Killian
Once I saw Henry walk inside the room, I started at the hallway. Now I hope Emma doesn't have to stay bedridden for long. I already arranged everything for us. I don't want any event to be canceled; I put a lot of thought into each one of my plans.
The number one purpose out of this is to give both of us a chance to actually know each other as we are, with no secrets or lies, just as who we are. When we first met, all I thought of was not trying to look stupid and defeat Jefferson from ever getting the "bonus points", and I'm sure all Emma was doing was taking notes on how much money I make and what type of person I am. But this time it's not going to be like that, it's going to be different. And Henry is going to be part of it. If I wish to be with Emma, I have to feel the same way also with the one person who caused this entire complicated incident.
"Mr. Jones, are you leaving so soon?" A voice started.
Oh crap. It's that doctor again. I turned around. I secured my tie a little straighter, and took the doctor's hand and gave it a shake.
"Hello, Dr. Harris. It's good to see you again."
The expression on his face is a mix of anger and irritation; it obviously tells me how much he doesn't want me here. "Mr. Jones, what do I owe the pleasure?"
"I just came to see Henry. That is all."
"Mr. Jones, I already told you that I don't want any trouble from you."
"I'm not making any trouble, doctor."
"You are, actually. Be honest with me, what exactly is your relationship with Mrs. Swan? She's a married woman with a child and a husband. Are you having an affair with her?"
I lifted my hands to surrender the conversation. I chuckled lightly. "Wow. That is way too personal and unexpected to hear from you, doctor. I thought personal information was kept private for all patients."
"That is true. But as the patient's doctor, I have the right to contact the police to escort you far away from this hospital, and of course, Mrs. Swan."
"Ms. Swan."
Dr. Harris frowned. "I beg your pardon?"
I wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "Doctor, I have been hiding a lot of things from you. I can't really tell you all of it. But I do need your help on something so I will tell you half of the truth in this matter."
Dr. Harris crossed his arms. "Make it quick. I have other patients to attend too. And if this is one of your lies, I don't want to hear it."
"Believe me, doctor. This is no joke, or unfortunately a lie….Now Ms. Swan is not married to whoever the man you met yesterday. I am telling the truth that I am Emma's boyfriend, so that gives you a clue on my relationship with Emma. Henry doesn't know much about his father's visit to his mother, but he does know what kind of relationship I have with Emma. And I am guessing that man who claimed to be Emma's husband must have told you to keep his visit a secret, am I correct?"
Dr. Harris nodded. His expression loosened. "Yes, he did. He even told me to never contact you. He gave me no name. At first when he refused to tell the hospital his identity, he proved himself from a picture he took with Mrs. – I mean Miss Swan back in the past. When I escorted him to her room, she was incautious but they somehow bonded quite well when she woke up. Well, actually she broke to a complete meltdown that I was forced to give her a dose to calm her nerves. After that, the two bonded and he left when she finally fell asleep….So what exactly is the relationship with that man and Ms. Swan?"
"He is the father of her child. They ran away together in their late teens. You know, a high school love story."
He frowned and dropped his arms. "Why are you telling me all this? Is there a catch to all this?"
I snapped my fingers. "Bingo. I thought you'll never ask. Now that I told you the situation, I have a favor to ask you. Do you remember the night when Emma was rushed to the hospital?"
He nodded. "Yes, I remember. She was in a critical condition."
"Well, I called the hospital right after I took Henry to my place. I told the receptionist to inform Emma when she wakes up that the person who paid for all the bills will be a man named Jimmy Hopper."
"Yes, she came to me and told me about that when I was finished with surgery. What was the meaning of that?"
"I want to help Emma, but she just feels guilty to receive any support from me - all for personal reasons."
"So what do I have to do?"
"I want you to tell her that when she's discharged that everything was paid from Jimmy Hopper."
Dr. Harris shook his head in confusion. "You're not making any sense, Mr. Jones. You paid for the bills, not this Jimmy Hopper."
"Exactly, doctor. She can't know that I paid a cent for anything. If she does, I'll lose my chance to help her. And believe me, if I lose this precious chance and she walks back to her original life, you'll be seeing her again in this hospital. The only sad thing about it is that she won't be able to afford the bills or probably be dead by the time an ambulance gets to wherever she is."
"So that is all I have to do?"
"And after she's ready to leave home, I want you to tell her Jimmy Hopper is coming to pick her up himself and make sure she remains in her room."
"Mr. Jones, I can say whatever I have to say, but I won't be able to keep her in her room. What if she just walks out the hospital with her son?"
"Don't worry about that, I already got that covered. So, doctor, do we have a deal?"
"I wouldn't call it a deal, but…I can't believe I'm saying this, but alright, I'll do it. Now will you be so kind to get your arm off my shoulders."
I slowly slid my arm off his shoulders and straightened my coat. "Thank you for your support on this. Oh, wait. Before I leave, when is Emma going to be discharged."
"According to her remarkable recovery, I would say about two or three days. None of the areas in her body is paralyzed or fractured. I checked her x-ray nearly three times, there is no serious problem. All she needs is plenty of rest and food. She is nearly suffering from an eating disorder; I would not say anorexic, but a large amount of stress. Mr. Jones, the main concern is her health and her heart. After what happened back at the diner, her heart is not strong as it used to be. There is no accurate answer on when she will be completely healthy. But what I can say is that if she is going to work the day away till dawn, I won't be so sure if she can survive her illness again. Keep in mind of that."
"I will, doctor. Thank you again."
"Not a word, Mr. Jones. Good day."
I gave him a nod as he walked away.
Geez, what if Emma gets another breakdown when I kidnap her? Oh boy. I guess there has to some way to calm her down…Wait, is the clinic open? I think there might be some strong dose that'll be handy along the way.
Okay guys, finally things are going to be a lot of Killian and Henry and Emma. And the next chapter Emma isn't going to be so happy. So stay tuned for the next time. Byeee…