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Post by "Mad" Hatter/Jefferson March on Mar 11, 2013 22:48:16 GMT -5
Jefferson simply stepped back, allowing Hans to beat on Hook. However, when Ariel stepped up...to defend Hook, it was as if something inside him was ripped out...
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Post by Ariel on Mar 11, 2013 22:56:50 GMT -5
Ariel got up once she knew Hook was fine and not going to die or anything.
"All we need is you both getting arrested." She sighed it was like the longest night ever. Ariel went back over to Jefferson.
"I am so sorry, do you want to get some air... I need to get away from them for a few moments until they will let us see Else." Ariel asked him. She felt terrible now Jefferson probably thought she was defending Hook and she kinda was..
Great.. just ..great
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Post by "Mad" Hatter/Jefferson March on Mar 11, 2013 23:09:16 GMT -5
Jefferson took a deep shaky breath. HE wanted to kill Hook! Wanted to strangle the man... Who did HE think he was?! Showing up out of the blue clearly uninvited! Yet BOTH Ariel and Else were willing at the ready to DEFEND the Bastard?!
Jefferson shook slightly....it was how he had gotten during The Curse when he was angry at the entire town for believing him Mad. Before he went into voluntary seclusion for the run of The Curse.... He ran his hands through his hair slowly, rocking a bit. Gods!! He HATED this place!!!!
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Post by Ariel on Mar 11, 2013 23:13:42 GMT -5
Ariel looked at him he looked really upset. "Jefferson? Come on lets get out of here for a few." She touched his arm lightly.
"It will do us both good." She told him gently.
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Post by Dr. Whale/Victor Frankenstein on Mar 12, 2013 6:34:36 GMT -5
Else was finally being wheeled to her room half an hour later. Whale made sure to escort her personally, he had heard that a fight had broken out between Hans and Hook, the burly man was sure to want answers as soon as he laid eyes on his wife again.
When they got to the room, Hook and Hans were sitting in chairs, on opposite sides of the room. Hook looked... well... like shit. Grudgingly, the doctor knew he should give the man a once over before he leaves... even though he was perfectly content to let the Pirate writhe in pain. As soon as Hans saw Else being brought in, he shot out of his seat, stalking towards her.
Whale put up his hands. "Let the nurses do their thing, Mr. Fitch." He calmly suggested. "She's alright. Aside from being dehydrated and hungry, which is probably WHY she passed out in the first place," Which seemed odd; Else was smart... and overly cautious about things going wrong; how could she forget something so essential to her baby's needs? "She has a slight concussion. I'm waiting for the CT results to confirm my beliefs, but I don't believe there is any permanent damage to the upstairs. Though I would like to keep her over night to have her monitored by the staff for the next 24 hours just to be safe."
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Mar 12, 2013 6:37:21 GMT -5
"Hans, prepare the horses for departure, immediately." Else said, in a haze. "We don't want to be late for Princess Snow's tea party..."
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Post by Dr. Whale/Victor Frankenstein on Mar 12, 2013 6:40:43 GMT -5
Whale laughed, but then saw that neither of the men looked very amused.
"That's just her brain sorting things out after the trauma to her head. It'll pass. In fact, it can be quite amusing." Again, Hans didn't look amused. Whale shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. "...Or not." He took his place by Else's side, flipping through the chart as the nurses left.
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Mar 12, 2013 6:43:51 GMT -5
"And... and the baby?" Hans was almost afraid to ask. It would be fitting, for all he had done to her in the past, if she lost the one baby that actually had a fighting chance. But he prayed that unjust mercy would win out.
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Post by Dr. Whale/Victor Frankenstein on Mar 12, 2013 6:47:34 GMT -5
Whale smiled, reassuringly. "The baby is fine. There was a slight risk, running an emergency CT on her, but I've performed the procedure on pregnant patients before with no harm done to the child." He patted Else's tummy encouragingly... But his blonde brows furrowed, while his hand lingered.
"How far along is she, Hans?"
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Mar 12, 2013 6:48:56 GMT -5
"About... um... 4 weeks?" Hans answered. He suddenly got worried; the doctor KNEW something. "Why?"
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Post by Dr. Whale/Victor Frankenstein on Mar 12, 2013 6:54:16 GMT -5
"Has she been experiencing extra morning sickness? Dizziness? Like she's not getting enough in her? More noticeably then with her first pregnancy?" Hans had to think about it, but he finally nodded with realization. "Hmmm... we have the results of her HCG levels from the last visit just a few days ago. They are unusually high."
Hans looked terrified. "No, Mr. Fitch, DON'T WORRY. HCG is perfectly normal in a pregnant woman. But I think I should run some extra tests once she is feeling better."
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Mar 12, 2013 6:55:37 GMT -5
"Why??? Is she at risk for something???" Hans asked, worried. "Doc, JUST TELL ME!"
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Post by Dr. Whale/Victor Frankenstein on Mar 12, 2013 6:59:03 GMT -5
Whale smiled. "Only for multiple gestation." Hans blinked at him, not understanding. "More then one baby, Hans."
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Mar 12, 2013 7:01:44 GMT -5
Hans blinked at the man in complete shock. He then went over to Else. Her eyes seemed wide too... he wondered if she had understood in her state.
He wrapped his muscular arms around her. "Oh Babe....I HOPE WE HAVE SIX!!!" He cried into her neck, in a drunken state of joy.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Mar 12, 2013 7:03:21 GMT -5
"Goodness..." Else said, eyes teary. "Snow is going to need a LOT MORE tea..."
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