Terra Nova 3
"Geez again, this is getting regular" I groan rubbing my forehead, a bandage is rapped round my head, and I'm laydown in a bed, the room is dim, "you always were bumping into things, ever since you were a kid you attracted injury" a voice answered from shadows, it was my father. I chuckled, "always pulled through though right" I reply trying to pull myself up in the bed, "cut it close this time kid, now sit still I will go find the doc" he sat up. "Wait dad about Lucas we will deal with him together, don't think what happened was your fault" I protested, giving me one last look before leaving, his face was troubled and tired he muttered almost inaudibly "your my sons you'll always be my responsibility". I was alone now and took a moment to check my surroundings, I was in a small hospital room, it must have been night time, the hospital was quiet, I couldn't see how bad my injuries were but I was definitely sore and wasn't going to be up and about for a while. I could just make out the silhouette of a lamp beside the bed and so reaching out managed to flip the switch as well as fall from the bed landing with a thud on the cold floor. "Well this is great" I mutter, however now that I mostly uncovered and had the lamp on I could see the extent of my injuries, my chest was a mottle of different coloured bruises, and further down was the worst of my injuries, my right leg was missing from below the knee down and totally covered in bandages, now what am I going to do. Despite this moment of shock I still wanted very much to get my cold bottom of the very solid floor, and so grabbing hold of the bed began to pull myself back up, it was unfortunate that at this moment the door opened and in walked a beautiful young girl, she was short with wavy brown hair, she was cute, unfortunately she wasn't expecting to see a semi naked man clinging onto the bed. She gasped and ran over at the same time that I too gasped and dropped back down to the floor, grabbing at the sheets to cover the little modesty I had left, " I don't always dress like this you know" I say playing it cool, "come here let me help you back into bed" she replies visibly flustered by the situation, I chuckle to myself as she turns crimson " I won't argue with you mam, it's not like I've got a leg to stand on" I joke laughing more to myself than anything. Working together we manage to push me back onto the bed and remake the bed, "sorry was that joke in bad taste, I've been having a rough couple of days and by the way I'm Clint Taylor" I grinned, I had spent so much time alone that the chance of conversation was exciting to me. "Everyone in the colony knows who you are, but no one knows how your still alive" she retorted, I guess she didn't like the joke, "yeah the situation did get abit tense outside" I agreed, she at last seemed to relax, "you're not like him you know, commander Taylor I mean, he's so stern and formal, I expected you to be the same as him, especially after your action routine outside". She was right about that, dad and Lucas had always been very similar, very serious and formal, I however had always been more relaxed and chatty, comfortable around people, more like my mother, though I did take on dad's active physical lifestyle. "Thanks for that examination of my character, that part of the medical service here in terra nova" I answered, she smiled at this and went to take a seat, however just then the door flew open and in walked Taylor, followed by a doctor and a man in a green jacket, the girl smiled and slipped past the group "I'm Skye Tate, nice to meet you Clint Taylor" she giggled closing the door behind her.
"Making friends already son" dad chuckled, " I'd like you to meet Doctor Shannon, head of the medical team and her husband Mr Shannon, head of and only member of the terra nova police force". The two smiled and welcomed me to the colony, "now Mr Taylor do you mind if I take a look at that leg and your chest" the doctor asked, she was probably in her late thirties at a guess, well spoken, a definite English accent, she had the friendly personal manner of a medical professional, "not at all mam" I answered. She set to work scanning and poking at my bruises and leg, I complied rolling over and moving around when she instructed, she then pulled up the charts on her medi-plex
humming and ahhing as she read the details, I noticed my father trying to lean over her shoulder and study it as well, "all things considered it doesn't look too bad, I think we stopped all the internal bleeding and your bruises are just superficial, now about that leg I'm afraid their wasn't much left to save but we managed to keep the kneecap which will make it easier to get back to walking, I expect at least a month of recovery before we can start the physiotherapy to get you up and about" She continued in a brisk efficient manner. "Could be better could have been a lot worse, just don't do that to me again son" dad added, I laughed "I will try my hardest not to let my other leg be eaten", he rolled his eyes and smiled, Mr Shannon now spoke up, he had hung back in the doorway whilst his wife had worked, he shifted uncomfortably forward, "hi Clint I don't know if you remember much about what happened but I was the one who held your father back when you were attacked," he paused and let out a small sigh, "I did it for the good of the colony, we need your commander Taylor and I didn't want to take the risk of his emotions getting the better of him, I hope you can forgive me" he again fidgeted. "Look Mr Shannon I totally understand why you did what you did, no hard feelings, I really appreciate what you and your wife do for the colony and my father" I reassured him, he visibly relaxed, "right we will let you rest son, and Shannon you ever say I have emotions again and I might forget about forgiving you" Taylor declared and laughing they all said their goodbyes and left. I was alone now and very tired, I glanced down at where my leg should have been letting out along sigh, "this is gonna make things abit harder".