Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Had a bad day ❯ It could be worse ( Chapter 2 )

___Some people at the hospital regarded Trowa and Quatre as a threat. Quatre was glad that Heero and Wufei continued forward with the mission. If they were all hear it might cause a probablem. To think they entered in by the back way. For reassurance Quatre grabbed Trowa's arm.

___Trowa escorted Quatre as far as the waiting room. It took a few minutes to make him stay. However, under the promise that it probably won't be that bad Quatre stayed. A nurse took Trowa to a separate wing where soon he heard Duo screaming on top of his lungs. Things couldn't be that bad if Duo was yelling.

___Duo leaned against the gurney. Occasionally he yelled at the nurses that dared touched the stick that stuck out of his neck. Over and over again they apologized having to make sure he was okay.

___To be honest the only injury they could knowingly fix was the shattered leg, and multiple gashes over his skin. Never before have they seen a live person with a stick sticking out of the center of his neck. How to remove it was still a theory, to remove it improperly would mean the probably severing the veins and airway.

___Thus leading to Duo's untimely death.

___It was in the midst of screaming at a nurse that Duo spied Trowa standing in the doorway. He felt his body relax as he saw the site of his friend, despite Trowa's obvious growing tension. The stick in his neck was thick (size of a quarter roughly). One side was bloody where it went through and sawed off to make it fit in the ambulance. The other side was not bloody, and it to was cut to fit in the ambulance.

“Trowa man, get this thing out of my neck I can hardly breathe.” Duo whinnied.

“Can you remove it?” Trowa asked the doctor.

The doctor stopped staring at Duo's vitals. “Your friend here is very lucky. We have never had anyone come through here with a stick in his or her neck alive. We will take him up to surgery, secure his airway, and then remove the stick. With luck he won't bleed to death.”

“Why he is he not up there now?” Trowa asked in a whisper.

“Your friend here was wearing a Preventors uniform when he crashed. Our on-call surgeon refused to operate on anyone from that group.”

___Trowa remained silent in response instead he stared at Duo. For now the boy was silent and staring at him. Quietly Trowa walked over beside Duo and grabbed his arm. Duo stared back at his friend the best he could, he knew he should be scared, but it could be worse… right?

”Would you like to speak with Quatre?” Trowa asked.

”Tsch, no man, Quatre would flip if he saw me like this.” Duo replied.

Trowa nodded in response, Quatre would flip out.

“Is Heero mad?” Duo asked in a whisper. “I tried to make it on time.”

“When isn't he Duo?”

___Duo gave his characteristic grin at the simple logic. When wasn't Heero angry with him? Only other person that received his anger was the only other pilot with semi normal emotions.

“We're ready to take him up.” The doctor said interrupting them.

Trowa let go of Duo, only to have Duo's hand grab his.

“Don't tell Quatre, just tell him I shattered by leg bad. K, man?”

“Sure.”

___Unease fluttered in Duo's stomach as they now rolled him up to surgery. Should he die in this surgery how would they take it? How would Hilde take it? Had anyone told her yet? Duo found himself growing in anxiety as he thought of Hilde. He pushed it down as he reminded himself that someone would tell her.

___”Doc, tell my wife, Hilde, I love her… And I'm sorry, so very sorry.” Duo croaked as they went through the last door.