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Date Posted: 06:52:26 10/16/06 Mon
Author: Remy/Kyrian
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Shay/Haylie 's message, "inside" on 06:05:54 10/16/06 Mon

(He gingerly picked his way from the taxi into the hospital, hating the fact that the crutches made him look weak. He was nearly 6'7" tall and had a good 275 pounds of muscle on his body, and he was hobbling around on crutches.. Lord it was annoying. Once inside, he looked around, spotting his wife in the waiting area and wincing a little.. she was going to tear him a new one. At least he was in the hospital where they could properly treat him when she was finished. He supposed her anger was justified since he didnt heed her warning.. but she should know that he wasnt the type to sit around.. if you sat around in the field you were dead. He had hundreds of lives depending on him and he had to get things back in control again. He hobbled over to her and had the grace to look sheepish through his concern.) Hey.. (He said softly, unsure of how to greet her now.. if he said anything sappy she'd get pissed at him for being dramatic and if he was too nonchalont he might as well book a room. He whet his lips and shifted his weight to his good foot.) Any news on Haylie? (He didn't get in Shay's way as she secured a wheelchair and reassured his girlfriend because he doubted that God would have gotten in Shay's way when Shay was in this sort of mood. So he merely followed along, settling Haylie into the chair and pushing her inside the hospital, following the nurses back to the room where they got her into a gown and hooked into all the machines he hated. Lord, he hadnt wanted to see her back here for a while yet. Not that he didnt want the baby to come, it was just that it hadn't been all that long since he had been here with her for the explosion. He hovered a bit, okay a lot, because that was what he did at the hospital. . he got in the way, took up way too much space and looked altogether uncomfortable. One of the nurses took pity on him and brought over a chair for him to sit at her side in. So he took a seat and sandwiched one of her small hands between two of his own. He hated seeing her in pain, it tore him up inside, left him feeling raw and useless. He finally looked up at one of the nurses, who was writing down vitals.) Can't you guys give her something for the pain? Isnt that what you people do? (He asked, a note of pleading in his tone, he really was worried about her. The nurse sort of rolled her eyes and murmured something about 'yes, mr. sutherland' and then left the room. Sheesh! Did he have to do everything around here?)

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