He kneeled down next to me, gently gripping my head and tilting it, letting out a sigh. "Scott, I didn't mean it like that. I mean, the bandage is soaked. Like the blood is dripping on my fingers." Madeline nodded. "We should take him back to the nurse." Dennison let go of my head, nodding and standing up. "Come on, let's go." "No, I'm not going. I hate the sick bay. It smells like tooth paste" I said, taking a bite of my apple. Dennison rolled his eyes, taking my hand and pulling me up. Madeline nodded. "Okay, let's go." "No, I don't want to" I whined, feeling Dennison wrap his arms around me again. The nurse was less than impressed to see us in her sick bay again. "What did you do this time?" I smiled, letting Blake sit me down on …show more content…
"Um, there are a lot of people here, and some people are very sick. They might be dying if they don't get immediate attention, and those are the patients the doctors look at first." I snuggled into the corner of his shoulder and neck, breathing in. "We're going to be waiting here for a while then." He nodded. "Maybe. Are you hungry? Do you need some water?" "No, I already ate my apple" I told him, feeling cold. "You're shivering again" he said, bringing the towel up to the back of my head again, gently wiping at it before putting it down. He let me rest on his shoulder again, and I noticed that I had been bleeding all over him. I tried to lift my head. "Your clothes. They have my blood on them." "Sh, it's okay. Just put your head back on my shoulder" he said. He then took off his jacket, putting it on me. I rested my head against him again, yawning. "Hm, I'm so tired." He shook his head. "Don't fall asleep. The receptionist said not to. You might have concussion." "Thank you for taking me here" I said, a sleepy smile on my face. He smiled at me fondly. "It's okay, now drink some water." He handed me a water bottle and I stared at it. "Wow, when did you get this?" "It's been here the whole time, Scott." I smiled, taking a sip of water. "Oh, I knew
“Somehow, I don’t think that’s it.” Dante, suddenly aware of the way his body enclosed the limited space, moved aside and maneuvered his way next to them. “You look sick.”
“There, we can see your beautiful face again,” she says, depositing the washcloth into the murky water, and extracts the bandages and tape from the medical kit. “It's not bleeding, but knowing you, you'll figure a way to open it up again.” She grins.
"Are you okay?" He questioned,his voice was filled with compassion towards me and I smiled from where I lay.
“Medics here, who needs help?” he questioned. It’s almost like Sasha never heard me tell him I was fine.
"What if it 's like an infection" Scott said as he stared to freak out little over it. "like, my body 's flooding with adrenaline before I go into shock or something?" I shrug as he looked at me then at Stiles.
"Did the hit you received yesterday knock out all of your brain cells?" She snaps, "You don't give patients false hope, not when it's a bad case like that."
she shook her head but sobbed out softy, "no bleeding, just pain from his yelling. my nose and my lips are the only things bleeding, but i can feel something on my elbows from him pinning me down."
"It's okay, will put you on antibiotics, until your wounds fully heal, okay?" My aunt asks him.
"Tired, buddy?" I asked as I left a light kiss on his head. He nodded before wrapping one of his arms around me. I smiled before leaning back and grabbing the blankets and covering us up.
“And Mr. Selkie what would that be, what could be possibly worth a trip to the hospital and had me worried out of my head for you?” she said.
“You are in a hospital. You were found in a meadow near the stream off the fire road. If you have any information on why you were there and what happened that would be extremely useful, but if you are feeling at all dizzy or unwell you can wait till later. ”
“Before all of the questions, I need to know what happened to my parents.” The nurse looked uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?" I asked and I slid next to him in the fabric, causing it to swing uneasily. I pulled my knees up to make room and crossed my legs.
“Please, you have to let me stay!” She heard someone plead. “I’m a nurse, I can help out.”
He stroked her hair. "Stay with me tonight. In my bed. Let's forget the rules. Just stay with me."