[Follows THIS]Dave had made the tough decision the evening prior to have the Propofol dosage stopped to give Chris a chance to wake up naturally. It hadn't been an easy one. Carla knew this. She had been there, not too far away, when she had seen Dave in serious talks with his boss and also with Rick's doctor. They then all seemed to take a united ( Read more... )

It was now forty eight hours after the surgery, and Bella was more than aware Mrs Carla Deleo was in the house. So far, she had managed to be extremely busy whenever the woman was anywhere near her presence. Thankfully enough, or she may well have lost control of her emotions. They were precarious as it was now, and the only way she was coping was ( Read more... )

[Follows THIS]Thanksgiving and motorcycles ( Read more... )

[Follows THIS and THIS]Bella clipped her pager to the waistband of her scrubs and gently tucked her hand in under Rick's. He had been trying to wake for a few minutes now and had gradually come-to, though he looked a lot like how Bella seemed to be feeling now... hungover, and like he wanted the rest of the world to disappear. The anaesthetic he ( Read more... )

[Follows THIS]With Serena out on an elusive Taco Mission because Chris refused to eat one from the hospital cafeteria, Chris finally arrived in Rick's room. There was no fanfare of red carpets, he just went in and flopped down on the chair beside Rick's bed. He couldn't believe how tired he was. Bella was going to have to figure out pre-op prep ( Read more... )

Chris had left the office so quickly that even by the time Bella pulled herself out of the metaphorical blow that came with his warning and went to follow him to try and tell him Rick's condition was worsening, he was gone. And really, he probably didn't want to even look at her anymore, anyway, so he might not have even listened without wanting to ( Read more... )

I never said I'd be a boy scout, or a model patient.

Rick felt tired. He felt more than tired and now that he knew his other kidney was fucked he felt like some asshole bouncer was sitting on his chest, making it impossible to breathe. A lot of it came down to knowing that he had to tell Chris. And that he needed the courage to ask his brother for the ultimate favour. It wasn't like Rick could ever ( Read more... )

Bella was sitting at her desk in her office with her hand clamped over her mouth as she desperately tried not to be sick. Again. She had already spent the last fifteen minutes doing just that, and this was the first chance she had made it back to her office. The first thing she was met with as she walked into the clinic was her receptionist handing ( Read more... )

[Follows THIS]For some reason, Chris had taken a lot lately to standing in his kitchen and staring at the beach in the distance. Serena kept catching him at it, and it always seemed to be where he ended up when his mind got into the weird think funks. It was morning, and after the horrible turn of events with Eva the night before, he had slept like ( Read more... )