy circuit wrestler.

"Um I can't remember his name"

Punk gave her a strange look making Jamie giggle, "Just kidding! I remember my Dad, you should of seen your face"

Punk had to laugh, it made her so happy so why not just laugh and let it go, besides Jamie's laughter and general happiness was infectious. "You got me Jam, so whats your Dad's name?"

"Shawn" Jamie thought about it for a second, "Yeah Shawn"

"As in Shawn Michales?"

Jamie beamed again "You do know him! Tell him to stop super kicking people in the face, its rude"

"I guess I can try and tell him" Punk still couldn't believe that Jamie was the daughter of one of the greats, one of the guys that helped pave the way for young ones like him.

"Thank you! He don't listen to me much, I think's because he can't hear me when I shout at the tv screen"

The doctor came in, Jamie beamed at him before rolling her blue eyes "Do I need another shot?"

"No Jamie. I'm here to see Mr Brooks"

Jamie looked around confused, "There is no Mr Brooks, what the hell are you talkin about?"

"Jamie I'm Mr Brooks"

The young girl looked from Punk to the doctor, "Oh I'm confused. Now my head hurts"

As Jamie got up, the doctor had noticed something that clearly Jamie hadn't, blocking the view from Punk so he wouldn't shout it out and embarrass Jamie, he escorted her out the door, where Harmoni was waiting. She noticed it too and quickly covered it up.

The doctor looked at his chart, "Well good news Mr Brooks, you're ready for surgery and that will take place tomorrow. You'll be with us for a month while you recover so we can keep an eye on you. Do you have any questions?"

"Yeah. What happened to Jamie?"

"About your condition Mr Brooks"

"Oh then no"

A mini stare down happened and Punk had to admit he got a little creeped out when he took off his white jacket and sat at the end of his bed. This could go south in so many ways.

"What I'm about to tell you cannot go any further than this room."

"Ok"

"Jamie Michales came into the hospital three years ago, extensive head trauma among other injuries, someone had beaten her pretty good, she was more dead than alive. Jamie survived and pulled through, she's had surgery after surgery to save her life, her sisters became guniea pig, anything that Jamie needed, we took from Raven and Harmoni. Because of her brain injury, Jamie has memory issues but things are worse than that. As you can see, she can't walk without an aid, her heart is weak and well her organs and brain aren't on the same page" The doctor gave a sad sigh, "She is such a sweetie, its very hard not to like Jamie or feel for her, and of course her sisters who make sure that anything Jamie needs, she gets it. I admit I have my differences with Raven and Harmoni, but they love that girl and she's alive thanks to them and my staff"

"How long has she been here?"

"She was thirteen when she came in, she's sixteen now and the sad thing is, in a few days its her sevententh birthday and the poor girl doesn't even know it"

Punk had to admit that was a little saddening, "How come her Dad isn't around?"

The doctor gave him a stern look, but softened slightly "Shawn spent the first year and half with her, all day every day he was here,eventually Raven convinced him to go back to work, there was nothing more he could do and if he stayed he would only wind up in the bed next to her or worse the morgue"

The doctor gave him another look, one he couldn't figure out. "Mr Brooks I suggest you distance yourself from Jamie, it'll only cause trouble for you."

When he left, the only thought on Punk's mind was how much easier he had it than Jamie, from now on he would remain positive, if that sweet angel could then so could he.

A/N Will Punk keep his distance? lol