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Post by Ian Hunt on May 26, 2007 19:52:05 GMT
"You've got to be kidding me..." I mutter to myself, walking briskly down the corridor away from his ward.
"Got to be kidding."
I stop, and turn back.
I couldn't just wait outside the door and then turn and leave.
I walk back to the ward, pushing open the door.
This was stupid, I wasn't afraid of anything, let alone a ward.
It wasn't the ward I was afraid of though.
It was who was in there.
I wasn't afraid of him.
I was afraid that he would get hurt more, if I was in contact again.
I sigh then draw up a chair by the bed.
"Hello Rowan." I say softly.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on May 27, 2007 10:07:10 GMT
"Ian-..." I gasp, reaching blindly for him next to me, hand slippery with blood.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 10:58:35 GMT
I take his hand despite the blood, gripping it tightly. "Rowan, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to leave you there. I'm sorry." I say desperately.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on May 27, 2007 11:09:58 GMT
"Fuck you Ian." I say, voice weak and shaky but meaning every word I said. "Fuck you. You left me there. You left me. For 4 years I wondered where my brother had disappeared to. For 4 years I was forced to do worse and worse things. And I understood why you left. What I don't understand was why you didn't take me with you. I've been looking for you for 2 years. And you turn up, when I've been attacked, pretending to care? Fuck you."
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 11:21:50 GMT
"I'm not pretending." I say, a tear sliding down my cheek. "I'm not. Rowan, you're my brother. I care. I just-...I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry!"
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Post by Rowan Hunt on May 27, 2007 12:35:28 GMT
"You're sorry? Your apology means nothing to me. You mean nothing to me. Like family means nothing to you. You fucking pathetic coward."
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 14:04:19 GMT
"Rowan-..." I say softly. "Give me-...give me a chance. I would have come back, I would have-..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 14:45:29 GMT
I walk into St. Mungo's "I'm here!" I call. An attending turns to me,"I'm sorry miss your going to have to wait until a healer come to check you out, I blink a couple of times,"Josh what are you talking about? I work here." He does a double take, "Jessum Madeline? That you love?" I smile,"One and only," "Golly, look at you hair!" He says walking around me,"Yeah I dyed it," I laugh. "I can tell, cripes big change." "Yeah no more calling me blondie," I tease, "Aw, that's no fun," He sulks, "Aw well life goes on," He hands me a chart"Now get to work Speare, your late," He winks. I laugh and look over my chart but something catches my eye. I walk over to a patient,"Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave-" I start,"Ian?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 14:48:28 GMT
I look up, hurriedly wiping my eyes. "Oh-...Madeline-...I-...hey."
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 14:49:47 GMT
"You seem to be popping up everywhere," I say putting my hands on my hips.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 15:02:39 GMT
"Yes, seem to." I say, wiping blood from my shaking hands onto my jacket.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 15:07:38 GMT
I hand him a towel,"Here," I look at the patient,"Realtive?" I ask.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 15:08:36 GMT
I nod shakily. "Brother."
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 15:11:58 GMT
"Never knew," I say walking over grabbing a small green bottle.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 15:18:24 GMT
"I don't see why you would." I say, dropping my gaze to the floor.
"Ashamed of me, Christopher?" Rowan half-laughs bitterly. "Aren't you?"
I sit down heavily, no one had called me that in a long time. "I'm not ashamed of you."
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 15:23:05 GMT
Christopher? "Rowan isnt it?" I ask opening the bottle,"Madeline Speare's the name I'm going to help you get better,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 15:24:06 GMT
Rowan nods mutely, watching me.
I look resolutely at the floor.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 15:27:49 GMT
"Alright," I smile sweetly walking over. "Give me you arm," I tell him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 15:32:03 GMT
Rowan holds out his arm wordlessly.
I start to shift uncomfortable under his stare.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 15:45:39 GMT
"Ian, I'm gonna need you to hold him down," I tell him, sticking a needle into the bottle I had grabbed eariler.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 15:47:08 GMT
I nod, making my way over to Rowan and pinning him down my the shoulders, still looking anywhere but at him.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 15:50:31 GMT
I take hold on Rowan's arm sticking the needle into him,"Okay this may hurt." I tell him pushing down the syringe.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 15:53:01 GMT
"You couldn't hurt me if you tried." Rowan says, looking determinedly at me. "Christopher here has as good as killed me already."
"Rowan-..." I start to say, but trail off, realising I couldn't really say anything in front of Madeline.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 16:08:04 GMT
I pull out the needle and turn back to the counter,"Okay," I say mixing a potion. I hand it to Ian,"He needs to drink this in about ten mintues," I say,"We have to let the medicne take affect first." I look at Rowan,"What happened?" I ask.
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 16:11:40 GMT
"I was attacked. I don't know what it was. Some big creature. In the forest." Rowan says slowly, finally taking his eyes off me.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 16:12:55 GMT
I run a hand throught my hair,"We're gonna have to do some tests then," I turn to Ian,"To make sure th creature he was attacked by wasnt infected with anything."
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 16:17:44 GMT
I nod wordlessly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 16:19:05 GMT
"Ian?" I ask walking over,"you okay?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on May 27, 2007 16:21:48 GMT
"I'm fine." I say bluntly. "Fine."
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Post by Madeline Speare on May 27, 2007 16:29:48 GMT
"Liar," I tell him.
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