Here's the third chapter!
Like I said before, I'd love to hear your thoughts.
When I started this chapter, I thought I'd be writing a very kind nurse, but she didn't really turn out that way...
Danny was pretty drugged and his thoughts were all over the place. He was still in pain, but he figured it would have been way worse without the drugs. He laid on the gurney with his eyes closed and was startled by the much too cheerful voice of a nurse. The doctor had left the room and he'd been on his own since then. The heart monitor he was connected to speeded up and the nurse apologized, realizing her mistake. "Okay Mr Williams, my name is Amy, I'm here to prepare you for surgery." Danny thought she had a very irritating, high voice and to be honest, she wasn't very pretty.
Her hair was an indeterminate color, somewhere between blond and brown. Her eyes were a pale gray color and her teeth resembled the zip of a purse.
Maybe she was nice, he could only hope for her that she was, because honestly, nobody would date her for her looks. He knew he wouldn't, not even if she was the last woman on earth.
She smiled at him and placed a small pile on the foot of the gurney.
"Alright, this is a surgical gown that you have to wear, and you also have to wear these paper briefs, in case they have to get to that place. That way they don't have to cut your boxers."
Danny was glad they had made Steve leave, it would have been slightly embarrassing to have him here.
"Do I have to wear the paper briefs? I don't mind if they cut my boxers," he tried, not even wanting to think about the pain he would be in if the nurse would change him into the paper briefs.
Unfortunately, the nurse didn't budge. Danny decided that, between her looks and her lack of compassion, she would most lost likely never find someone she could share her life with. Maybe she could get a cat. Otherwise her life would be very lonely. On the other hand, that cat would probably have a miserable life. Maybe she a mouse would be a better idea.
Danny didn't really understand why they didn't want to cut through his boxers when they hadn't seemed to mind about ruining the rest of his clothes.
Almost directly after his arrival at the hospital they'd removed all his clothing, just cutting through everything.
If he wouldn't have been in so much pain he'd probably have pointed out that the situation was a little ridiculous, but he didn't bother, knowing it wouldn't change a thing.
The nurse removed the blanket that was covering Danny. It was quite cold and he shivered, which sent a wave of agony through his leg.
Putting on the surgical gown, while slightly uncomfortable, wasn't too bad.
Getting on the paper briefs proved to be a lot more challenging. Every move caused Danny to almost scream out in pain, despite the painkillers he had already received. He couldn't hold back a groan and almost passed out.
"Are you alright, Mr Williams?" the nurse asked, even though it was quite obvious that Danny wasn't anywhere near alright. His face was ashen and there were beads of sweat on his upper lip.
Danny didn't even bother to answer her question. If that nurse couldn't even see that he was NOT alright she either chose the wrong profession, she was blind or she hadn't paid any attention at nursing school, none whatsoever.
Finally the briefs were where the should be. Danny simply sank into the pillow, exhausted by the activity.
"It's already done, Mr wasn't too bad, was it?"
If she asked one more stupid question in that irritating voice, Danny couldn't vouch for his actions.
The pain was nauseating and Danny wished that he could just lose consciousness. He closed his eyes to do just that.
Unfortunately, the nurse didn't agree with him. If you asked Danny, it was possible that she was simply a very sadistic person, unlike his previous thoughts about her being in the wrong profession or something like that. Maybe she just liked seeing someone in pain.
Amy shook his shoulder and told him to take a deep breath, that it would help with the pain. He opened his eyes and glared at her, but she didn't seem to notice the glare.
Obviously this nurse had never broken a bone in her life, otherwise she would have known that taking a deep breath did nothing to ease the pain.
He swallowed back the nausea and closed his eyes again, trying to block the annoying nurse out.
Luckily, after she'd covered him with the blanket the nurse said that she was done. She left the room, and if Danny had been able to, he'd have done a dance of joy. Since that clearly wouldn't work he settled for a sigh of relief. The peace and quiet was soon disturbed. Just a few minutes after the nurse left two orderlies entered the room to take him to the OR.
"Hello Danny, I'm doctor Morgan and I'm your anesthesiologist." Danny gave the blue-clad man a smile. He already liked the man, if only for the fact he would be the person to knock him out shortly. The man seemed nice enough, he was way better than Amy. To be honest, it didn't take much to be nicer than Amy, but still, this was a nice man.
"I'll inject the sedative into your IV-port now. Next time you open your eyes you'll be in recovery. Just think about something nice."
Danny thought about last Saturday, about how he and Grace had spent a beautiful day on the beach. The last thing he envisioned before he sank into oblivion was his amazing daughter.
Steve couldn't just sit around and after a little more than half an hour of sitting in the waiting room he was already pacing around the waiting room.
He decided to go outside for a few moments to get some fresh air. On his way out he almost bumped into Chin and Kono.
He hadn't really expected them to come so soon, of course he knew they would come, but he thought they'd be longer.
They sat down in the waiting room and Steve explained the situation. When he was done, he heaved a sigh and stared in space for a while. Then he rose and asked if anyone wanted a coffee. The following hours were spent talking quietly, drinking coffee and just worrying about Danny.
It was almost 2 P.M. when doctor Taylor entered the waiting room and immediately the three waiting friends got to their feet. They looked at the doctor expectantly, eager to hear any news about their friend.
This can't really be considered a cliffhanger, can it?