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Part 24 – Reflexes
Agent Eno was standing at Will’s door when Don got back to
the hospital. Don had known Eno in Albuquerque
and trusted him completely. David and
Megan had made a good choice, adding Eno to the security rotation.
Don nodded a greeting to Eno and opened the door to Will’s
room.
Cindi was sitting at Will’s side, reading the sports section
out loud, adding wry comments from her inside knowledge. Amy and Charlie were sitting on the spare
bed, deep in some animated conversation that would probably go right over Don’s
head. Alan was working on the
newspaper’s crossword puzzle, his eyeglasses perched on his nose.
Alan looked up with a smile.
“You look a lot better.”
“Sleep, leftovers and some cat time,” Don said, walking
straight to Will’s side.
He put his hand on Will’s and sat next to him.
Setting down her paper, Cindi gave him a welcoming smile. Amy turned toward Don, though Charlie was
still talking to her.
“Any change?” Don asked.
“You know the nurse would have called you,” Cindi chided
gently.
“I know,” Don said with a shrug. He
leaned over and kissed Will’s cool cheek.
“I’m back, aein. Monster misses you.”
“Cats aren’t supposed to miss people,” Cindi said.
“Monster rarely does what cats are supposed to do,” Don
smiled. “He slept with me. He’s never done that before.”
“Animals can be very sensitive,” Alan said.
Don snapped his fingers, startling Charlie who seemed to
just realize Don had arrived.
Don said, “Before I forget again – and before Will has the
chance to prep you – I wanted to ask you and your sister what ‘aein’ means.”
Cindi and Amy looked at each other. “You call him that, and you don’t know what
it means?”
“Well,” Don said with a wry smile. “I know what Will tells me it means.
Doesn’t mean that’s true.”
Will’s sisters laughed.
“He knows Will too well,” Cindi said.
“It’s the sound for ‘love’ plus the sound for ‘person,’” Amy
said. “So lover or sweetheart or
something like that.”
“Oh good,” Don said with relief. “I’m glad I haven’t been calling him ‘ugly
monkey’ all this time.”
Cindi chuckled.
“Though that might also be appropriate.”
“Some days,” Don said, brushing a hair from Will’s
forehead. “But not today.”
Cindi’s face sobered and she nodded.
“Well,” Alan said, putting his crossword puzzle aside. “It’s
time for me to take my break.”
“Dad’s taken Dr. Jones’s advice seriously,” Charlie said
with a grimace. “He’s made up a schedule
that makes sure everyone gets sleep and food.”
“There are always at least two people with Will,” Alan said,
holding up a sheet of paper. “In a
twenty-four hour period, everyone has to get at least six hours sleep, two
meals, and one shower.”
“Oh, a shower,” Don mumbled.
“Knew I forgot something.”
“I noticed,” Cindi said with an exaggerated sniff. “Will won’t have to hear you to know you’re
here.”
“Very funny,” Don said, but he enjoyed Cindi’s sense of
humor. It reminded him of Will.
“So I’ll be back at about eight-thirty, nine o’clock. Cindi should leave at four and be back about
eleven. Amy—”
“Dad,” Charlie said, “we went over all of this. And I’m sure we can read your schedule if we
forget.”
“Okay,” Alan warned.
“But I better not see some of you here when I get back!”
“Go get some sleep, Dad,” Don said. “You’re not used to these all-nighters.”
“Oh, really?” Alan said with a hint of reproach. “You have no idea how many nights I stay up,
worrying about you or your brother or Will, Colby, David, Megan and even Larry.”
Don winced. “Yeah, I
know.”
Alan nodded, point won, and left.
“Your dad is a total sweetheart,” Cindi said.
“Just don’t break a window in the house,” Charlie said.
“Or spill paint in the living room,” Don added.
“Or blow up the dishwasher with a science experiment.”
“Or shoot holes in your bedroom wall with a BB gun.”
“Or write equations in permanent marker on the living room
table.”
“Or throw your brother through the back door screen.”
“Or ‘correct’ the angle of the garage roof with a big sheet
of plywood.”
“Or jump off the roof into a pile of leaves.”
Amy and Cindi were laughing and looking between them.
“Lots of adventures!” Amy said.
“We’ve had good times at that house,” Don grinned. “It’s weird but nice to still be able to go
there as a grown-up.”
Charlie nodded. “But
I didn’t see you ponying up the money when Dad wanted to sell.”
“C’mon,” Don said. “On
my salary? You’re the grant-attracting
machine.”
Charlie lifted his chin and said smugly, “True.”
Don rolled his eyes and reached for the bag he’d
brought. “How about we do some Trivial
Pursuit cards? Will is gonna want to
give us the correct answer so much, he’ll wake up.”
That got him weak smiles and they settled in to ask each
other trivia questions.
Cindi had been sent home to sleep and it was almost Amy’s
turn to leave when an unfamiliar doctor opened the door.
“Hi, I’m Dr. Freed. I’m
here to test Will’s reflexes. I’d
appreciate it if you waited outside for a few minutes.”
They nodded and got up to go when the doctor asked, “Oh, is
one of you his wife or parent?”
“Significant other,” Don said stiffly.
The doctor nodded. “Fine. Just someone who won’t be uncomfortable
seeing Will naked, and vice versa. I’d
like an extra pair of hands.”
“Sure,” Don said. He
caught Charlie’s arm and said quietly, “After he leaves, give me a few minutes
with Will alone?”
Charlie nodded and patted his hand.
The reflex test was painful for Don to watch, which was no
surprise since the doctor was testing Will’s pain reflexes. The doctor nodded approval when Will’s leg
withdrew slightly when the doctor gave it electrical stimulus. Tears came to Don’s eyes just seeing that
small movement. It could just be
automatic, Will could still be a vegetable, but it was movement
nonetheless. The doctor tested many
locations with pinpricks and stimulation, and noted it in his chart. After a half-hour of prodding, Dr. Freed
declared that Will’s pain responses were quite promising and that he’d be back
later to test hot and cold reactions.
The doctor left and Don was alone with Will for the first
time in almost twenty-four hours. He
smoothed the blanket over Will’s body and took Will’s right hand between both
of his. Will’s skin was so cool. That was just wrong. Since the first moment Don had met him, Will
had radiated heat, light, energy. He’d
never met someone so intense, so alive.
To see Will like this, cold and withdrawn, was a crime against the
universe. If only there was someone Don
could arrest.
Don used his few minutes to tell Will he loved him, shed a
few tears, and beg him to wake. Then he
wiped his face, took a deep breath, and let the others back into the room.
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