[FIN] Hard to Handle

[Suudonym]

Lightly he leaned his head against hers, steadying his breath and staying his thoughts. "She'll be fine," he said, though the sentiment was forced and weak on his voice. "She has to be."  

[Blood_Goddess]

She barely nodded, eyes staring down at the fabric of his shirt before closing tightly.
"They'll take care of her, the Doctors." If anyone would help her it was these people, Rosie knew it, time and time again they've come through for them, and they would again.  

[Suudonym]

"Yeah," he agreed, choosing to ignore the sudden recollection of his previous cardiologist's misdiagnosis that could have cost him his life. Thoughts like that, at a time like this, were destructive and terrorizing.  

[Blood_Goddess]

Straightening herself back up off of his shoulder she stepped back, crossing her arm over her chest to grip her other arm.
"Its going to be a long wait, we should remember to drink something." She spoke again, remembering why she had gotten up in the first place.  

[Suudonym]

The nod he gave in response was absent of enthusiasm, reluctantly acknowledging her logic.  

[BlackFireKitsune]

While the projected length of time had been one to two hours, it was actually closer to three by the time the nurse from before had returned. It didn't take her long at all to spot the pair, and she made her way over with her clipboard again. "Alright," she started, looking down at her papers and getting right into it, "the good news is that her surgery went well and she's been moved to a private room to recover. It actually went quicker than expected," she said, reaching up to adjust her glasses, "which leads me to the bad news - she hasn't woken up yet despite the fact the anesthesia has completely worn off by now. She appears to be comatose, though the doctors are hopeful that she'll wake back up within the next few days. Comas aren't uncommon after head trauma, and hers wasn't that serious, so she should be fine." Once finished, she lowered her clipboard and held it with both hands in front of her.

"That said, her mother has denied visitors for her for the rest of the day, though hasn't specified about any subsequent days, so you both may check back tomorrow to see how she's doing." She paused then, glancing between them both to see if either had any questions.  

[Suudonym]

As the second hour had worn into the third, panic had begun to swell and subside within him, and Luke had sought Rosie's hand as an anchor to ground him to reason. The nurse had been both anticipated and feared as a harbinger of reprieve or grief, and when she at last returned, he found himself involuntarily holding his breath. The knowledge that they would be unable to see her hit heaviest of everything; until he saw her, he couldn't prevent doubts about her survival. The understanding that she had yet to awaken and that that was an abnormality did little to assuage that anxiety. He tested his voice for an ability to put to words any of the dozens of worries seeping through his thoughts, but all he managed in the end was a failingly meek "okay, thank you."  

[Blood_Goddess]

The hours had dragged on for what felt like an entire day, Left with nothing but their thoughts and worries, Rosie had eventually opted to curl up as best she could in her seat, arms folded over the arm rest with her chin resting on them as she stared out over the waiting room, at the people passing through. Wonder if any of them were waiting on news of injured or sick loved ones... Hoping each one of them the best.
At one point Luke had reached out to her hand, that she had taken, wrapping his arm in hers as she folded both her hands around his.

She had to believe that this was going to be okay. That Sera was going to make it through this.

As the Nurse walked over to them Rosie promptly sat up, her eyes wide as they were finally getting news on Sera.
Glad to hear that the surgery went well, and that nothing unusual seemed to be happening with her.. despite the apparent coma.
Rosie was disappointed that they would not be allowed to see Sera, but she nodded softly "Understandable..." she replied. "Do you know anything about Mr. and Mrs.von Renata? Are they okay?"  

[BlackFireKitsune]

The nurse addressed her clipboard again. "She suffered only very minor contusions and lacerations. He passed away almost immediately," she finished softly as she looked back up at them.  

[Blood_Goddess]

The news came so quickly, that it took Rosie a moment to even register it. At first it almost seemed like she had not even heard the nurse, until the blond slowly leaned back in her seat, bringing her hands to her mouth.  

[Suudonym]

In contrast to Rosie, Luke leaned forward, resting his elbows at his knees and pressing his forehead into his hands. He didn't know Sera's father personally, but still. But still. Was it so much to ask for to go just a month or two without facing tragedy?  

[BlackFireKitsune]

"Your friend is fine and should recover soon. You two should go home and get some rest," she suggested, then turned to depart once again.  

[Blood_Goddess]

Rosie wanted to say something to the lady, but no words came out.
She didn't know how much time passed that she was sitting there, horrified at what she had just learned.
Sera's father didn't make it... Sera would have to face the death of a parent.

Eventually, something in the back of her mind told her that she should probably get up... that they should leave.
Somehow she managed to find her way to her feet, reaching a hand down to touch Luke's shoulder.
"Lets go." she spoke quietly.  

[Suudonym]

By now he simply ached from the weight of everything, wanting desperately to just blink and find that recent events were nothing more than the usual nightmares - for they certainly were the stuff of them. This wish would not be granted, however, and at Rosie's touch he gradually straightened his posture, his expression weary and harrowed, and pushed to his feet.  

[Blood_Goddess]

She stepped back to let him stand, looking over at Perdy to indicate to him that they were leaving. Looking back over at Luke as she reached out to touch his arm, and lead he way to the doors.

Worries for Seraphine, worried for her friend's mother, and for Luke, who had already gone through so much, and now this.
She rubbed her arm anxiously, trying to organize everything in her head... How was she going to help her friends...