Date: Wed, 12 Feb 2014 17:44:37 +0000
From: B S <hotboy__28@hotmail.com>
Subject: Accidents will Happen - Chapter 27

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Accidents will Happen

Chapter 27

Jane walked over to the side of Dylan's bed and took his hand in hers.  Her
face showed her feelings and emotions, it was clear she was struggling with
the situation but what parent wouldn't be.  She was a strong woman but as
she sat in the chair by the side of Dylan's bed she rested her head on his
hand and sobbed.  Understanding this moment was not one I should witness I
quietly left the room and Jane to her emotions.

Outside in the waiting area I sat down and indulged myself in a little
reminiscing, the moment I had met Dylan, the exciting times we'd had and
the joy that he brought to my life every day.  The memories filled me with
a warmth that brought both a glow and a smile to my face.  We were lucky to
have his Mother's blessing and support and I suddenly felt that I had
wholeheartedly failed them both by not being able to protect Dylan.

The questions started flooding through my mind; why had Dylan not told me
about him being bullied or at risk?  Had he known?  Was this just some nut
from school that had a grudge against gays?  Did the school know there was
a problem? Had he confided in any of his friends?  It was clear that this
was also a shock to Jane and Dylan was always extremely open with his mom
although conscious about not unduly upsetting or worrying her. Did he think
maybe he had the situation under control?

The more I sat there the more questions I had, I wanted Dylan to wake up,
not just so I could hug him and kiss him and tell him how much I loved him,
but also to get the answers to my questions, to find out which sick bastard
had done this and to make sure they paid for their crime.

My deep thought was broken by the door to Dylan's room opening.  Jane stuck
her head out the gap, her face smeared and her eyes red from her crying.

"I have somebody in here who's calling for you" she said breaking in to a
little smile.  I jumped up quickly and made my way into the room.

"Hey Doc" said a very croaky and husky voice as I entered the room and
stood by the door.  "Hope you don't mind me visiting you at work?"

I smiled at Dylan and the tears started to flow once again.  I walked
slowly towards the bed.  "Well I've been rather busy but I can make some
time, as it's you!!" I said my voice breaking from the emotion as I tried
to get myself in to check.

I walked over to his bed and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.  Dylan
winced. "Sorry baby you must be sore?" Dylan just smiled at me.

"I'm sorry Doc, I'm so sorry for all the trouble" Dylan said his voice
trailing off and his eyes closing, the brief conversation proving
exhausting for him.  Dylan fell back into unconsciousness.

I looked at Jane as I wiped the tears that had been gently rolling down my
cheeks.  "I'm afraid he's going to be in and out like this for the next 24
hours."

"Oh Dan I don't care, he woke up that's the only thing that matters, he
woke up and he recognized me and he talked to me."

"How about I go and get us some tea?  We're going to be here a while and I
don't know about you but all this crying is seriously dehydrating me!"
Jane chuckled and nodded and I left her to guard over our most prized
possession.

I walked down the corridor and looked at the coffee machine for what seemed
like an age.  "Can't face the shit from the machine?" a voice from behind
me asked. I turned around to face the voice that I recognized it was Roger.
"I wanted to come and see how you were doing Dan" he said. "You've had one
hell of a day and the team down stairs in the ER wanted to know you were ok
and wanted you to know they're all thinking about you."

In the drama of the day I had forgotten that I had been working and me
disappearing would have meant all of my colleagues would have had to pick
up my work.  I'd come in early to help and had just deserted the team when
Dylan had come through the door.

"Oh Roger I am so sorry, I just left you guys in the crap when this
happened" suddenly feeling immensely guilty.

"Dan, for goodness sake stop worrying about that, each and every one of us
would have done exactly the same as you if we'd been in that position.  The
most important thing is Dylan is recovering and you and his mom are doing
ok."  I looked at Roger and the sincerity in his eyes almost overwhelmed
me.  I flung my arms around him and hugged him tight.  "Thank you Roger,
thank you for your support and thank you for saving Dylan.  Without you he
wouldn't be here and that is something I will never be able to repay you
for."

Roger squeezed me back, "Dan it's what we do day in and day out.  You've
saved your fair share of patients, now you know how the families feel when
you save their relatives.  It can only make you an even better doctor than
you already are.  We're all over the moon downstairs that Dylan made it
through and if there's anything you need just let us know."  I let go of
Roger knowing that the hug may have gone on a little too long.

"Thanks Roger those words mean a lot to me.  Right I promised Dylan's mom
some tea and I know I could do with one so?." I said turning back to the
coffee machine feeling a little embarrassed by my overt show of emotion.

"Jeez you don't want to drink the shit from that machine Dan. I think it's
appalling they put that stuff in a hospital where we're supposed to help
people and then poison them with that God awful shit.  Come down here to
the surgeon's staff room, they have a kettle and tea so you can make fresh
decent stuff."  Roger led me off down the corridor and into the staff room.
I had never been on this level before and had had no idea that there were
doctor's lounges. The room was bright with a bank of windows all along the
far wall with several chairs and sofa's placed sporadically around the
room.  Roger led me to the small kitchenette in the corner and took two
cups from the small cupboard.

For the next ten minutes Roger and I made small talk whilst I waited for
the kettle to boil and then made tea for Jane and me.  Once the tea was
made we both exited the door and he walked with me towards Dylan's room.
As we got there he opened the door to let me in.  "See you soon Dan, take
care of yourself."  I placed the cups on the side table and turned round to
say thanks but Roger was already gone.

In my absence Jane had fallen asleep in the chair next to Dylan, her
exhaustion finally catching up with her.  I took the tea I had made for
myself and stood against the wall at the end of the room, staring down
looking at Dylan in his bed and Jane to the left sleeping in the chair
sipping gently from the cup. The sudden peace and quiet had begun to hit me
and I felt the wash of tiredness start to encompass my body.  I finished me
tea and went outside to look for a chair.  Having "borrowed" one from the
empty room next door I placed it on the opposite side of Dylan's bed and
rested my head on the sheets of the bed.  Two minutes later I was asleep.


I had no idea how long I'd slept but was woken by the raging pain in my
back and the feel of something gently stroking my head.  I straightened up
and massaged the base of my back, I'd slept bent over on Dylan's bed and my
back was telling me it didn't appreciate it. I looked at my watch and it
was 7:30am, incredibly I'd slept for almost 12 hours. Rubbing my eyes and
face I squinted and looked over to where Jane had been sleeping but she was
gone.  Feeling slightly disorientated by my surroundings I struggled to get
my thoughts together.

"Morning sleepy head" came a voice that made my heart jump.  I looked over
towards Dylan and his eyes were wide open and looking at me.  "Did you
sleep well?  I didn't have the heart to wake you when mom left."

"Baby you're awake" I replied almost squealing like an over excited school
girl.  "Oh my God how are you feeling" I asked knowing this to be a truly
stupid question.

"Well you know Doc, I've had better days" Dylan replied raising his
eyebrows at me.

"Ok, Ok I know stupid question but baby I am so happy to see you awake."

"I'm happy to be awake Dan, I'm so sorry for worrying you and mom so badly
and for causing so much trouble, I can't imagine how worried you guys must
have been."  Dylan's voice cracked as he said this and tears started to
trickle from his eyes and slide gently down his beautiful cheeks.  I stood
up and gently wiped away his tears kissing his cheeks where the tears had
been before tenderly planting a kiss on Dylan's lips.

"We have a lot of questions for you Dylan, a lot of questions but don't you
worry about me, the most important thing for me is you've come back to me
and I couldn't be happier."

Dylan smiled at me, a little trace of the fun loving cheeky smile still
present.  "I love you Doc, so, so much.  I don't know what I'd have done if
I had been in your position, I'd have been a complete mess. You're so
strong."

"You wouldn't have said that if you had seen me 36 hours ago Dylan, I was a
complete mess.  I was working in the trauma room when you came in, I fell
apart when I saw it was you, completely fell apart. All of my training and
experience amounted to nothing when I saw the person I loved with all my
heart there in front of me in such a bad way" I said, the images of those
dreadful few moments haunting my memory.

"But I'm here Doc and I'm staying, I won't ever leave you again I promise."
I smiled at Dylan's sentiment both of us knowing that that wasn't a promise
that either of us could likely ever live up to.  "Kiss me Dan, please, I
want to feel you close to me, I want to know you're here" Dylan said, his
eyes almost begging, imploring me to get closer.  At that moment I saw a
vulnerability that I had never seen in Dylan before.  He'd been faced with
his own mortality and it had scared him, affected him deep inside and he
needed the reassurance that I was there for him.

"Oh Dylan" I said placing a long tender kiss on his lips.  "I am here for
you, we'll get through this and I will be there beside you every step of
the way.  You and me darling we're now one."