My Precious Child 8- Tick Tock

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Toris turned Mr Pony over and over in his hands, moving the soft toy through an acrobatic routine to take his mind off of why he was waiting in the emergency section of the hospital. He was desperate for news on Felicks but no one had approached him with news on the boy. And on the wall, a clock ticked away.

Tick Tock

People came and went as Toris waited. Why wasn't anyone coming to talk to him about Felicks? Surely someone would at least come to tell him how Felicks was going. Why keep him guessing about the Polish boy's condition?

What if Felicks had died? What if he was dying? What if they were daring each other to go tell Toris the news? What if they were too scared to face him?

Tick Tock

"Toris," A voice shattered Toris's distraught thoughts and he looked up to see Vash there holding another cup of coffee and a bag.

"Vash," Toris croaked, shaking hands taking the cup. "Why are you here?"

Vash raised an eyebrow and plonked himself down in the seat next to Toris. "Because you obviously need some support right now and since I don't know anyone I can call, I'm here."

Toris sipped at the coffee and nodded his thanks, watching as Vash fidgeted in his chair nervously. Toris found himself handing Mr Pony to Vash who began to move the pony without a second thought, his movements stopping as he did this.

Tick Tock

The two fell into an uneasy silent, both reluctant to bring up the topic at hand. It was Vash who broke the silence, the Swiss man obviously uncomfortable with it.

"Do you have any relatives you want to call?" Vash asked, staring down at the toy he was clutching. Toris shivered at this, raising his head to shake it.

"I…no…no family or relatives who care about me." Toris wandered if he should have shared that last bit of information but Vash didn't question it, just handing Toris back Mr Pony and continuing to fidget. Toris clutched Mr Pony to his chest, squeezing so hard that a tiny part of his head told him to stop or he'd break the stitches.

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"So how long have you been waiting?" Vash broke the silence again. Maybe he was trying to stop his nervous fidgeting by making small talk. Toris nodded absently before realising he had to answer.

"I don't really know. It's been a long time though. Longer than I thought i-it would take." Toris stared over at the clock ticking away, trying to remember what time he'd arrived.

"It's still light outside," Vash commented. "And it's about one so I'd say 3 hours."

"Yeah that feels about right." Toris agreed, looking up in hope as a doctor came through but moved to an old lady sitting off to one side.

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"How long has she been here?" Vash was referring to the woman.

"She came in after me," Toris supplied, not really knowing how long the lady had sat there.

"Well than we should have a doctor by now." Vash glared daggers at the oblivious woman. Toris had to laugh at this.

"This isn't a restaurant Vash. It's not first come, first served."

"Well it should be," Vash said grumpily, reminding Toris of a moody kid. Toris was so distracted by teasing Vash about his temper that he didn't see Vash smirk as Toris began to subconsciously relax.

Tick Tock

Time wore on with no one coming to talk to the two young men. More people had come and gone but Toris and Vash remained. Vash left now and again, brining drinks and once even food which was long gone. Toris jumped every time a door opened and a doctor entered the waiting room but he was never approached, never had his name called.

Vash was getting impatient, he could tell. Either that or nervous. His jitters became more violent, rocking Toris's chair as well. Toris wanted to tell him to stop or something. He was putting Toris on edge, unnerving him and worrying him more than he already was.

Finally Toris couldn't take it anymore.

"Would you please sit still?" He snapped, his patience worn to a thread. "If you can't sit still and wait than leave."

Tick Tock

Vash stopped fidgeting after this and Toris could see he was trying with all his might not to start tapping his feet again. The Lithuanian sighed and leaned back in his chair, staring at the white ceiling. What was going on? They'd been here all day and no one was coming to them. If no one turned up soon to give them news, he was going to go and 'politely' ask for a shred of information, anything to settle his nerves.

Vash got up again and left, probably getting even more coffee or maybe some more food. Toris made no effort to say goodbye or make a request to be brought back something. He just hugged Mr Pony and waited in the awful silence of the room.

Tick Tock

Vash re-appeared fifteen minutes later with some takeaway fish and chips which the two ate as they waited. Vash tapped out a message to Roderich on his phone and Toris made up stories about other people waiting in his head.

As the second hand moved slightly to show the time was six, Toris got up and moved over to the desk, leaning down to talk with the smiley girl whose name tag read Michelle.

"My son has been in surgery or whatever for about eight hours and I haven't been told anything. Can you tell me what's going on? Can you tell me anything?"

Michelle looked startled at Toris's abruptness but she kept her smile plastered on her face nonetheless.

"What's your name sir?" She asked as her fingers poised over her computer to search for some details.

"Toris Laurinaitis," The man said, spelling out his last name as her fingers paused in her typing.

Michelle tapped away some more and then paused as her fingers scanned the screen. Toris's breath hitched as she frowned.

"Does your child share your name?" She asked eventually and Toris sighed in relief.

"No, his name is Felicks Łukasiewicz." Toris has to spell Felicks's name out too. Michelle's eyes started at whatever information she had found before casting her gaze back to Toris with eyes stone cold.

"I don't know who you are or what you want with Felicks but his dad is already in his room with him. You need to leave right now."

Eeeeeep I always do cliff-hangers. And short chapters. Ahhhhhhhhh sorry!

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