Forbidden Love - Segment 34

[itztigress3]

Segment 34 – I’m not going anywhere…
POV: Emily
Word Count: 1854
Warnings: None

After the sandwich I dozed off again for a few hours waking up about 2:30 because I had to go potty. I left the door cracked so I would hear if he moved, I was washing my hands when I heard him whine some, I dried my hands and went around the little curtain, he was awake but he looked terrified and the IV was lying on the floor, needle and all.

“What did you do?”

I got clean napkins and put it over his arm, called for the nurse. He wasn’t really looking at me, he seemed afraid and unsure. She came in and asked and I explained what happened. She bandaged the arm properly and said she would redo the IV.

“Can you give me a few minutes? He’s shaking really badly and I am sure he’ll pull away.”

“Sounds fine, I need to get a new set up anyway.”

She gathered the needle, IV wires and tubes and even the bags and tossed them all away and then walked out. He was shaking and panicked, he wasn’t even looking at me. I sat down on the side she’d just bandaged.

“Zachary.”

He turned his head toward me and looked right at me.

“It’s ok. You’re at the hospital; you passed out during the show. You fell off the stool and the platform, so you will probably be bruised.”

He started calming down some. I laid his hand in my lap and held it there.

“The doctor said it’s a bad case of the flu, you’re dehydrated and you need antibiotics. Your hydration is up thanks to the IV. The nurse will put a new one in.”

He frowned, tried to say something and either couldn’t or changed his mind.

“I’m right here; I am not going to let them hurt you.”

She returned a few moments later.

“Can you do this arm? He doesn’t write with this one.”

“Sure, I also prefer the hand over the bend in the elbow, those can always be so much more painful if moved wrong.”

He didn’t fight her with it but I noticed the slight grimace when she stuck him. I felt the slight squeeze to my own hand as well, despite him being weak.

“Are you his wife?”

“No.”

“You seem to really care; the third shift nurse said you’d been by his side since he came in.”

 I gave her a weak smile but didn’t respond.

“Ok Mr. Hanson no more pulling the IV out.” She adjusted the IV bags and left the room.

“Not so bad was it?”

He started to say something but stopped again. He looked sleepy still. I smoothed his hair back and then leaned down.

“It’s ok Zac; I’m not leaving the hospital. I’ll only leave for food and that’s only if I can’t convince Taylor or Isaac to bring it to me. Sleep, it’s what you need.” I whispered.

He leaned his head toward mine.

“I’m not going to leave, I promise.”

He drifted back off slowly. I sat beside him for another hour before moving back to the chair. I sent Taylor a text and requested decent food from anywhere when they came up. They arrived at 5 and while they had already eaten, I let them visit while I did, after telling them about him waking up.

“Happy early Birthday Isaac.” I said.

He smiled. “Thank you. We should be home by late tomorrow night so Nikki said she’d make a cake. I told her not to bother.”

“You deserve a cake.”

“She’s just been quite sick, so I may not get it anyway depending on how she feels.”

“Pregnancy not agreeing?”

“Morning sickness but Natalie’s been helping her get through it. I guess being home will be nice.”

I smiled. “Being home is always nice.”

“So, we talked with Mom and worked out what will happen and what will be told. We just said that Kate always avoided him when he was sick and that it was better he be with someone else. She didn’t argue but I think she knows something is up.”

“Probably, either way, and I also won’t stop him from going to your parents for Thanksgiving. But, that will be his decision.”

They both smiled and sat there until 6:30, when Isaac left. Taylor remained at the hospital with me and Zac and about ten he laid down. I sat beside the bed in the recliner chair, dozed again.

November 17, 2007; 1:30 am

  I felt something on my shoulder and woke up to Zac’s hand slightly shaking me and he was awake and looking at me.

“Are you ok?”

“I need to get up.” He whispered.

I got up and walked around the bed.

“Do you need me to get Taylor?”

He shook his head. I got him water though, which should help with the throat issue. My assumption was he had to go to the bathroom, as they did not use a catheter.

“You need to sit up slowly.”

I sat down and he slowly sat up, but swayed, he laid his head down on my shoulder.

“So, dizzy…”

“Maybe I do need to wake Taylor. I’m not strong enough to catch you.”

“No…”

He sat there a few moments before he had me get up and he swung his feet to the side. I stood right in front of him though.

“Why is there air on my back?”

“You have a hospital gown on, it’s untied and once your steady I will tie it.”

He glanced at Taylor; he started to stand up but just sat back down.

“I’ll get him.”

I walked to Taylor and shook him gently until he finally woke up.

“I need your help.”

He got up, realized Zac was sitting up.

“Bathroom, and if he falls I can’t catch him, but we can.”

“Ok.” He said.

With both of us there he was able to stand up and Taylor held him while I tied the back quickly. I walked with him but he hesitated at the door.

“I’ll go.” Taylor said.

I waited just outside the door. A nurse came in while I was waiting.

“He’s in the bathroom, he woke me up.”

She smiled and waited. Taylor and I walked him back and sat him down. The nurse checked vitals, made sure the IV was ok, and asked how he felt which was dizzy.

“I think that’s from lying here all day and night. Do you want to see if you can hold down juice?” She asked.

He nodded and she left to get it. Taylor sat down beside him.

“You scared us.” He said.

Zac looked at him. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, it was a freighting moment when the drums just stopped and then the noise as you fell. We told the fans that you passed out from the heat, which is not untrue.” Taylor said.

“I just remember seeing double and then I woke up here.”

She came back with juice and he drank most of it. Taylor lay back down and was out within a few moments.

“I guess he was tired.”

He looked at me. “Why are you here Emily?”

I moved some of his hair. “Because you scared me, because watching you fall and not being there made me feel bad.”

“But, you are leaving me…”

I actually wiped the tear away. “I’m not going anywhere.”

He looked at me confused. “But…”

“Lavender dreams. I didn’t know what that meant when you said it. But, I do now.”

“How did you…?”

“I got very nosy while I waited for you to wake up. I hacked your laptop and when nothing else showed up I went to check my Gmail and just put in an L to see, it came up with an email and I logged it in. I saw them all Zachary, every e-mail you sent all the way back to the first one.”

“I didn’t...” I laid my finger over his lips.

“You should have just told me Zachary. But, we can talk about that later, right now you need to get better. We’re hoping they release
you today and you are coming home with me.”

“I can’t…She’ll…” he started and I stopped him.

“You are coming home with me. There will be no discussion on that; I am not giving you or anyone the choice.”

He looked confused, unsure, and still sick.

“I feel tired.” He said.

“You’ve been asleep for like 24 hours.”

He looked down some. “I woke up several hours ago, it’s just you both were asleep.”

“Do you want to lie back down?”

He looked at me a few moments, almost like he wanted to ask but was afraid too.

“I’ll lay down with you if you want.” I said.

“You will?”

“Yes. I just have to change sides because of your IV.”

“I’d like that.”

I slide over and he maneuvered into the bed, fighting with the gown.

“I hate these things.”

I laid my hand on his thigh, rather high up too.

“I kind of like them, makes for easy access.”

He blushed some. “I’m too sick for that.”

I lay down and he lay against me. I used my right hand to move his hair, smoothing it back away and sometimes curling it around my fingers.

“I like that.”

“Am I the only one that’s gets to play with your hair?”

He got slightly closer. “Yes. I never let Kate play with it and I don’t let anyone else.”

I smiled and kissed his forehead. “Sleep well Zac. You need the rest so you can get home.”

I laid there and played with his hair long after he was asleep, before sleep took over for me as well.

  The doctor did release him that afternoon, with a few prescriptions and strict orders to rest and get better and to see his primary before they headed back out to perform. The flight home was pretty easy for Taylor and I but it was hell to Zac. The take off made him feel sick and dizzy as hell, the landing made it worse and by the time Craig got us to the apartment he was verging on being green. Craig helped me settle him in and left. Taylor warned me he could be whiney when he was sick, but it wasn’t until after Craig left that I truly understood that. He was whiney, complained, and he was extremely clingy to me, he didn’t want me out of sight at all. I was somewhat glad for the times he slept.

Kate went home to Georgia for Thanksgiving, Taylor picked him up at ten to go to their parents but he was back by one. Taylor said he felt like he ate too quickly and it made him sick, but I doubted that was the reason at all. He had been eating fine before that, his parents however sent four plates back with him. He was reacting well to the medication and while he surely did drive me insane with the clinginess I found I didn’t mind that much.