Kaiden

Waiting. Breathing. Crying.
Waiting. Breathing. Crying.
Waiting. Breathing. Crying.
Pacing. Panic. Pacing. Panic.

"It's ok lil guy." I ruffle Niyx's hair, feeling the exact opposite. "It's ok, it's ok." I'm mostly saying it for my own benefit. Niyx is sipping a juice box, a hand clutching his towel. My hands are stained red with her blood. Her. Blood.

I let my guard down, and I'm ashamed. It's all my fault. I curse, beating myself up, wringing my hands. My fault. My fault. My fault. I hear the creak of the door opening and I jump to my feet. The nurse has an ashen look on her face. "It's not looking good." She beckons me inside, and the sinking pit in my stomach lurches. "Stay here." I nod at Niyx. He can't see this.

A recurring, monotonous beep resonates around the room, accompanied by the occasional out of place shrieking beep. Lying there, calmly, serenely despite the situation is Alex. Her hair is pulled back into a loose ponytail, no longer matted by the blood they've washed out, and her eyes are closed as her chest rises up and down slowly, covered by the hospital clothing. A long, white bandage winds around her head, soaked in medicine and attached with pins. Her hand scarred by silver streaks is tucked into the blanket, as the other is connected to numerous tubes leading to a monitor transferring data to the main base. "How-" I breathe in deeply as the room around me spins slightly.

"She's suffered from intense blood loss since it's been flowing irregularly, causing us to change her bandages multiple times. We still have to conduct a physical and neurologic exam along with a head scan, head Regen or head x-ray to assess the nature and severity of the injury and determine the appropriate treatment." She closes her clipboard with a snap, causing my nerves to jump. Sensing my unease, she smiles softly. "It's going to be ok. My girlfriend-her doctor is the top surgical doctor here, so I know she's in good care."

"Is she-are her symptoms normal?" My voice is raspy and shaky. Oh, gods, I hate it. I'm supposed to be the strong, calm, Kaiden James who always knows what to do.

Now, of course, her voice quivers slightly. "Well you see, as we haven't conducted the tests yet-it's not confirmed, but... " She straightens up, looking me dead in the eye. "Her unusual symptoms and continual battle to fend off the medicine helping her means that there's a 92 per cent chance that's she's going to die." That she's going to die.

Die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die

She dashes out of the room, leaving me alone. Good. No, it's not good. Sinking, slowly, level with Alex I sit on the stool next to her. A numbing feeling overwhelms me, and I bury my bloody hands into my face, and I cry. I cry like the world is ending, like I'm dying of pain, like my family is dying because it is. Sobbing, hiccuping into her now sodden sheets is the only action I can perform right now.

A soft tip-tap of feet comes from behind and I feel two arms wrap around me. "It's ok Daddy. Mommy will be fine." In a hoarse voice, I reluctantly reply "I'm sorry Niyx. I don't think she will be." So with that, I returned to my own pool of misery, and I sat there, glassy-eyed as doctors come in an out of the room, and I hold her hand tight like I'm never, ever letting go.

A/N I know I haven't really been active a lot, but I'll try to post more as I've already written the parts, just can't find enough time to put it up. Hope you're enjoying, and every vote or comment makes my day (and the chances of me posting earlier increase)

~Dommie