Blythe's hospital room
Sep. 20th, 2006 10:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
di_carlisle*having kept vigil for hours, fast asleep in a chair in Blythe's hospital room, with head resting on folded arms on the bed where Blythe is sleeping*
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Date: 2006-09-21 03:54 am (UTC)*awww*
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Date: 2006-09-21 04:17 am (UTC)*sets a box of donuts and two coffees on the nightstand*
*tiptoes out*
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Date: 2006-09-21 04:55 am (UTC)*frowns a bit, slowly opening eyes*
*stares in blank confusion at surroundings - which suddenly brings the thundering dehydration headache into sharper focus*
...Ow...ah, god....
*squints and tries to rub temples, but discovers one hand impeded by a splinted bandage*
*stares at hand...and starts to remember*
*looks around in growing distress...and sees Carlisle at the edge of the bed*
*croaky*
...sir?
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Date: 2006-09-21 05:11 am (UTC)*smiling, gently* Hey, sweetheart. How are you doing, eh? Do you recognise me? Do you know where you are?
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Date: 2006-09-21 05:29 am (UTC)...Peter? Oh god Peter...
...are you alright?
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Date: 2006-09-21 05:42 am (UTC)*giggles slightly*
Am I all right? Oh sweetheart...
*can't stop himself from bursting into gales of laughter*
*finally stops, wiping tears from eyes*
...sorry, darling. I'm fine, Blythe. I'm absolutely fine.
*strokes your hair adoringly*
Now then, how are you feeling? Would you like some water? Or...*looks at nightstand in surprise* coffee or a donut?
*takes your good hand tenderly* Or anything at all?
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Date: 2006-09-21 05:55 am (UTC)I thought you were dead...he said you were dead...
*squeezes your hand, trembling*
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Date: 2006-09-21 06:11 am (UTC)No, Blythe, he was lying to you, the bastard was trying to break you. He took you because he wanted Pfred, and he knew I'd do absolutely anything to get you back. With Pfred's help we managed to beat that fucker and put him where he can't do any harm.
Oh, but you got the worst of it, my poor sweet boy, he tortured you to make me bring Pfred and for his own sick little games. You've been so strong...I doubt I could have held up under what he put you through.
*looks at you sadly* I'm so sorry you had to go through that, sweetheart.
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Date: 2006-09-21 06:30 am (UTC)I'm sorry sir. I'm so sorry...he was standing over your bed...I couldn't...
*clings to your hand; finally loses control and breaks down*
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Date: 2006-09-21 06:45 am (UTC)*murmuring* I don't blame you, Blythe, not at all. You didn't have a choice! The bastard used you, and you've been so strong, my Blythe. It's all over now, and I've got you back at last.
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Date: 2006-09-21 07:09 am (UTC)*cries for a good long while, holding you close, almost as though to confirm your reality*
*gets hold of self for a moment and wipes eyes*
*takes your bandaged hand in my good one, a short laugh breaking through the tears*
...look at us. We're like a matched set.
*lays head against your chest as emotions take over again*
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Date: 2006-09-21 07:18 am (UTC)If it's all the same to you, I'd prefer in future to match you in a bit less of a painful fashion, thanks.
*holds you close and sighs*
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Date: 2006-09-21 07:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-21 07:28 am (UTC)*tiredly and bluntly*
...like a pig shat in my head.
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Date: 2006-09-21 07:53 am (UTC)*changes your drip*
*checks your dressings*
Are you hungry?
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Date: 2006-09-21 08:07 am (UTC)*taken aback a bit; food really the farthest thing from my mind just now*
...I suppose. *to Carlisle* Have you eaten, sir?
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Date: 2006-09-21 08:11 am (UTC)I think you'll probably be able to go home tomorrow. I want you to talk to a counsellor first, though.
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Date: 2006-09-21 08:18 am (UTC)...You're the doctor.
*settles back onto pillows and looks almost instantly drowsy*
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Date: 2006-09-21 08:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-21 03:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-21 03:10 pm (UTC)*gives you a gentle kiss and helps you settle back, tucking you in carefully and arranging your pillows*
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Date: 2006-09-21 08:06 pm (UTC)*enjoys the kiss*
*falls asleep almost immediately, holding your hand*
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Date: 2006-09-21 08:35 pm (UTC)*gives your hand an affectionate kiss*
*carefully, so as not to wake you, snags a donut from the nightstand with other hand and munches while watching you sleep*
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Date: 2006-09-21 01:15 pm (UTC)I've brought you a bunch of grapes. I've checked them for black widow spiders seeing as I bought them in Tescos but sadly, there's none there.
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Date: 2006-09-21 04:36 pm (UTC)do you actually enjoy being arrested over and over? is that what this is?*glares* Leave 'em alone.
*marches out of the hospital, still dragging you along by the collar*
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Date: 2006-09-21 07:12 pm (UTC)Yep, it's rather fun *grinss*
If you insist, I'll leave them alone for a while.
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Date: 2006-09-21 07:25 pm (UTC)