surgery waiting room.
As Xander walked in, he was suddenly assaulted by Cliff"s words
in the car, and the sweet little moment between Cliff and his wife was
forgotten.
“Is he… his spine? His head?” Oh God. Spinal injuries… brain
damage… all of it came back, and Xander grabbed the doorframe,hard,
because if he keeled over, there wasn"t a soul in this room who could
catch him.
“They"re fine,” Andi said, coming up to him and putting her
shoulder underneath his arm. He wanted to laugh at the idea that she"d be
able to support his weight, but he couldn"t. It was too close to the truth,
because his knees almost buckled.
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“Fine?” He looked at Andi, because her face was still tight and
stoic with worry. Chris was obviously not fine.
“He"s got some internal injuries,” Andi said, blinking hard. “They
were able to stop the bleeding in his kidneys, and they had to remove his
spleen, but it"s… it"s his legs. That"s why they thought there might be
spinal damage. He whacked his head pretty hard, and while they were
testing his reflexes, there wasn"t any response, but it"s because his legs
were—” She stifled a sob, and Jed"s arm came around Xander"s body as
he took Xan"s other side. Xander shook them off gently, and took their
elbows to lead them back to the couch. He was grown. They"d taken care
of him when he"d had no one—he could be their strength now.
“Tell me,” he said gently, when Andi was weeping softly on her
husband"s ragged denim jacket.
“His legs were crushed,” Jed said brokenly. “He"d punctured his
main arteries in a couple of places, and they"re trying to get them
repaired now. When they"re done with that, they"re going to start to put
them back together—pins, sutures, Xander, it"s going to be a mess. It"s