Post by Tammy on Aug 17, 2006 11:13:29 GMT -5
The next morning Marlena lay curled up in a chair that sat beside John’s hospital bed. Unbeknownst to her John lay there wide awake…just watching her sleep. He stared at this lovely woman who was virtually a stranger…and yet he felt as tough he had known her all his life. She had taken care of him when others had given up. She treaded him with respect, tenderness and…love. The early morning sun shown through the hospital window beaming on Marlena’s face and she didn’t even flinch. Not until John’s doctor came into the room and called her name, “Nurse Evans?” He nodded at her and she knew that he wanted to speak with her in private. She glanced over at John…and without a word she left the room.
A little while later Marlena was in the nurses lounge changing out of her scrubs when Lexi walked in. “So it is just a suspension…right?” There was silence so Lexi continued, “A few weeks? That’s what he said?” Marlena nodded blankly, “Yep…that’s what he said.” Lexi nodded, “Hmm…that’s not so bad. I wish I had a few weeks off.” Lexi was doing her best to bring some relief to the situation but it was not working. Lexi approached her, “So…you going to go on a road trip?” Marlena twirled around from her locker, “I quit Lexi!” Marlena glanced at Lexi and then walked out of the room.
Outside the hospital entrance John’s father Shawn was arguing with his doctor. Doctor Reynolds was trying to impress the seriousness of John condition to his father, but Shawn didn’t want to hear it. He stood there while the medical professionals loaded John into the ambulance. Dr. Reynolds grabbed Shawn’s arm, “I can not tell you strongly enough what a mistake I believe you are making! He needs constant supervision. There are things wrong with his system that we don’t even understand yet.” Shawn shook off the doctors arm, “See if you can understand this. THIS is my son. YOU put him in leather restraints. Now he is coming home with us where he can recover without being tied down. And by the time the welts on his arms heal you will be lucky to still have your medical license.” Dr. Reynolds shook his head, “You are making a mistake!” Shawn pulled away from the doctor yet again, “Well forgive me…but I am not having a lot of faith in your judgment anymore doctor. Now if you will excuse me!” Shawn jumped into the back of the ambulance with his son and they speed off…leaving Dr. Reynolds standing there hoping for the best.
Marlena stood there in her apartment looking around at what amounted to her life. She felt as though her life where slipping away. She felt as though she lost her job just for the mere fact that she cared about her patient. She knew that she wasn’t supposed to get emotionally involved…but she couldn’t help it. She had taken care of John and his basic needs for almost two years…and she couldn’t turn her back on him just because he had woken up. She paced back and forth in her apartment feeling trapped. She frantically began stripping the walls of all of there adornments. When that task was accomplished she pulled some old tarps and cans of paint out of the closet and began to paint the walls. Not because they needed it…she basically did it for a release of pent up emotions. She painted roughly as though she was taking out her frustrations. As she made vigorous strokes she began to breakdown. She wiped the sweat from her brow and she fell to the floor and began to cry. Her life had changed so much in the past few days that she felt as though she were spinning out of control. She had feelings for a man that she hardly knew. She had cared for him for two years and he never uttered a word. Not that he had too…John had a presence about him that conveyed so much more than words ever could. But since he woke up…he seemed so broken and lost. Marlena wanted desperately to help him…and now because she lost her job…she felt she lost the chance to help this man she cared so much about. While sitting there the phone began to ring…feeling the need to not talk to anyone she let the machine pick it up. The voice on the message brought her out of her stupor. “Hello Ms. Evans I’m calling from Dr. Daniels office, Uh…regarding your sister.” When the caller hung up Marlena rose from the floor and hurried out the door.
Marlena stood outside her sisters hospital room and took a deep breathe before entering. She walked in and saw her sister sitting in a chair. Marlena smiled the best she could, “Hey there sister.” “Uh…Marlena” Her sister got up and walked over to the bed and climbed in. Marlena covered her sister up and climbed in next to her. Marlena handed her sister some comic books and the woman’s face lit up. “You didn’t let someone else read to you…did you?” Marlena said smiling and her sister laughed “Maybe.” Marlena smiled “Maybe huh? How about that handsome nurse Jake…I bet you let him read to you. You know…he doesn’t do the voices like I do.” “Are M… M… Mommy and Daddy coming?” Marlena took a deep breathe and answered the question just has she has done so many times “No honey…they couldn’t make it today.” “Oh. Um, but…you remembered.” “Yep…I remembered.” Her sister smiled, “I have n…new comic books.” Marlena smiled, “You do? Lets see. Oh…this is a good one. So Sam…who do you want to play?” The woman smiled, “Um the…h…hero.” “Of course you do. Okay lets go to the first page.” Marlena was reading to her sister when she saw the doctor come to the door and motion for her to come in the hall. She looked at her sister and then back to the doctor who had a serious expression on his face…she knew this would not be a pleasant conversation.
Across town Shawn had settled John into his room. John had awoken to see his father pacing the room and John spoke, “Is it night…or day?” Shawn was startled and walked over to his sons bed, “It’s night…you’ve been sleeping.” He looked at his son who looked as though he was devoid of any emotion. Shawn sat down next to John and sighed, “They say in the hospital…they say that you called out for…for Brady. That he was in the room with you. Is that…” John interrupted, “Oh…well I was sedated.” Shawn shook his head, “No…this was before you were sedated John.” John just looked up at the ceiling and huffed, “Huh.” Shawn touched his son on the shoulder, “What’s happening John?” Son…if you don’t tell me, I wont know what’s going on. I can’t help you if you don’t…” “What’s going on? I blinked pop…I blinked and I woke up two years later. My wife is married to another man. My son’s…my son…in a blink.” John had tears streaming down his face. Shawn had tears running down his cheeks, “I wish I could just take…take all this pain away from you. Wish I could take it for you…and if I could I would. I just…I just want my boy back.” John looked at his father and tears streamed from his eyes and he looked away. Shawn looked away and realized what he had said, “Uh yeah… I’ll tell the nurse that you are awake, all right?” John said nothing and his father left the room. As John sat in the silence of his room and he heard it again…he heard the sound of a flute. He sat straight up in his bed and he saw him…John saw Brady sitting on the floor playing his little flute with his little red back pack by his side. John’s heart began to race. As he starred at the image of his son and he heard his little voice saying, “It’s time to go daddy.” He saw Brady pick up his little red back pack and then he disappeared. John flopped back down into his bed…his face dampened with tears. He lifted his hands in front of his face and stared blankly at them, “What the heck is happening to me…what is happening to me? Oh God!” He brought his hands up to cover his eyes and began to weep. He began to pant heavily and he kept crying ‘Oh God” over and over again. Shawn heard the commotion and came running back into the room. He ran over to John’s side. “ Son what is it…what’s happening?” John covered his eyes and wouldn’t look at his father. Shawn began to panic, “John what is it son…Johnny what is it? WILL YOU TALK TO ME DAMN IT…talk to me…what is it?” John finally got his breathing under control and looked at his father with bloodshot eyes, “He was here.” Shawn began to cry. He bent over and embraced his son…and after a few moments John embraced him back…hanging on for dear life!
A little while later Marlena was in the nurses lounge changing out of her scrubs when Lexi walked in. “So it is just a suspension…right?” There was silence so Lexi continued, “A few weeks? That’s what he said?” Marlena nodded blankly, “Yep…that’s what he said.” Lexi nodded, “Hmm…that’s not so bad. I wish I had a few weeks off.” Lexi was doing her best to bring some relief to the situation but it was not working. Lexi approached her, “So…you going to go on a road trip?” Marlena twirled around from her locker, “I quit Lexi!” Marlena glanced at Lexi and then walked out of the room.
Outside the hospital entrance John’s father Shawn was arguing with his doctor. Doctor Reynolds was trying to impress the seriousness of John condition to his father, but Shawn didn’t want to hear it. He stood there while the medical professionals loaded John into the ambulance. Dr. Reynolds grabbed Shawn’s arm, “I can not tell you strongly enough what a mistake I believe you are making! He needs constant supervision. There are things wrong with his system that we don’t even understand yet.” Shawn shook off the doctors arm, “See if you can understand this. THIS is my son. YOU put him in leather restraints. Now he is coming home with us where he can recover without being tied down. And by the time the welts on his arms heal you will be lucky to still have your medical license.” Dr. Reynolds shook his head, “You are making a mistake!” Shawn pulled away from the doctor yet again, “Well forgive me…but I am not having a lot of faith in your judgment anymore doctor. Now if you will excuse me!” Shawn jumped into the back of the ambulance with his son and they speed off…leaving Dr. Reynolds standing there hoping for the best.
Marlena stood there in her apartment looking around at what amounted to her life. She felt as though her life where slipping away. She felt as though she lost her job just for the mere fact that she cared about her patient. She knew that she wasn’t supposed to get emotionally involved…but she couldn’t help it. She had taken care of John and his basic needs for almost two years…and she couldn’t turn her back on him just because he had woken up. She paced back and forth in her apartment feeling trapped. She frantically began stripping the walls of all of there adornments. When that task was accomplished she pulled some old tarps and cans of paint out of the closet and began to paint the walls. Not because they needed it…she basically did it for a release of pent up emotions. She painted roughly as though she was taking out her frustrations. As she made vigorous strokes she began to breakdown. She wiped the sweat from her brow and she fell to the floor and began to cry. Her life had changed so much in the past few days that she felt as though she were spinning out of control. She had feelings for a man that she hardly knew. She had cared for him for two years and he never uttered a word. Not that he had too…John had a presence about him that conveyed so much more than words ever could. But since he woke up…he seemed so broken and lost. Marlena wanted desperately to help him…and now because she lost her job…she felt she lost the chance to help this man she cared so much about. While sitting there the phone began to ring…feeling the need to not talk to anyone she let the machine pick it up. The voice on the message brought her out of her stupor. “Hello Ms. Evans I’m calling from Dr. Daniels office, Uh…regarding your sister.” When the caller hung up Marlena rose from the floor and hurried out the door.
Marlena stood outside her sisters hospital room and took a deep breathe before entering. She walked in and saw her sister sitting in a chair. Marlena smiled the best she could, “Hey there sister.” “Uh…Marlena” Her sister got up and walked over to the bed and climbed in. Marlena covered her sister up and climbed in next to her. Marlena handed her sister some comic books and the woman’s face lit up. “You didn’t let someone else read to you…did you?” Marlena said smiling and her sister laughed “Maybe.” Marlena smiled “Maybe huh? How about that handsome nurse Jake…I bet you let him read to you. You know…he doesn’t do the voices like I do.” “Are M… M… Mommy and Daddy coming?” Marlena took a deep breathe and answered the question just has she has done so many times “No honey…they couldn’t make it today.” “Oh. Um, but…you remembered.” “Yep…I remembered.” Her sister smiled, “I have n…new comic books.” Marlena smiled, “You do? Lets see. Oh…this is a good one. So Sam…who do you want to play?” The woman smiled, “Um the…h…hero.” “Of course you do. Okay lets go to the first page.” Marlena was reading to her sister when she saw the doctor come to the door and motion for her to come in the hall. She looked at her sister and then back to the doctor who had a serious expression on his face…she knew this would not be a pleasant conversation.
Across town Shawn had settled John into his room. John had awoken to see his father pacing the room and John spoke, “Is it night…or day?” Shawn was startled and walked over to his sons bed, “It’s night…you’ve been sleeping.” He looked at his son who looked as though he was devoid of any emotion. Shawn sat down next to John and sighed, “They say in the hospital…they say that you called out for…for Brady. That he was in the room with you. Is that…” John interrupted, “Oh…well I was sedated.” Shawn shook his head, “No…this was before you were sedated John.” John just looked up at the ceiling and huffed, “Huh.” Shawn touched his son on the shoulder, “What’s happening John?” Son…if you don’t tell me, I wont know what’s going on. I can’t help you if you don’t…” “What’s going on? I blinked pop…I blinked and I woke up two years later. My wife is married to another man. My son’s…my son…in a blink.” John had tears streaming down his face. Shawn had tears running down his cheeks, “I wish I could just take…take all this pain away from you. Wish I could take it for you…and if I could I would. I just…I just want my boy back.” John looked at his father and tears streamed from his eyes and he looked away. Shawn looked away and realized what he had said, “Uh yeah… I’ll tell the nurse that you are awake, all right?” John said nothing and his father left the room. As John sat in the silence of his room and he heard it again…he heard the sound of a flute. He sat straight up in his bed and he saw him…John saw Brady sitting on the floor playing his little flute with his little red back pack by his side. John’s heart began to race. As he starred at the image of his son and he heard his little voice saying, “It’s time to go daddy.” He saw Brady pick up his little red back pack and then he disappeared. John flopped back down into his bed…his face dampened with tears. He lifted his hands in front of his face and stared blankly at them, “What the heck is happening to me…what is happening to me? Oh God!” He brought his hands up to cover his eyes and began to weep. He began to pant heavily and he kept crying ‘Oh God” over and over again. Shawn heard the commotion and came running back into the room. He ran over to John’s side. “ Son what is it…what’s happening?” John covered his eyes and wouldn’t look at his father. Shawn began to panic, “John what is it son…Johnny what is it? WILL YOU TALK TO ME DAMN IT…talk to me…what is it?” John finally got his breathing under control and looked at his father with bloodshot eyes, “He was here.” Shawn began to cry. He bent over and embraced his son…and after a few moments John embraced him back…hanging on for dear life!
