Hey everyone I know it has been a really long time I am sorry about that but school has been super busy for me lately. This chapter is a little shorter again sorry.
okay don't want to waste anymore time here is ch 5 of The Story of Teddy. If you like please leave a comment/review! :)
Oh one more thing the chapter starts of in Christians POV
Ana and I enter the hospital room, I demanded that it was the largest and most private one they had. Theodore looked so small in the giant room, his body pale and lifeless almost blending in with the sheets. His tangled unruly hair was matted to his face and there was a tube down his throat.
Beside me I heard Anna gasp, I turn to look at her and she has tears welling up about to spill over. I tuck her into my chest and she starts to sob, I feel every ounce of her pain in each tear that spills out.
This boy, there is something about him, pulling me to him. I understand him, the early childhood horrors, both of our Mothers dying. He's going to have a very hard life but hopefully he won't end up as fucked up like me.
My face feels damp and I didn't notice that I was crying until a few tears escape and land on top of Ana's hair. I quickly wipe them away and hold Ana to me tightly, her tears have subsided, she holds onto me with just as much force.
We sit and wait for him to wake up, Taylor comes in and gestures for me to come outside for a minute. I follow him to the waiting room leaving Ana in the room with Theodore.
"Sir, I went back to the foster home of the boy and I found the man was still unconscious. I pulled some strings with the NYPD and they came and picked him up and they will be arresting him on grounds of child abuse." he tells me. Well thank fuck for that, at least Taylor is holding it together here.
"How long will you and Ana be here? Would you like me to go pick up clothes? Food?" I stand there just thinking about not being able to leave that boy in there. I nod in answer to Taylor's questions.
"Christian?" his tone is soft and I know in this moment that he is always been more that just my CPO, he's my friend. "Maybe you should call your Mother."
I hadn't thought about that before, my Mother would know what to do. Hell she is a pediatrician! I should just have Theodore moved to Seattle where we can keep an eye on him. I yank out my phone and dial my mother, Taylor disappears to get our stuff.
"Mom," my voice comes out in a gruff whisper, " Mom I don't know what to do."
"Christian, honey what's wrong, are you okay? Is Ana? What's wrong?" she immediately picks up on the worry in my voice. I fill her in on what just happened with Ana, I pour out my feelings to her. She listens to my story and I can tell that she has started to cry on the other side of the phone.
"Christian, oh baby, I can be on the next flight out of Seattle." I'm touched that she would drop everything to come to New York for me.
"That's okay, I think that I want to move him to Seattle so that I know he is being properly cared for. I have to run it by Ana first but I am sure she will think that is a lovely idea. I also have to talk to his social worker Barb." I tell her.
"That sounds like a good idea, when would you be able to leave? I remember you saying there was a big ice storm there for the past few days." she asks.
" We are going to leave as soon as possible, the storm should be letting up here shortly." I want to get back home where I know my Mother can take good care of him.
"Okay well I love you Christian, and I know how hard this situation is I've been there, just remember to communicate with Ana she is your partner in all of this and you will need her by your side." she tells me, " Let me know when you guys land in Seattle and I will meet you and Ana at the hospital."
I hang up after telling my mother I love her and head back to the room where I find Ana asleep in the chair that I left her in. Her hand is in Theodore's and he is holding onto it tightly, who is this boy and how has he already taken our hearts.
This realization makes my head spin, I sit in the other chair and watch the scene in front of me and a wide smile spreads across my face.
Ana's POV
I fell asleep when Christian left to talk with Taylor, I placed my hand inside Theodore's and he gripped my hand tightly.
I wake up when the door opens and a nurse comes in, I jump up worrying that something is wrong. She explains to me that they are reducing the pain medication and they are going to pull out the breathing tube. This means that he should wake up soon but he is still far from well. I find Christian in the corner of the room looking on as the nurses pull the tube out.
He motions me outside, so I follow him outside. He tells me that he called his Mother to get some advice.
"I think we should move him to Seattle where we can make sure he gets the best treatment. Plus I trust my Mom more than these unknown people here. I talked to Barb and convinced her that if he is moved to Seattle that he would get much better care and I promised that he would never be treated bad ever again." he tells me and I start to get a little choked up at the thought. I agree with Christian that we should move Theodore to Seattle where he can be looked after better.
Taylor comes back a few hours latter with food from a little restaurant a few blocks from here. Both of them inform me that they have had the man who was abusing the Theodore arrested.
Taylor also tells us that he brought us a change of clothes but the rest of our luggage is with Sawyer at the airport ready for when we want to take off. The ice storm had past so when can leave whenever. Christian and I have agreed that we will leave when Theodore is awake. Taylor and Christian has set up the whole transport with the hospital, we will be taking the private jet and Theodore will ride with us but they arranged a nurse to see us there. She will then fly back to New York once we land.
So the only thing to do is wait, I bring out a manuscript that I had kept in my bag. Taylor brought over Christian's laptop so he can get a little bit of work done as well. I can't focus on anything but the soft beeps of Theodore's heart monitor.
It is well past midnight when I hear a soft grunt from the bed and the heart monitor accelerates. My head jerks up at the noises, I look over to find Christian fast asleep in his chair.
"Christian look I think he is waking up" I tell him and he jumps out of the chair. We look down at his watching him try to keep his eyes open. He manages it for a few seconds then closes them. His eyes are just as blue as I remember, a tiny toddler smile spreads across his face and he slowly falls back asleep. I huge smile breaks out across my face and I see a mirroring one on Christians as well.
Theodore is only asleep for a couple more hours and both Christian and I wait to see his beautiful eyes and smile again. When he does wake up again it is only for a couple of minutes but those are the best minutes of my life. He grabs out for my hand which I immediately take, the confusion that was on his face fades and he slowly falls back asleep.
The hospital tells us that we can move Theodore from the hospital now because he is stable and is responding well. The whole way to the airport Theodore doesn't wake up nor does he wake up when we take off.
We are in the air for only a couple of minutes when we hear a blood curdling scream comes from the bedroom where we set up Theodore so that he could rest while we were in the air. Christian and I rush into the room to see the nurse trying to hold him down while Theodore thrashes around.
His shirt is pulled up around his neck and his burns are exposed. Christian automatically knows what the problem is. He screams at the nurse to get out that she shouldn't be in here and that she is completely incompetent. While he fumes at the nurse I go to Theodore and take his hand, one place I know won't hurt him. His bright blue eyes snap to mine and I can see the pain and anguish in them. I know that his burns must heal or they will be infected.
I pick up the bottle of ointment and the rag that the nurse must have dropped when he started to thrash about. I put some ointment on the rag and watch as his eyes grow as wide as saucers thinking that I am going to touch him.
I place the rag into his hand and point to his abdomen, I take his hand and guide it to the burns. This worked with Christian before when he didn't yet feel comfortable with me touching him. The same effect with Theodore happened, I wasn't exactly touching him in one of his no-go areas but he was still getting the treatment that he needed.
When he was done I pulled down his shirt and pulled the blanket up to his neck. The thrashing must have worn out because in a second he was out cold. I looked up to Christian who was staring at me in awe.
"You are the most amazing person I have ever meet," he explains. I blush at his statement, he pulls me into a bear hug and kiss the top of my head.
I turn around in his embrace so that I could look upon the sleeping boy. Realization dawns on me.
"Christian?" I say quietly trying not to wake up Theodore.
"Hmm?" he asks pulling away my hair and kissing my neck.
"I..I," pusing I try articulate what I want to tell him, "I think he is our son Christian, I can't imagine anyone taking him away from us and loving him that isn't us. He is already in my heart." I'm terrified that Christian will think I'm crazy, but there is no way I can let this little boy get away. There is something about him that makes me want to fiercely protect him and love him. To be his mother.
"He's in my heart already to. I don't want him to be anywhere but with us." he whispers in my ear. The tears start to fall again as I imagine little Teddy running around in the meadow by the Sound house.