One Night Only

Chapter Ten- Let's Talk.

~Kirsten's point of view~

We get back to the room. Zane was in his bed asleep; it had been a long day for everyone. Darren went and got me some ibuprofen; he didn't stay long. Neither of us says anything; we sit in comfortable silence. Sia's words keep running through my head. I don't know why it would be about me. I didn't know her before she became Zane's doctor. I can't for the life of me why I would be the target.

We're sitting on the couch just relaxing. He has his hand on my leg; I don't say anything. I just let him keep it; there no use in arguing if he isn't hurting me. A knock comes on the door then it opens.

Carter: "Hey, Sweetheart."

Kirsten: "Hi, Daddy."

Carter: "How are you feeling?"

Kirsten: "Ok. Darren got me some ibuprofen. I took some of those; the headache isn't as bad."

Carter: "I understand why you didn't, but I wish you would have stayed."

Deacon: "I'm ok."

Carter: "Deacon, how are you feeling?"

Deacon: "Just sore. Nothing that I can't handle."

Carter: "Be sure to take all of the antibiotics."

Deacon: "I plan on it."

My dad looks stressed. I can always tell when something is bothering him. I don't want to ask. I know when he's like this, he needs time to get it out himself. He sits in the chair and doesn't say anything. I think Deacon knows something is up too. When my dad sat down, he squeezed my leg. None of us say anything; we sit in silence. Deacon and I look at each other. We both know he just needs time.

Twenty minutes later...

Carter: "Kirsten, Deacon, we need to talk."

And there it is. It's something serious, or he wouldn't be this nervous.

Deacon: "What's up?"

Carter: "I told you downstairs that we needed to talk. It's best I tell you both together."

He stands up, goes to a cabinet in the room, and hands us each a thick packet of paper. We both flip through.