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Chris
“What a pretty picture,” Martin says, walking into the room and waking us all up.
Evan jumps up from the bed, stretching, as Ryan stays frozen in place, with me in his arms.
“They need to come and do your observations,” Martin says, strangely serious. “You all need to get out.”
“Will you be doing the observations?” Ryan asks, without loosening his grip on me.
“I’m a doctor.”
“I don’t think that’s appropriate.”
“What do you know about medical protocol?”
“Er…okay, guys. Let’s calm down,” I interrupt, as Ryan slowly gets up and removes his arm from around me. “I’d prefer a different doctor, too,” I say, embarrassed.
Martin doesn’t react. He nods, leaving the room, probably off to call someone else.
“Seeing as we’re not wanted here, I’m going to go and grab a coffee and get Evan some breakfast. Will you be alright on your own?” Ryan asks.
“Sure.”
“Be back soon, Mum,” Evan says, kissing me on the cheek before walking out of the room.
“Thanks,” I say to Ryan, now that it’s just the two of us again.
He comes over to me and bends down to me. “I’ll be back in a bit. Don’t go anywhere without me.” Then he plants a kiss on my lips, before joining Evan outside.
* * *
After my check-ups,Ryan comes back into the room with a cup of coffee.
“They told me you’re allowed liquids now, so I thought coffee would be exactly what you needed.”
“Thanks,” I say, taking the cup from his hands and taking a sip. “Oh, God, yes.”
Ryan lets out a laugh, and sits on the bed.
“Nick took Evan home to get you some clothes.”
“Oh,” I say, surprised.
“I heard them say you’re being discharged soon.”
“Yeah,” I sigh.
“Well, I’ll make a few calls then take you home.”
“You’re taking me home?”
“Obviously. I told you not to go anywhere without me.”
“But I…”
“I’ll take care of her,” Martin steps into the room. “Of both of them.”
