T-Bones and Neck Pains

[Kiala]

Amy was trying to get home. Her shoulder hurt like hell. It felt as if someone had filled the wound with hot coals and she didn’t have the strength to close the wound. She had managed to stop the blood flow, but that was all she had the strength for. Her eyelids started to feel heavy, and she felt dizzy. Amelia’s head drooped and the next thing she new there was a sudden jolt, the sound of metal bending, and glass breaking. Her head banged against her door window as the airbag deployed. She slipped in and out of consciousness, eventually seeing swirling red, white and some blue lights. She slowly raised her stiff neck and looked around. Another car had hit her on the right side of her car. She felt something warm and sticky on the side of his head.

She heard voices but could only understand about half about what was being said to her. Someone was asking if she was okay. She mumbled, “I don’t know”. She heard a woman saying something about head injuries. Then she heard, “My god she’s been shot!” She was being moved, carefully but she moaned in pain anyways. “Ma’am…ma’am can you tell us what happened”. Amelia could only mutter as a light was flashed in her eye’s, “Both pupils equal and reactive…reacting to stimuli. She’s ready for transport.”

She blacked out again and next thing she remembered was being hassled with questions. Who shot her, was she at ‘The Edge’. It was some female cop. Amelia said ‘yes’ in a very feint voice. When she was asked who shot her she replied and an equally feint voice, “Asian……told her…to (bleep) off”. A doctor ushered the cop out of the room as the begin cutting off her clothes, saying they had to prep her for surgery.

“Surgery…wha?…why?”, her blue eye’s suddenly alert and focused.

“to remove the bullet. It didn’t go completely through…is there anyone you want us to contact?”

Amelia nodded her head, “My…girlfriend…555-1985...names Debra….she’s all the family I have”
She was taken to surgery. “wher…where’s my cane?”

One of the nurses lay‘s it beside her, “they brought it with them on the buss. The said you wouldn’t let go of it easily…must be important to you”

“It was the last present my father gave me before he died…”, Amy held onto the cane like it was more precious than gold. They took it from her in the operating room and placed the gas mask over her face, telling her to count back from 100. She never made it to 96.

She woke up some time later in a hospital room. She looked around. She looked around and found her cane laying beside her on her bed. She layed back and grimaced as she felt the pain in her left shoulder. Luckily it wasn’t her right otherwise using her cane would be difficult.


((She was t-boned by a drunk driver running a redlight))

[baroquest]

The quiet 'tack, tack, tack' of Debra's fingers became a perpetual rhythm as her fingers danced quickly over the keyboard of her laptop. They seemed to move with impossible haste and precision, with the seated woman's words per minute well into the five hundreds. Lines of information flooded the screen, constantly changing and refreshing, casting a strange greenish white glow over her scowling face. She had always hated the scent of hospitals, the way that sterile smell clung to every surface, though unable to completely mask the other odors that permeated its off white halls. In fact, just about everything about hospitals disturbed her after the number of times she had tracked some supernatural horror back to a hospital home. It didn't help that almost all hospitals had a fully stocked morgue at all times, though Debra did her best not to think about that.

When a quiet groan filled the air, however, the tapping of keys came to a sudden and abrupt end. Debra's eyes lifted as she tapped one final thing onto her computer before closing it before she raised herself from her seat and slowly approached the secluded bed. Amelia seemed to be groggy, and didn't immediately notice her. That didn't matter to Debra though, who placed her laptop on the table beside her lover's bed, as she leaned over it.
"Heya Sleepin' beauty." She said quietly, to draw Amy's attention from the other side of the bed, where her cane was, and back towards her. "I was wonderin' how long you'd go and make me wait..." Debra went on as her hand smoothed out over the laying girl's forehead, to brush aside her hair as the taller woman leaned in to gently kiss her just beneath her crown.

[Kiala]

Amy turned her head toward the sound of her lovers voice and smiled faintly. "Wasn't my idea to get shot you know...or hit my a drunk driver". She closes her eye's as Deb's fingers brush her hair back, nuzzling her hand. Amelia smiles as the red heads lips kiss her brow, and tries to move her lips after Deb's. With her one good arm she fumbles around to find the bed control so she can sit up further.

"Have...ehem..have you been here long?". Reaching a hand out she takes Debra's hand in hers, and brings it to her lips. She looks around the room, "ugh...white...and flowers on the wall...so cliche". Leaning back against the bed, she closed her eyes, "Do I at least have a cute nurse?". A sly smirk crosses her lips as she opens her ice blue eye's.

"have the police been back to pester me yet?", Amelia asked just before a grimace of pain."wheres that stupid thing for the morphine, my shoulder is killing me" , she says as she runs her hand over her hand over the left side of her face, gimacing, "and my head...owie....kiss it and make it all beter Debie". Snickering again, wich turns into a laugh as she see's the nurse walk in. A nice cute brunette.

((has 15 stitches in her head, left side where her head hit the windo))

[baroquest]

The mention, or reminder, that Amelia had been shot definitely did something to dampen Debra's smile, but she covered it up as she met her lover half way for a light kiss, as her hand softly moved over her exposed neck and shoulder in an amorous, comforting motion.
"Nah..." Debra replied quietly, when her hand was brought back up to Amy's face, to gently splay across her jaw line after the kiss she gave it. "only a few hours." just about as long as Amy had been in the hospital, actually. She'd arrived just before she was taken into surgery to extract the bullet.
"Yeah, bloody ugly..." the taller woman went on, though her eyes didn't stray too far from the banged up figure laying in bed in front of her, who's crown she rested her forehead gently against. Though she'd never dare to show it, Debra was absolutely exhausted. She'd spent the better part of three hours getting into the NYPD's data base, just to find that they had almost no information on who had shot Amy. They knew who had crashed into her, though, which was lucky for him because Debra had no issue with hitting someone while they were under the influence and unable to effectively defend themselves.
"Oh yeah..." Debra replied with a quiet chuckle, brought back to reality by Amelia's lecherous inquiry. "Real cute... Real Candy Striper."

Debra worked her free hand beneath Amelia's neck to lightly support her in the seated pose she'd adopted, resting that hand on her undamaged shoulder and holding her head up with her strong arm.
"They came in a couple of times, but you weren't really saying all that much." she replied mechanically, before she kissed her just beside the stitches like she was asked. She then turned her head towards the quiet footsteps near the door and grinned. With her head still somewhat resting against Amy's, Debra cheerily chirped at the nurse, "Oh, great. Uh, she's awake..." she said, though she resisted the urge to squeeze Amelia in her fragile state.
"I see that." The nurse replied as she made her way up to the opposite side of Amy's bed, to place her hands on the laying girl's wrist, as though to search out her heart rate. She was a small little thing, just a bit smaller than Amy, with nice green eyes and a pleasant, if modest smile. Debra had been tempted to say something about Sponge Baths, but the young nurse probably got that a lot as is. Instead, she turned her eyes back upon her hurt lover while the nurse checked her over.
"Well, apart from the obvious, you're fairing well Miss." The nurse said, some how managing to add some levity to the oddly formal words. "How're you feeling?" she went on to ask.

[Kiala]

Amy smiled at the nurse...wow...hot. She looked over at Deb, a mischievous grin splaying across her lips. She turns back to the nurse who is checking her pulse, then ivies. "I am feeling alright....just wish I could find that stupid morphine thing...my shoulder is killing me". She nuzzled against Deb's cheek, not the least embarrassed by public displays of affection.

The nurse smiled at the couple, "I'll get your something for that...A morphine drip seemed a bit extreme for just your shoulder and a head ache....hows about some vikadin?"

"Sounds bloody wonderful", Amy says with a laugh, "So...when do I get my sponge bath?", Amelia said which a chuckle followed by a grimace, "ouch...I really shouldn't laugh...makes my head hurt"

The nurse grinned--"If my face was as lovely as yours, it'd hurt too", this of course made Amy laugh again.

"ow...not nice...funny, but not nice". She leaned against Debbie and smiled, snuggling, "I like her...can we keep her", smirks..then a odd look crosses her face, "They had to cut my clothes off...didn't they", the nurse nodded, "....durnit, I loved those pants!"

"Can you help me to the bathroom love...I really need to pee", Amy says turning to Debra

[baroquest]

Debra did her best to just be the quiet support on the side, because there really wasn't much that she could do to help Amelia or the nurse. At least one solution arose after a few moments exchange between the two, namely a drug was proposed and approved. After that though, there was a noticeably uncomfortable shift in Debra's demeanor. She cleared her throat quietly when Amelia and the nurse began obviously flirting with one another, and pulled away from the bed slightly.

She still didn't really know what to say when the discussion turned to the clothes that Amelia had been wearing during that accident. Debra thought to say something supportive, but again, nothing came to mind. The taller woman was becoming increasingly aware of just how drop dead tired she was.

"Hmm?" the red haired woman murmured when her misty thoughts registered that Amelia was speaking to her. She tried to resists the urge to laugh at such a request, but couldn't quite fight it back, nor the smile that accompanied it.
"Sure..." Debra said finally with a quiet chuckle, right as the nurse moved to offer some assistance of her own. Having only intended to offer Amy a shoulder to the rest room, Debra instead reached beneath her injured lover and drew her into her arms, completely removing any necessity for the nurse to help at all. She adjusted her grip carefully and held Amelia as comfortably as possible, before she swung her smoothly off of the bed and started towards the door without even a second glance at the dainty nurse.
"Uh... The nearest is down left, third door on the right." The nurse called out, not entirely sure what had just happened it seemed. Debra grunted simply in response and carried Amelia into the small room, as far as she needed to go before she could manage without her help.

[Kiala]

Amy was a little surprised to be lifted up to be carried to the bathroom, but she smiled and nuzzled her head beneath her girlfriends jaw. She feels perfectly safe and secure in Debra's arms. Sometimes she forgot just how strong her red haired lover was at times. Deb was so gentle with her it made it easy to forget. "You know, I am fully capable of walking", she said with a nip to the taller woman's exposed throat, followed by a light kiss.

She frowned, a little bit slower from her head wound and headache until she realizes something that makes her smile even more, “You don’t have to be jealous love…you’re the only girl for me”. As soon as they are at the bathroom, she hobbles into the stall and takes care of business. As she hobbles back out she places a hand on Debs shoulder and leans up on her toes to steal a kiss, “you look tired Deb…you need to get some sleep”. Amy nuzzles her head beneath Deb’s chin and merely holds onto her with her one good arm.


“I’d like to walk back to the room sweetie…”, she says with another light nip to the neck. Disengaging, she keeps her hand on Deb’s shoulder to steady herself. They hadn’t though to bring her cane, so she would have to lean against her love. She didn’t mind the thought, you were supposed to lean on those you love. Amelia looks at her lover and smiled. Amy seems paler than she normally would without her makeup on, her black locks of hair is lank without the usual care she gives it every morning…“and I want you to get some sleep…no offense darling, but you look terrible”, she says with another quick kiss, and leaning on Deb, starts making her way back to the room.

“if you have to leave Deb…swing by my place and get me some panties, and some real clothes to wear when I leave here”

[zamara]

Annike found the mage's hospital with ease, thanks to her sizeable network of Serpentis sympathizers. She didn't even have to use Presence to get past the staff--merely looking purposeful was enough clearance.

She tapped on the door of the room number she'd been given. "Amelia?" she called, having learned the mage's name from hospital records. "It's Annike. I have some interesting news for you," knowing that the news of the Sheriff's investigation was rather important for them both. "May I come in?"

[baroquest]

Amelia's words didn't quite deter Debra's feelings of jealousy towards the nurse, but then she was close to collapsing and a bit of irrational behavior wasn't totally unexpected in such a state. She offered her arm to her lover when she came back out of the wash room and held her gently around the back on their way back to the room.
"Nah, I'm fine..." Debra outright lied. She'd been so incredibly worried and angry when she received news of what had happened to Amelia, and letting the opportunity to be around her when she finally woke up was far more unbearable than a few more hours of being awake. Of course, she was liable to collapse into a seat the moment she got the chance, what with the dangerously low levels of caffeine and sugar that she was enduring in addition to the significant amount of fatigue she felt.

"You think you'll be okay for a few minutes?" Debra asked, once she had helped Amy back into bed and taken up residence beside her once again, "I was thinking of going down to the cafeteria and getting some coffee... Do you want some?" She was reluctant in pulling away from Amelia's bed, but the pull of her dark elixir was too alluring. She hadn't gotten anything yet mostly due to the fact that she had wanted to be in Amy's room when she woke up. Debra had woken up in a hospital bed more than once, and nothing was quite worse than doing so alone in the dead of the night. She gave her lover a salute as she drifted out.

Returning only a few minutes later, Debra was surprised to find that Amelia had another visitor.
"It's Annike. I have some interesting news for you,"
It sounded as though the two of them were familiar with one another in some way. Debra hesitated and hovered just outside of the door...

[Kiala]

Amelia smiled at Debra, and cuddles against her as she sat beside her on the bed. She was about to doze off like that until Deb started to move. “Hmm…yeah, I’ll be fine”, she says stealing another kiss. At the single word of ‘coffee’ her eye’s light up, “Oh god yes… a French vanilla cappuccino please”. As Debra gets up she smacks her on the butt and giggles. Laying back she closes her eye’s again. The nurse came with her pain meds. Amy didn’t flirt this time, not wanting to upset Deb further incase she came back. She also received her insulin shot…wich she looked away from. Amelia didn’t mind needles…so long as she was the one using it, or didn’t have to look. The food cart was also brought by. Hospital food…lovely.

She was picked at the so called Salisbury steak and mashed potatoes. Not the most appetizing thing she had ever eaten. Picking up her cell phone Amelia called Debra, "Please, by all that is pure and holy bring me some real food back with you...this hospital food is terrible". She had just pushed away the half eaten food when she heard a knock on the door. A woman named Annike. She didn’t recognize the name, but the voice. Amelia looked up at the woman and her eye’s narrowed. The ‘pet’ from the other night.

Amelia’s hand tightend around her cane, her finger pressed on the button that would release the blade hidden within it, “What do you want?…what news?”

By the door she could see a shadow on the floor and was certian it was Deb. "I'd be carefull incase your thinking of trying anything. My lover is here and she is much more skilled than I am"