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 Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 7:39 pm
Pacing while he fiddled with his fingers, his shirt, his hair, anything he could lay his fingers on without breaking the line he'd been pacing. Back and forth and back again. He shook while his eyes darted about even as they seemed hallow and to not be registering anything going on around him. Words from the whispering nurses didn't reach him, or if they did he didn't register or hear them. He hadn't heard from the doctor yet and his father still wasn't here - where was he?!
The energy that filled him was doing him more harm than good as he shook and paced and couldn't seem to calm himself or stay still for a single moment. His cell phone lay tossed on a chair; discarded and ignored. He just needed something, someone, he wasn't sure but there was a need there eating at him even as he tugged at his bangs, if he kept at it he was going to rip his hair out of his head.
He knew he needed to calm down but every time he tried to still himself, put his hands in his pockets, they just found themselves out and he found himself moving again. It was a battle which he was loosing and while he was loosing the war physically he'd already lost the mental war. He couldn't keep his mind from running a million miles an hour as it replayed things over and over again and yet on the other hand was shouting at him to still and calm himself - that he needed to calm down so he could do what needed to be done. There would be a lot to do but that thought wasn't in his mind at all, the thought hadn't even been able to form., but it certainly would later.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 7:46 pm
Walking through the door, he saw him, Alex. His 'brother' was pacing and looked on the verge of a nervous breakdown. “Alex,” he said in barely a whisper and made a beeline straight for the boy.
He was certain someone, a couple someones jumped out of the way to avoid him, but right now he hardly cared or even noticed. He was beside Alex before he even had the chance to think about it, grabbing the pacing boy lightly and making to turn him toward.
"Alex, it's Xander," he said making sure he caught Alex's attention not wanting to be shoved off, not sure who much his pacing brother was aware of his surroundings. "Your shaking," he stated in a way that was just so him, noting the obvious aloud. "You should sit down. Sit down Alex."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 8:06 pm
Turned around, startled, wide slate hued eyes stared up at the taller figure in front of him. Tan skin and red hair and a familiar uniform. Xander? His mind supplied the name but it took moments before it sunk in. When it did Alexandre stepped closer to the other, right into his personal space.
"I-I can't...I know I need to - I shouldn't be making such a scene. But I can't keep still." His words were shakily spoken as the blonds hands twitched as it seeking something to do, which they were. "I can't stop shaking....n-not since mom got - not since mom got shot." As the last few words left him he threw himself against Xander and his hands, needing something to do, fisted themselves into the others coat. "Is she going to be ok?" Clearly he was unaware of the status of things and he was shaken to the core. He wasn't one for acting like this in public - ever.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 8:22 pm
Xander looked down at Alex, his expression worried, sad, nervous. He currently didn't know how to feel. He'd seen Colette, she was still being operated on, gun shot wounds were a tricky thing, even more so that a rib just piercing a lung, bullet did more damage.
"I know," he said simply, "it's hard but, she wouldn't want you so worked up. She strong, always has been right." He gave a soft smile more remembering something than trying to help. He needed to be there for Alex. His mother was in the operating room and his father wasn't there as of yet.
Alex's phone buzzed and Xander's eyes were momentarily drawn to it before, he felt hands clutching his coat and his arms went to comfort his brother of their own accord. "She's still in, but they are working diligently on her and I'm sure she will come out fine."
He couldn't tell Alex, exactly what he had seen. It was a fight as it often was with chest shots to keep the person stabilized while they work, but Xander had every confidence in the team. He didn't feel bad for telling Alex the half truth he knew he needed to hear. "Does your dad know? Is he on his way?"
The questions were out before he really realized he was asking them, while he patted Alex's back in what he hoped was a reassuring way.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 8:38 pm
Giving a ight, forced, smile he nodded his head. "It's why she's good at her job..." His mother hadn't gotten to be a top lawyer without being a strong person. The hours she put in alone would cause some to back away from the job and leave it. She'd stuck with it and still managed to raise him as well. Sometimes she brought work home or went to bed really late but he knew it, always had, and he'd always accepted it. He hadn't as a child understood how hard it was to keep at something like she did or how she could pull the hours she did. he liked to think that since joining the Negaverse he had some idea. He had the same drive, at least he hoped he did, as his mother had with her job. He had long hours and while not all of it was Negaverse related, being still a teenager with those related duties, he still had his schedule rather full.
"Y-your sure? I haven't heard anything. I haven't seen her since - since she was taken away." His hands relaxed their hold for a moment before tightening again on the others coat.
"H-he knows but he's not here yet. I don't know where he is..." Biting his lip he shook his head against the others chest. "She has to make it....she c-can't..." Trailing off as he couldn't force the words out past the lump in his throat. There was no way she wouldn't make it. He and his father needed her.
As he choked one something, some word that was impossible to decipher, the blond felt his breath hitch as his eyes watered rapidly, the thought of his mother passing has gripped him tightly. And Alexandre in turn gripped Xander tightly as he hid his face in the others coat.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 9:12 pm
Xander knew of course, she was good at her job, it was how they knew each other. It was a long time ago, that Mrs. Evans had become his dad's lawyer. That was before Alex, before Lily. They all knew how it came to be. It was an odd thought growing close to your lawyer, but having a client who was happy to have one's child around probably helped. She wasn't that anymore, though, she was family. Alex was family, it'd been like that for so long.
"I'm sure. I saw her before I came out here. They are still working on her, but I think they should be done soon. I had a similar case and I've finished." He wasn't terrible certain because it wholly depended on how quickly they had gotten her into the OR.
Xander hugged Alex tighter, a shhh, escaping his lips. "She's going to make it. Alex she will." He gave a reassuring squeeze and looked back toward the door to the ER. He wanted to know for certain, so he could reassure Alex, but Alex clearly needed him here.
A face appeared in the window looking at him, but he shook his head and turned his attentions back to Alex. "I can stay with you for a long as you need me to, okay Alex. Just ... just ... everything is going to be alright Alex. You'll see, everything will be fine."
Since becoming involved with the magical fiasco that was Destiny City's night life, Xander wasn't sure how strongly felt about religion and prayer, but at the moment he prayed his words wouldn't come back to haunt him. He didn't think he could forgive himself for telling Alex one thing if the opposite occurred.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 9:23 pm
As an infant his mother had needed to bring him around to the office with her, before he could go to school, as she hadn't wanted a babysitter for him. His mother hadn't wanted him to grow up with a lacking parental influence in his life and she wanted to always be there for him, to be there for the firsts of everything. She had been and his father had seen many, and one parent or the other had captured them on film in some manner. He sort of feared his mother ever showing people, outside his family, the picture books and films of him as a child. And yet he had pictures from his childhood in his home. But it was always being there that had gotten him to know Lily and Xander's father who had decided to bring his daughter, to give Alexandre some company. From there it had taken off with the two parents talking outside of work and the children playing and the parents getting closer. It really should have been foreseen.
"I hope...I need to see her and know she's ok..." Choking on a sob he knew he was a mess, so he didn't pull his face from the others coat, as he let the tears fall and the soft sounds escape him. He didn't need to hide right now, even though some part of him wanted no one to see this aside from Xander, especially those gossiping nurses.
"I - I hope. There was just blood..and her shits ruined. She tried to calm me down....when she was the one shot." A broken laugh escaped him and he shook in the others hold. "I should have been trying to calm her, she should have been panicked." And yet he'd been the one all a panic. "You can stay with me? Will they let you? I - I know your on shift..." He had gotten to know the others work hours very well, he wouldn't be a proper little brother if he didn't. He didn't want to call Xander when he may be busy after all. Saving lives came first. "Was mother down in the ER at all? Did you see her come in?" Had she been conscious then? How had she been when she'd gotten in? Had she asked about him? Had the cops been there?
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 10:03 pm
Xander just hugged Alex tighter, hoping his resolve didn't crack, feeling antsy. "You'll see her soon Alex. She be out as soon as they patch her up and I'm sure they will let you stay with her a while. Okay?" Alex was crying and Xander shook his head holding tight.
Xander blinked when Alex spoke about her shirt. He was certain it wouldn't matter, the shirt had need to be removed, so Xander hadn't seen the bloody shirt. He'd instead seen her open chest and beating heart and grimaced slightly remembering it. Everything had gone in fast forward and at the time he barely recognized what he was seeing.
"Yes, I can stay. I ... they can see me now. I don't think they would let me work right now. They would say I'm compromised and you can't afford mistakes in the ER. There are other's on call, if they are needed."
He pulled Alex back from him putting, looking over to the reception desk and motioning to a box of tissues on the counter. "I saw her when she came in and I saw her before I came out her. She is alive," he said firmly. A confirmation for now. Yes, Xander had seen Mrs. Evans and she had been alive. Unconcious, but alive.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 10:11 pm
"I - I hope. I don't wanna go home..." He didn't want to go home period. He didn't want to face Johnathan or Lily, or anyone else, right now. He just wanted to be here and see his mother and make sure, with his own eyes, that she was alright and would be fine. He hoped the nurses would let him stay past visiting hours. He didn't think he could leave without having to be removed physically.
"Are you...compromised?" He asked feeling a bit guilty. Was it him or his mother who had done that? He didn't feel bad taking the other away from work but rather he felt bad taking him away from potentially needy people.
Nodding his head to the words he drew away from Xander in order to shuffle himself over to the tissue box and rather than take a tissue he took the whole box. Cradled to his chest, much like a stuffed animal would be cradled by a small child, and shuffled back to the other and past him to a chair. He finally felt calm enough to sit but he also needed Xander - his comfort. So he sat, his legs drawn up close, his pleading eyes pinned on the red head.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 10:22 pm
Xander nodded, he could understand well enough. He himself didn't know if he would be able to sleep tonight and even more so, for once he didn't know what to do. Should he call his parents and England and let them know what happened. They would want to know, they would come, he was sure.
Are you compromised? The question rang in his head, sounding so loud in the waiting room, when in actually it hadn't been. He nodded, yes, he was comprised. He had know Mrs. Evans for years, she had been there through birthdays, piano recitals, family gathering and so many social events. She was like that aunt you loved dearly, but wasn't actually related to you. And Alex, his brother was there now, needing him and his focus would be split. "Yes, but thats okay. It happens to the best of us. It's harder to see a family member in the ER, they all know that."
Xander watched Alex get the box of tissues and hold it close before taking a seat and looking at him. He responded instantly, sitting down in the chair behind him and putting an arm around Alex's shoulder to pull him close. "Not going anywhere little bro. Promise."
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:36 pm
"Ok...I don't want them mad with you because of me." Because he was needy and was taking the other away from more needy people. Again, he didn't care about the nurses or other doctors opinions. He cared about the other needy people and what might happen, or be said, to Xander. He didn't want to affect other people, or at least as little as possible.
Turning he curled himself into the other and started taking tissues from the box to bow his nose out with and than clean his sore, puffy, eyes. He didn't cry often and he knew, like the few other times he cried, that he'd have a headache from this. It happened whenever he got like this, as rare as it was, and he hated it.
Being that he also didn't take over the counter medication, he wouldn't even take prescription medication unless it was for an illness (pain pills didn't count) unless he had to, as he disliked normal conventional medications. Pain medications had always had a nasty, and highly disliked, side effect on him. Other medications he didn't like the side effects that were listed for them. So he tried to avoid them all as much as he could. So he'd now have a headache and nothing for it. Groaning he buried his head in the others chest.
"Do you think they'll let me stay past visiting hours?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 5:58 pm
Xander shook his head, "trust me they will be more angry if I got back there and make a mistake. Also I'm not full fledged yet, remember, not until sometime after Christmas. I'm still in my residency, the homestretch thankfully, but still a residency. They will understand." Truthfully Xander wasn't entirely sure how they would react when he did return to the ER. Sure they would understand, but at the same time, he sort of just walked out. He really couldn't be overly bothered to care at the moment however.
He sat quietly rubbing Alex's back and allowing his brother to take comfort in his presence only breifly wondering where his sister was. She would normally be the one, clinging to Alex to offer him comfort. His mind supplied a, she must not know, and he looked down to Alex once more.
Xander gave Alex a squeeze, "No I don't think they will make you leave, but it they do ask for me and I will try to work something out okay. I do not think it will be a problem though. They have eyes and hopefully they are using them."
The nurses were looking, they could see Alex was distraught and Xander could tell making him leave to soon would do more harm than good. He wouldn't let them do it, if he could help it at all.
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 6:20 pm
"I know...and you'll make a good doctor." He had no doubt about that. Xander was just cut out for this sort of job, helping others. It wasn't something Alexandre could do, and not because he wasn't good at helping people. It was a field he couldn't get into because he didn't want to see children hurt, that would bother him, it would distract him too much. Really he'd never thought of a field that would suit him well, he knew law certainly wasn't a field for him nor was dealing with people and their emotions. While he'd said art would be his thing he always said it because it seemed like the only thing. But he didn't know for sure if that was it, maybe he'd find something in college.
Nuzzling into the others chest he nodded his head. "I'd like it if they'd let me stay - it would be nice." He really didn't want to leave, even if he had to stay the night here in the waiting/sitting room. He just didn't want to leave the hospital. He wanted to be close to his mother; in case anything happened be it good or bad.
"Wait...they have eyes..." Looking at himself than Xander he sniffed. "I'm making a scene..." He whispered and gave something of a choked laugh and a small hiccup. "I must look horrible." And his mother. Oh, if she found out he was a mess like this she'd feel bad, when she had no reason to! Just like she'd tried to calm him back at the plaza. Laying in his arms, bleeding, and she was trying to comfort him.
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 6:46 pm
Xander gave a small smile, feeling pride at the compliment from Alex. It was nice to know the boy believe in his so much. "Thank Alex, that means a lot. I really hope you are right. I like to think I will make a good doctor."
Xander almost laughed at being nuzzled, almost like Alex was a sleepy child, but he held it in because the moment hardly called for laughter and his humor drained quickly because Alex was in a way. Xander shouldn't have found amusement in the action at the moment. Maybe they could laugh about it, one day, in the furture, when this day was to his mother a badge showing just how strong she was.
Xander blinked not really realizing his words would have the effect they had, but smiled at the somewhat laugh it produced. "Yes, but don't worry they wont fault you for it."
He looked at Alex and his state and shook his head. He did look a mess but it was to be expected. His usually neat hair was messy and he looked as though he had been crying, of course, because he had. "Not to bad," he said, a half truth, "just need to fix you hair a bit."
Xander ruffled the blonde locks and looked at Alex, "better ... no? Well you can have my hair tie if you like." Currently it was in his hair, but, he had more in the back anyway and he didn't really need it at the moment anyway.
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 6:54 pm
"You will - I know it." Andhis parents both did as well, the few times they spoke of it. it wasn't uncommon for his parents to talk about the Jacobs and the children, Rose, Xander, and Lily. It was just like the three were children of his own parents at times, it was something you got used to. And it just went to show even more how family like the Evans and Jacobs family were.
Nodding his head slowly he smiled a soft and watery smile. "I'm glad...I'd rather not be remembered like this or have it held against me." He didn't want to think back on himself like this. He didn't like this him at all, this weak and needy him. And his head was starting to hurt, a dull ache that was quickly gaining in strength and taking over.
"Would be nice..." Groaning he raised one hand, away from [his tissue box and spreading his hand so against one temple rested his thumb and against the other his middle finger. Gently rubbing. "Headache..." The word was a mumbled complaint, delayed, and innocently said as if it was a nuisance of a thing but not the big thing here - and it wasn't.
Xander had effectively calmed him down and he'd stopped shaking, at some point, and just lay against the other. he'd have remained like this had he not heard his name shouted by an all too familiar voice - his father. Looking up he stared. "Dad...." He didn't move though. He'd let Xander pull his hair back before he went to see his father.
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