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Raising My Lover	By : Lothiriel Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 2738 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author: Lea Maxa (lothiriel)

Disclaimer: I own nothing and am making no profit from this.

BETA: eowyn_maiden_of_the_rohirrim1980 < Thats my angel :o)

PROLOGUE

Orlando sat in the hospital bed, tears streaming down his face, he didn’t know where he was, he couldn’t remember anything, and he was terrified. There were nurses and doctor’s surrounding him all fussing over him at the same time poking and prodding at him like a science experiment or so her felt they were. He wanted to scream, he wanted his family most of all his mum, there was one small problem with that though he couldn’t talk, he couldn’t remember how to, he knew what he wanted to say in his mind but his lips could not form the words nor even make sounds, for if her could he would have screamed oh how he wanted to scream for someone his mum especially and Sam, where were they he got hurt often enough but they were always by he side when he did so he was sure he was hurt right now but all her saw were nameless faces of people he didn’t know and didn’t want to know.

Ch.1 The Accident

"I’ll be back in a bit Vig. I love you." Viggo turned to his lover Orli and embraced him in his arms kissing his head and then his lips whispering I love you back. Orlando squeezed Viggo trying to pull away as Viggo was still holding him and his kisses had now descended to his neck where Viggo was mapping him, lavishing his throat with lips, tongue, and teeth. "Come on Viggy." Orlando gave him a playful shove and he finally relented releasing his love. Orlando grabbed his keys and gave Viggo another quick kiss before leaving the house and getting into his car. Orlando was going over to his friend Liv Tyler’s home. She and her new husband Royston Langdon were off on their honeymoon and she had asked him to care for their pets while they were gone and of course he said yes. He never could say no to anything she asked of him.

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"Hey Murphy." Orlando squatted down to the eye level of the Dalmatian receiving large kisses from the dog as he did so. "All right come on boy." After feeding Murphy and taking him out for a short walk Orlando put some food in Lucy’s cat dish and made sure both animals were satisfied and left.

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Viggo looked out the window from the armchair he was sitting in to see if the car he heard was Orlando. It wasn’t. Orli had left over two hours ago and was not back yet. All he had to do was feed the animals and let the dog out. He should have been home long ago. Sighing again and figuring that his lover had just gotten sidetracked he went back to his book. It wasn’t odd for Orlando to forget about the time and do more than what he originally set out to do. Sometimes it strained their relationship but the worked it out always.

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"911 Yes what’s your emergency?"

"There’s been a car accident. On St. John’s Street."

"Okay we’re sending an ambulance. Is there anything you can tell me about the accident?"

"There’s just one car, I think the person slid on the ice or something, the car is upside down in the ditch pretty banged up. I don’t know if there is more than one person in the car or not, I can’t see well enough."

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The EMT’s worked carefully to cut the young man out of the wreckage as he was trapped against the door. There was a large bag of what appeared to be clay lying on the passenger seat, which appeared to have struck his head causing at least one of the injuries. He was curled up into a ball as if he was trying to protect himself from injury. Across his back lay a large blank canvas that had come through from the back of his vehicle.

Slowly they were able to cut the door away as the accident had caused the door to bow inwards and pin the young man in his seat. It was slow going as they cut away the twisted metal and shattered glass to reveal the young man.

He was unconscious, his face and clothes covered in blood. Most of which seemed to be coming from two lacerations on his head where it had been struck by object that had lain on the back seat.

Now that the door had been cut from the wreck the EMT’s had a clear path to get the young man out, two of the EMT’s slowly pulled him from the car and laid him carefully onto the stretcher that had been brought over.

"He’s got a pulse." One of the EMT’s shouted as the others worked on strapping him to the stretcher, and fixing on a neck brace just in case. Once he was securely strapped down so that no movement that might be fatal could occur they loaded the stretcher into the back of the ambulance.

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"Did you find any information on him?" Doctor Bernard Hill asked the young nurse before him.

"Yes, his name is Orlando Bloom, age 28."

"How about a residence?"

"He lives at 4343 Mockingbird Lane. Sir we don’t know yet if he lived there by himself or not, were looking into that now."

"Good."

Orlando now lay still unconscious in a hospital bed. With nurses checking in on him every few hours, to check his vitals. They had figured while going through his wallet for information that he did not live alone and now Officer Sean Bean had been given the job of going to Orlando’s home to inform the other person who lived there the news that their friend was in the hospital.

Viggo raced the door when he heard someone knocking and flung the door open.

"Excuse me sir. Does an Orlando Bloom live here?"

"Yes he does live here. He’s my lover."

Sean sighed. Great now he had to break someone’s heart. He had hoped that the person the boy lived with was just a roommate or even a tenant but no.

"Sir, I’m afraid I have to inform you that your lover has been involved in an accident."

Viggo stared at the cop mouth agape, eyes unblinking. What had he just heard? If this was all a sick joke, the person who thought of it would hurt very soon.

"Sir? Sir? Can you hear me?" Sean spoke startling Viggo back to the situation at hand.

"Are you sure it’s Orlando? Orlando Bloom?"

"Yes we found his information on him and got this address from his driver’s license."

"I... Is... H…He" Viggo stuttered he couldn’t bring himself to ask the question he needed to know most.

Sean sensed what Viggo wanted to know about Orlando.

"He is alive, but in critical condition as of right now. He’s at St. Mary’s hospital."

Viggo silently sent a prayer of thanks to whatever god there was for not taking Orlando from him. He couldn’t have survived it if they had.

"Uh thank you, thank you, excuse me officer I need to go." Viggo spoke quickly grabbing his keys and racing to his car.

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Viggo was panic stricken as he entered the lobby of the hospital searching for someone who could tell him where Orlando was. Seeing the reception desk he hurried over to the woman behind it.

"I’m looking for Orlando Bloom’s room." Viggo all but shouted in his need to find his lover.

The woman behind the desk hit a few keys before speaking. "Mr. Bloom is in Rm. 319 Sir."

Viggo quickly thanked the woman and took off to find Orlando’s room.

As Viggo reached the 3rd floor he hurriedly scanned each room number in the hall until he found 319. Finding the room was easy enough now that he stood outside the door Viggo found that walking inside was proving much harder for him to do. He didn’t know what would be in the room, what condition he would find his lover in, nor if he could handle it, they had said he was in critical condition. He knew nothing yet as to what had happened only that Orli was alive. Slowly Viggo entered the little room and took in what he saw.

Orlando was laid out on the bed; there were white bandages around his head that had blood showing through. Viggo wanted to be sick. Orlando’s face and arms were cut up too but not very badly. A man presumably the doctor and a short dark haired boy in red scrubs turned to him as he walked fully into the room finally to stand at the foot of Orlando’s bed.

"You must be Viggo?" The doctor spoke as he looked up at Viggo and held out his hand for him to sake even though Viggo didn’t take his hand. He just stood there tears trickling down his cheeks.

"How did you know my name?" Viggo all but whispered.

"There was a photograph of you in his wallet with the name Viggo on it and I assume that’s you."

Viggo just solemnly nodded his head.

"Orlando is my lover. Please tell me what’s happened." As Viggo spoke he walked over to the side of Orli’s bed taking the doctor’s previous spot gently taking hold of Orlando’s uninjured hand.

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