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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 26, 2008 20:09:14 GMT
"Is Alex alright?" I have to break the silence and this seems like a good question to ask.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 26, 2008 20:24:35 GMT
"Think he's just sleeping," I mumble, brushing his hair back off his forehead.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 26, 2008 20:26:33 GMT
"He's okay then?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 26, 2008 21:01:09 GMT
"Should be,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 26, 2008 21:08:52 GMT
I nod, falling quiet again.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 26, 2008 21:15:05 GMT
"We shouldn't be here too long," I mutter,"We can go soon, okay?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 26, 2008 21:28:23 GMT
"Good," I say softly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 26, 2008 21:34:55 GMT
"Promise, we'll get out of here soon."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 26, 2008 21:46:13 GMT
I nod, but still fidget uneasily, "This place is going to make me start twitching."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 26, 2008 21:52:19 GMT
A weak smile tugs at the corner of my lips."Find that entertaining, sorry."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 26, 2008 22:03:07 GMT
"Thought you might," I smile weakly, briefly, absently twisting my hands together.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 27, 2008 17:03:58 GMT
"Go outside," I say, watching his hands,"Get me something to drink," I was trying anything to get him out of the room, he really didn't want to be here.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 27, 2008 17:07:53 GMT
"Want anything in particular?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 27, 2008 17:40:06 GMT
"Whatever you can get,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 27, 2008 17:45:59 GMT
I nod briefly, making my way too fast out of the room.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 27, 2008 17:51:40 GMT
I sink lower into the bed, looking down at Alex."Hey baby." I whisper softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 27, 2008 18:10:00 GMT
I walk very slowly on my way there, but this doesn't help any because I'm still actually in a hospital which is still making me uncomfortable, so I walk normally on my way back to the room.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 27, 2008 20:56:52 GMT
Counting the tiles isn't that fun, I've come to the conclusion. The nurses had brought in a cot for Alex so I wouldn't have to hold him the entire time. Leaning my head back on the pillow, I sigh heavily, sinking lower into the bed.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 27, 2008 21:29:43 GMT
"I brought coffee, hope that's okay," I pause in the doorway, unwilling to go back in.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 28, 2008 2:33:02 GMT
I nod weakly, getting onto my feet, walking over to him,"Yeah, fine," I mumble softly,"Look Aex is taken care of, you two just want to go home and I"ll be there later?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 28, 2008 19:56:56 GMT
I hesitate doubtfully for a moment, torn between the mad desire to get out of here and overpowering sense of duty to stay with her, until eventually I can't come up with a decision so I just shrug.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 29, 2008 0:46:18 GMT
"Get Alex," I mumble softly, getting my jacket off the side of the bed,"I'm not staying here anymore."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 29, 2008 19:02:20 GMT
"You shouldn't leave yet," I say after a moment, but pick Alex up anyway.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 29, 2008 23:03:58 GMT
"I can get better at home," I mutter stubbornly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 30, 2008 16:58:40 GMT
"It's better for you here," I argue.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 31, 2008 22:35:15 GMT
"You don't want to be here, and if your not here then I don't want to be here either,"
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