Reflection | By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Amelia’s POV
As soon as we were off that mountain the rescue team pretty much rushed us to the closest hospital, personally I didn’t think that I needed one, Regan yes, myself no but I wasn’t about to argue with people who saved our lives, well okay so my cell phone saved our lives but that’s not the point here, they actually physically got us off of that stupid mountain the phone only told them where we were. When we arrived at the hospital I was a little upset because they split Reg and me up. It was stupid to be upset but I wanted to be there just in case something had happened to the baby.
The nurse got me out of my dirty clothes and into one of those horrible hospital gowns while asking me what seemed like hundreds of questions and then made me left me alone in an examination room. Five minutes later an older man in his 50’s walked in with a bright smile. “Well Ms. Calaway, you are very lucky to be here it seems.” Well no kidding doc, I think I know that. “Nurse Henderson says that you hit you head when the plane went down.” All I could do was nod, I didn’t care about getting examined; I just wanted to see my dad and Glenn.
The next thing I knew was that there was a light in my eyes and I was being told to follow it without moving my head. “Did you lose consciousness at any point after the accident?” A valid question I suppose. “Yeah, didn’t wake up until after Regan dragged me out. Look is this really necessary?” The doctor ignored me for a moment and wrote something down on my chart. “We just want to make sure there is no other damage. Now I know you probably have a headache and have been feeling tired correct?” Again I nodded and regretted it. “I want to do a few tests, a MRI and CAT scan, just to make sure that there are no bleeds or anything in your brain. You have a grade 4 concussion and so I want you here overnight for observation as well.”
That was the last thing that I wanted to hear, I hate hospitals almost as much as I hate flying, well I hate flying even more now but that’s not the point. “I don’t need an IV do I?” The doctor shook his head and called a nurse in, telling her to get me moved into a private room on the 7th floor and to book me in for a MRI and CAT scan in the morning. Ten minutes later they had me moved and in a room where I was finally allowed to lie down. They said I could sleep if I wanted but I would have to let them know that that was what I was doing so that they could wake me up so that I didn’t go into a coma. Sleep was definitely something I was going to do...after I had some food because let’s face it; we didn’t have any food on that mountain.
It wasn’t long before they had me fed, it was horrible food but I wasn’t about to complain seeing as I hadn’t really eaten since the night before. After I ate I had let the nurses know that I did want to sleep, as much as I could. I even tried to get it so that they wouldn’t wake me up, unfortunately they wouldn’t go for that. Before I went to sleep though I asked the nurse if she knew how Reg was, she said that she couldn’t tell me, I wasn’t a blood relative. This had me upset but exhaustion was catching up with me and I needed to get some sleep.
I was woken up about an hour later, not by the nurse, by the amount of commotion coming from out in the hall. Someone was not happy, and now that I think about it, it sounds an awful lot like Glenn. Curiously I pulled myself up and got out of the bed, slowly making my way to the door and peaked my head out into the hallway. Sure enough there was Glenn, standing beside Daddy who looked annoyed. By the sounds of things the nurse didn’t know who I was or who it was that they were looking for. Good thing I woke up.
Looking back in my room I managed to find a housecoat on the back of the door, even though it was basically made out of paper I didn’t care. Daddy and Glenn were here and no one was about to keep me from them. When I left the room and made my way over to where my family stood, Glenn pretty much freaking out on the nurse and Daddy was actually containing his anger pretty well seeing as he was just standing there with his massive arms crossed and looking like he was going to rip someone’s head off. I made my way quietly towards them, waiting to see if they would completely snap.
Daddy was the first to notice me; I had made it about halfway to them when he happened to look over at me. He had looked back at the nurse without a thought and then his head snapped back to where I was standing as if he only just realized that it was me. Seconds later I found myself in my dad’s arms being hugged tightly, so tight that I thought he was going to kill me himself. I couldn’t really say anything I ended up crying instead. Daddy was saying something but I didn’t catch what it was because I had managed to look to where Glenn was to see him staring at me like some stranger. Being as gentle as possible I pushed daddy away so that I could go to Glenn.
Daddy seemed to realize what it was I wanted and willingly let me go and I happily rushed into Glenn’s open arms. Glenn had me crushed to his chest while we just stood there in the middle of the hallway while people looked on. I briefly heard the nurse apologizing for not realizing who they had been looking for and told my father what the doctor had said and what room I was supposed to be in so that they both could get me moved back to my room and back into bed. Before I knew what was happening I found myself picked up off the floor and being carried back to my room.
Glenn went to set me down on the bed but I had wrapped my arms around his neck and refused to let go of him, not saying anything he sat on the bed and sat me on his lap while my father found a chair in the corner and moved it beside the bed. None of us said anything for a good five minutes, dad just sat there staring at me like I was going to disappear at any moment and Glenn was trying to calm me down by rubbing my back a little. When I had finally calmed down enough I looked at up at Glenn and then at daddy and realized how tired they looked and daddy was really looking his age.
I turned back to Glenn and not caring that my dad was in the room I showed Glenn how I was feeling through a kiss. When I broke the kiss and looked at dad he was looking out the window. “I love you guys, and I just hope you know I am never getting on one of those death traps ever again.” Both daddy and Glenn laughed at me before telling me that they loved me too. We didn’t really say much after that. They were just happy that I was safe and I was happy to be back with the people who love me the most. Glenn did try once more to put me on the bed by myself but I refused to let him move and so he adjusted us so that he was lying down and I could lie against his chest, falling asleep in his arms within minutes and my dad didn’t seem to care. Maybe this really did help to patch things up between them, at least it seems like daddy has finally accepted the fact that Glenn and I are together, or at least until we tell him we’re engaged, unless Glenn told him already.
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