A Change In The Wind

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The next few days flew by in a blur. Always the same everyday. You wake to Clint kissing your forehead before heading out to work. Then you try to eat the nasty food the nurse brings you. You have protested to Tony more than once for better food, but it falls on deaf ears. *Dr's orders Y/N.* Is all he says to you anymore, so you stopped asking. He must have gotten to Clint because he wont even bring me something edible. I just want a cheeseburger!

You spend the next few hours flipping through trash tv before your Physical Therapist shows up. He's nice, specially with those piercing eyes. *Hey, hey...look who's sitting up so effortlessly this morning....* Hearing his voice makes you smile and turn in the bed towards him.

*Hey Dean! What's on the agenda today? Can we leave this floor yet? I'm going stir crazy. I just wanna see anything other than this medical wing.* Throwing back the covers you reveal that you have on your street clothes and shoes already.

*Stubborn one, aren't you?* He shakes his head reaching out with his hand.

*Ok, but if Tony catches us, your deaf and I dont speak English.* Grabbing his hand you clib out of the hospital bed. Gaining your balance you take a few steps but trip on your own two feet.

*Whoa leftie, take it easy...one step at a time.* Dean wraps his arm around your waist holding you up. *Let's just try to get you moving before you try to race off.* He facepalms and giggles.

*I've got this, just have to get my bearings.* You focus on your feet and feel weak in your knees but push past it. Determination flows through you. *So Dean, tell me another one of your crazy stories.* Making it to the door of the room you reach up and pat yourself on the back.

*Ha ha, ok, ok....So have I told you about the time me and my brother took a trip over to Yellowstone?* He was speaking so softly, but you could hear the smile in his voice.

*Nu-uh. Were you guys attacked by a bear?* Looking up to him you see him roll his head back laughing.

*No, but the locals up there have something called the Tourist Toss.* Still laughing he stops you in front of the elevator, pushing the up button.

*Tourist toss? What's that?* You squint your eyes up to him.

*Well,-* Still trying to control his laughing *-its not funny, but you know me I have dark humor. So you know most people are smart enough to stay away from the wild animals, right...?* The elevator doors open and you two walk in. He presses the 47 button.

*I've always thought that, but I have a funny feeling this isn't a good thing.* You lean up against the back wall of the elevator. Glancing up at his face, now red from laughing.

*Well Yellowstone is well known for its Bison, right? So every year there is some person who thinks they can pet these wild animals and gets too close. And-BOOM-UP they go in the air* He busts out laughing again.

*Oh My God, what? So it's called that because they get thrown up in the air by a wild animal? That's HORRIBLE!* Punching him in the side he stops laughing, beat red from embarrassment.

*I told you it wasn't funny, but a little....* He wipes the happy tears from his eyes.

*I'm gonna assume that you witnessed this happen to some poor soul?* You stare daggers at him, but before he could answer the bell dings and the doors open to the 47th floor.

*Not only did I see it, I got it on my phone. People amaze me with how little common sense they have.* He pulls out his phone while watching you carefully take your steps towards the kitchen on the 47th floor.

*No, no, Dean, I'm good. I dont need to see it.* You pick up your pace to the smell of something so heavenly. *CHEESEBURGERS!!* You yell while trying to not run into the kitchen.

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