LadyDove09

Just Passing Through

She laughed as he made the doctor comment her steps bringing her closer to the bed. She rocked back and forth on her feet as she asked him how he felt. She had no earthly idea what really had possessed her to come up here tonight. Maybe it was that all she had seen on his face was varying degrees of sadness. Today had completely sucked for her, she wanted to bring a smile to someone today, hopefully, it would make her day seem less crappy.

"I feel like hell well to be expected from getting hit from a car that ran a red light and slamming into your bike." She winced a little, yeah it was kind of a stupid question. Once again she was out of her comfort zone. This was a personal visit not a professional one. "Well, hopefully they are giving you the good drugs." She said as she reached out her foot hooking the leg of the chair pulling it closer to the bed.

She positioned the chair closer to the bed, the back towards the TV, so she could look at him easily, and he wouldn't have to shift to speak with her. She sat down in the chair fighting the urge to close her eyes. She hoped her exhaustion didn't show.

"I am Samantha, but everyone calls me Sam." She said as she shifted to perch on the edge of the chair. She was afraid to get too comfortable. "Have you heard anything from the Police?" She wanted to know. "I tried to listen to the radio and see if they found the guy who hit you, but we got a little busy today."

She stretched her legs out in front of her crossing her ankles as she studied his features. He really was a handsome man, maybe that's all this was, just a fleeting physical attraction. She normally wasn't a believer in fate, but there had to be a reason their paths continued to cross. Right? She asked herself silently.

"Oh, I didn't know what kind of movies you liked to watch, so I just rented a bunch from the most popular new releases. I hope you don't mind. Mind me stopping by that is. I mean I just hated the idea of you being up here all alone. No one should be by themselves after the day you had." Her words were a little rushed. She was just talking to fill the silence, and to cover her nervousness.

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LOL I got stuck. It will get better again I just couldn't think of where I was going with my original thought. That is definitely not my norm

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LOL Yeah, been there. I hate when my sister visits for the very same reason.

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Sam poked her head in the door after he made his complaint about doctors. "Well I am certainly no doctor, I don't even play one on TV." She said cheerily as she continued to walk in the door. She held up the portable DVD player and movies. "I come bearing gifts." She set them down on the little table at the foot of his bed. She pushed the table towards him so he could get a better look. "So how do you feel?" She wanted to know.

"Mind if I sit down?" She asked gesturing to a chair near the bed.

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LOL Oh man! Tomorrow she sleeps on the floor :)

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LOL Yeah, That happens. I have one cat asleep on my legs right now, and a tiny yorkie laying on my back. ugh. Feel free to jump off any time though, I am very patient. I can wait days if I have to.

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The rest of the day was just as hectic as her morning, by the time shift changed at 6, she was exhausted. She showered, and dressed in a pair of skinny leg jeans, and a tank top. She pulled her hair back into a quick pony tail, and then hurried the hell out of there before she could get roped into staying over. She would have gone home to shower, but with as tired as she was, she would have done something silly like lay down. If she did that she certainly wouldn't manage to make it back to the hospital. She did have to run home, and pick up a few things, but the temptation to sleep wouldn't be as bad.

She arrived at her apartment and quickly ran inside. She opened the door to her hall closet and rummaged around on the top shelf. She knew it was here somewhere... Ah Ha! She found it. She pulled down an old portable DVD player. She hadn't used it in years, but thought maybe James could get some use out of it. She thought about stopping to put on makeup but talked herself out if it. She wasn't trying to impress him, she was just being nice.

She parked in the multi level garage, before stopping at the Redbox across the street from the hospital. She had no idea what kind of movies he might like to watch, so she rented a few different ones. She headed across the street, and slipped through the entrance. She was lucky he hadn't requested to be listed as a private patient, so she was able to look up his room number on the computer terminal in the lobby. She glanced at her watch as she stood in the elevator. It was getting close to 8, she hoped it wasn't too late. Even if he was sleeping, she would leave the movies and just head home.

The elevator stopped and she walked out into the hall. It took her only a few seconds before she reached his door. It was open slightly, but she didn't want to just walk right in. So she knocked gently, hoping she wasn't disturbing him.

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"I am sorry about the light." She said apologetically. "Have to make sure your brain is still functioning properly." She replied to him. They were just minutes away from the hospital when he told her he had no one. It was not uncommon, many folks confessed to her that they were alone in the world. While it always made her sad, his admission bothered her more than the others.

"I am sorry to hear that." She said softly, her hand resting gently on his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him. "I am sure you'll think of someone who will want to know that you have been hurt. An employer, or co-worker. We are seldom as alone as we feel." She would have said more, but they pulled to a stop in the ambulance bay of the hospital, and the medical staff opened the doors. It was time to get back to work.

James was rushed through the doors while Sam followed behind giving information to the staff. She watched them begin to get him treated and looked at the nurse. "I want updates on this one." she demanded before leaning over the bed and making eye contact with James.

"Hang in there. It will get better soon." She gently squeezed his shoulder again before straightening. She had every intention of returning after her shift tonight to make sure he was ok. She didn't think his injuries were terribly severe, but she would feel better when she knew for sure.

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Sam sat next to James and made notes in the chart as she continued to monitor his vitals. She knew he had to be in pain, which is why she hated having to check his pupils again. If he had a headache before this, she was about to make it worse. She noted that at this point they seemed to be equal and reactive, but the imaging machines at the hospital would make the final determination of his injuries. "We are almost at the hospital, just hang in there with me. You'll be back on your feet riding your bike again before you know it."

She kept up the quiet chatter, it was her habit to try to make things as calm and normal as possible. She saw people on what could possibly be the worst days of their lives, she felt the need to make them as comfortable as possible. "Is there anyone you would like us to notify about your accident? If you give us a number the hospital can call your wife, and let her know what happened." She said quietly bracing herself as the ambulance made a turn. Marc was a good driver, but occasionally he liked to cut those right hand turns kind of tight.

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Sam gently lifted his head and neck a tiny bit while Marc slid the collar underneath him so that they could stabilize him. "Glad to hear you are with us." She said speaking at a more normal tone. "You were involved in an accident. You're pretty banged up." She was speaking quietly with him while her partner started an IV. Her hands gently ran over his limbs checking for obvious fractures that would need to be splinted before they rolled him onto the back board. Marc having checked for a medical alert ID, injected a small amount of morphine into his IV. It probably wouldn't knock him out, but it might take the edge off the pain.

She continued her examination keeping up the chatter letting him know exactly what she was doing seconds before she actually did it. Her tone was a soothing one, as awkward as she was earlier, she was now clearly in her element. "Ok, we are now going to roll you a little bit. Try to stay relaxed, and don't help us. Let us do all the work." She said, but the medics didn't give him much time to react, almost as soon as the words left her mouth, they started to roll him and slid the board underneath him. They were soon fastening the velcro straps that would hold him in place before lifting him onto the stretcher.

Sam scooped up her equipment bag and settled it between his legs at the foot of the stretcher, and they rushed him to the waiting ambulance. Marc helped her load the stretcher in the back, shutting Sam inside with James. She settled in next to him, as they headed towards the hospital. "So now is the fun part." She said quietly. "Can you tell me your name? Do you know what year it is?" She asked pausing between each question to give him time to answer.