She tilted her head. Her smile twitched. She rocked her little boy, who was calm and falling asleep. “You have to let me do things alone sometime.” She mouthed. She looked down at the toddler in her arms and kissed him repeatedly. “But does this mean… you’ll take me back?” She bit her lip hard, her eyes were… there was genuine fear in them. She was afraid that… being more broken would put a worse strain on their relationship. Cause him to leave her again.
And he laughed a little bit at that, looking at her as she kissed the baby on the head a few times. Gage had put his thumb in his mouth and started suckling on it. He licked his lips and looked at her at the question before moving his chair closer. He then said to hell with it and stood up. He moved over to her and leaned down so she could look him right in the eyes. “Yeah, I shouldn’tve left in t’first place,” he whispered. “‘m gonna take care of ya, I promise.”
She snuggled up to the little boy, then watched how Chris slumped away. Her eyes watered, and she beckoned to a nurse. The nurse came over and Skye mouthed what she wanted to say, but couldn’t. Because Chris wasn’t looking. “She says… don’t guilt yourself. That it was her fault for not getting help. And that if you’ll have it, she wants help. And you.” The nurse shifted awkwardly, and glanced between the two. Skye looked over at Chris quietly, her fingers running against her one year old’s head. He was sniffling, but mostly calm now.
And he was so tired, he was so emotionally drained from this whole thing. It wasn’t her fault really, she didn’t ask for this accident to happen to her. He wished it hadn’t taken this to get their act together and see things for what they really were. He sat with his head in his hands, listening to the nurse talk to him and he finally looked up, meeting her eyes. “Y’are under t’impression that ‘m lettin’ y’go anywhere without me now.” And that was the truth.
She watched him kiss her hand, and her lip twitched. She looked at the Doctor’s quietly, her eyes tearing up for a moment before she looked back at Chris. Her eyes got huge when she felt the wedding ring. She moved her hand around and started to play with the ring on his finger. Hers had been on a necklace she’d been wearing. She… didn’t know where it’d gone now. She stared at him quietly then grabbed his hand, moving her hand out of his grasp and started drawing letters on his palm, instead. “I love you. I’m sorry.” She looked up at him, then picked up Gage and hugged him tightly, pressing a kiss to her little boy’s head.
Chris had never taken it off. He had only done what he thought was best for the safety of their son; he hadn’t left her because he didn’t love her, it was just … he worried. He looked at her and pursed his lips together, trying hard to keep his emotions in check again. He licked his lips and concentrated on what she was writing in his hand. “No, y’don’t have t’be sorry,” he whispered, looking at her. He watched Gage snuggle up to her and wrap his arms around her as best he could. And his guilt took over again, making him sink into the nearest chair, his head in his hands.
The nurses and doctors were still trying to When Chris pushed them away, she pushed off her mask, reached into her own mouth and pulled out the tube they’d put in. It hurt. A lot. but she’d been through worse. She coughed loudly then opened her mouth, and started - at least as far as she thought - speaking. “I love you too. You big stupid idiot.” But there was no noise. She stared up at him wide eyed, then put her hand over her mouth when she realized there was no noise. She looked at the nurses and doctors, then back at Chris.
And he watched her start to remove the tube, a nurse helping her easily and Gage had stopped crying, staring at her face the same as Chris had been. He watched her try to speak and nothing came out, but he read her lips and the message was still the same. He slid his fingers through hers and looked at Gage then at the doctor for guidance. Could have been something with her brain … "We’ll have to run some tests to see … " was all he could offer. "Bloody useless," he muttered, bringing her hand to his lips and kissed them. Chris moved to sit Gage on the bed before taking both of her hands in his, one over the other; she’d feel he still had his wedding ring on. "Hiya, could y’not do that again please? Don’t try to talk, okay. Just … move your lips, I can read’em."
SAY IT. SAY IT. SAY IT. she kept screaming out mentally. Because she couldn’t wake up. Her body wouldn’t wake up. It was fighting with her. And she was on the verge of giving up entirely. And just letting her brother take her. She was struggling to get her eyes to open, they were twitching. Her eyelids were twitching. And at the sound of Gage’s cries… her eyes snapped open. She started struggling against the nurses and doctors. All instincts begging her to comfort her son.
Chris was rooted in place, internally screaming for them to do something and then Gage started to cry. He looked over at the cot, willing himself to move and his feet were stuck in place. He finally let out a sound before moving over to pick up the boy, wrapping both arms around him and holding him close. He had his back to the commotion, eyes closed and then it stopped; just like the the beeping stopped. He turned, Gage in his arms and moved over to the bed, gently pushing one of the doctors out of the way. And there she was — her eyes open, Gage still crying, but … her eyes were open. “Oh, bloody hell,” he moaned, tears dripping down his cheeks. “Bloody hell, ‘m sorry, I thought I lost ya, oh goddammit.” He paused and had to get his voice under control. “I love ya, bloody hell,” he whispered, still holding the boy close with one arm and the other reaching for her hand.
Her hand twitched.
The monitors started going crazy.
And in came all the Doctors and nurses, rushing to work on her again.
And he watched it, with his own two eyes and he thought he was going crazy, until it happened again. He stood up to move toward her to see if it was a fluke, but he was pushed out of the way by doctors and nurses. And the sound of the monitors woke up Gage, who started crying from his cot in the corner.