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The Wonders of Fate	By : mysticalcat Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 1480 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Panic! At the Disco. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Cat's mouth moved soundlessly as she muttered the whole phone conversation with Patrick for the umpteenth time. An unnatural chill caused her to shudder as she thought of what could happen. Becca was the best friend that Catrianna could ever hope for. A pang of doubt and guilt hit her. Had she been neglecting her friend lately because of her life as a newlywed?

After hearing the billionth sigh, Ryan suddenly swerved into a parking lot, forcing his gearshift into park before he turned to Cat. "Get a hold of yourself Cat! Do you really think that showing up at the hospital in that state will help anything?" True, he hated to see his wife when she was in her bouts of anxiety and depression. This worry, and the worry over Becca was enough to start driving him mad.

Cat jerked her head up in shock as he pulled into a Denny's parking lot. "GEORGE RYAN! ARE YOU BLOODY MAD!? THIS ISN'T THE HOSPITAL!" She suddenly snapped before covering her mouth. She hardly yelled at all. Tears filled in her eyes as she stared at her husband in silence. 'I'm not going to cry. I'm not going to cry,' she kept rehersing under her breath.

Ryan's eyes narrowed at the sound of his name- his first name. "Cat -" he began testily. "I am fully aware this isn't the hospital. But you see, there is no way I am bringing you anywhere near there acting like this. Can you imagine what the others are going through right now? Now isn't the time for a mental breakdown. You forget you're not the only one who cares here. Cat -" He reached for her, though she pushed him away.

"Drive," she ordered, her voice on the verge of its tone rising again.

"No," he responded plain as day.

"Don't make me push you out of the way. I swear you can bloody-"

"-You're not rational. And you're not driving." Ryan took the key off the ignition and jingled it over Cat's nose. "See I've got the keys now." Cat swiped for the keys, to which Ryan put them out of reach. In her impulsive fury, she reached over and punched him in a very delicate spot before her eyes widened in realization.

"Oh Ryan Darling I didn't mean-"

Ryan felt his insides lurch just as he was hit. He groaned, dropping the keys as he slumped. "Caaaat," he groaned his voice at an octave that he could never in his life sing in. He pushed her away, being the typical macho guy who didn't like to be overly crowded in when in pain. Cat sighed, unbuckling her seat belt before she got out, being at his side at once. She opened the door and Ryan did not protest. "Are you alright love? I'm sorry - are you in pain?"

Ryan shook his head as he took some breaths to get his voice back to normal. "Remind me to wear a cup the next time I drive you anywhere," he muttered closing his eyes for a moment, letting the pain vanish before he opened his eyes. When he opened them, there was Cat, wringing her hands in her worry. He laughed, holding up a hand. "I'm not dying. But I think you pretty much killed some sperm there. That's a delicate place woman!" Cat's eyes widened apologetically and she sighed, slumping against the open door. Ryan reached down and wove his fingers into her hair. "Everything is going to be okay," he murmured in her ear. It was then when Cat broke down in tears, and there where Ryan cradled her from where he sat.

Eventually, the duo got back into the car, and calmly drove to the hospital. As they parked, Ryan turned to Cat. "Before we get out of this car, are you calm? You're not going to go madwoman kneeing guys in the balls right?" Cat nodded meekly. Ryan looked her over for a good while before he opened the door. "Okay let's go."
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“I’m her bloody sister, let me through!”

Ryan sighed, smacking himself upside his forehead. The calm Cat had faded the instant they had entered the hospital. "Cat remember your end of the deal."

Cat did little to awknowledge her husband as her neck craned past the nurse keeping her from seeing Becca. Her hands were balling into fists which definitely put Ryan on the alert. "Catrianna-" he beganing warningly.

Cat again did not listen. What was with this nurse. If she didn't bloody move soon... “Sorry, miss. But we can’t let you back there. Miss Wentz’s fiancé will have to give permission for anyone else to go back to her room. Mrs. Ross, we can’t let you through.”

Cat threw up her hands in exasperation as she spotted Patrick. Good, someone could let her through. “OY, PATRICK, COME LET ME THROUGH!!” It was obvious that Cat was beyond frustrated at the moment, not by it having raised several points in volume, but by how it had turned out to be almost a growling tone. Ryan mouthed out 'sorry she's crazy,' at Patrick's direction, making a circular motion next to his ear.

Much to his relief, Patrick kept a straight face. The last thing he wanted was another blow to the balls. Leave it to him to have the tough wife of the bunch. Ryan's eyes were off Patrick as his wife had pushed her way through. “Mrs. Ross! I can’t let you through. And personally, I don’t believe you and Miss Wentz are sisters.” The orderly had rushed back over and was about to drag Cat away. "GET OFF ME YOU BLOODY WANKER!"

Again to Ryan's relief as he was trying to keep his wife from unleashing some call from the wild, Patrick came in for the rescue. “Um, Cat’s fine. And she is Becca’s sister. She just got married a week ago, is for the name difference. The accent, well, it comes from living in England for a few years. Excuse us.”

He sighed in relief as he followed Patrick and Cat. "Nice save man," he whispered in his ear before growing silent to hear the full end of the story and the update on Becca's condition. Cat paused, eyes widening in horror at the doorway as she caught sight of Becca hooked to all sorts of tubing and machinery.

Ryan's phone rang, and he about fainted when he heard a bit of news from Pete. "Uh guys, I'll be back later, I really have to get this." He walked out of the room, talking on his phone, leaving Patrick and Cat alone with Rebecca.

Patrick said nothing about Ryan's abrubt escape, but merely turned to Cat, to keep the conversation flowing. “She’s going to be alright. They just have to let the rest of the medication that they couldn’t get out of her system to wear off. Once it wears off, she’ll be fine. But I’m supposed to monitor her medication. And both you and I know how well that will go over with Reby.”

Patrick chuckled, trying to add a little humor to the situation. Cat merely shook her head and walked into the room, heading over to the other side of the bed and lightly running her hand over the edge of Becca’s face. It was a little surreal to see Becca laid up in the hospital unconscious, when they had planned on going shopping for Becca’s wedding. Cat gave a slightly teary laugh at Patrick’s attempts to lighten the mood.

“Yeah, Becca probably won’t like having to admit she’s indestructible to you. But hopefully all this will sort itself out when she wakes up. Goodness knows you two could use some stress free time. Maybe you guys should postpone ---“

“No, we’re set. Besides, it’s always been her favorite holiday. Ever since I’ve known her, she’s always been in love with it. That’s what we were looking at before your wedding even. I need to know that Becca will be able to just continue on as she had been without having to worry with changing things around.”

Patrick looked about on the edge of tears, and Cat felt infinitely sorry for him. After all, he had woken up to find his fiancée unconscious having over-dosed on sleeping pills that apparently he had no idea she was even taking. That would be rough for anyone to deal with. Not to mention already being a little worn by the wedding preparations.

“Have you had anything to eat today, Trick?” Cat was worried about Patrick not taking care of himself while worried over Becca, and obviously took it upon herself to make sure that he didn’t get sick himself.

Patrick turned to Cat with a blank look before pausing for a moment. Had he eaten today? “Um, I honestly don’t know. I’m a mess, Cat. Forgive me?” Patrick gave Cat a pleading look, hoping that she would forgive his panicked nature.

“Oh, shut up, Trick. Don’t worry about it. But now I’m going to go grab something from the canteen for you. I’ll be right back.” Cat turned and walked out of the room, waiting until she had walked around the corner and completely out of sight before wiping at the tears streaming down her face and pulling out her cell phone, instantly dialing Ryan’s number, as he had gone to let the other boys know after he hadn’t been allowed back - there being more commotion with that orderly....Bloody Wanker indeed.
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There had been much relief when Rebecca had regained consciousness. Actually at that instant, Cat had been visiting with Ivy who had a spell of her own. 'Leave it to that duo to have a hospital stay at the same time,' Catrianna had thought to herself in marvel. In the end of it all, everything seemed to be okay. But there was one thing for certain - Cat had this feeling that the madness within the bunch wasn't nearly over yet.

A/N: So sorry - school and life took over!!!! But I am back and hopefully more active. Enjoy!!
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