Camp Cretaceous (Darius X Brooklynn)

Chapter Fourty

Another one. Good God, this took forever. So sorry. Okay, this one is going to be a lot of jumps, and probably some exposition. I expect this one to be a weaker chapter. Hope y'all are enjoying. Love y'all, stay home, stay safe.

Brooklynn laid on her bed, fast asleep. Darius was watching over her like he used to when he was up late on Nublar. He sat on the other side of the room, having a clear view. The two teens had been taken to the hospital for trauma. Whatever that meant. But Darius figured it probably happened enough that it was probably standard for hospitals.

He sighed. Brooklynn's dads sat on the other wall, fast asleep themselves. Darius had snuck into her room about two hours earlier. Surprisingly, he didn't get caught. But, this was the trauma area, so they probably aren't looking for patience to be up at this hour. One in the morning. The teen sighed and put his hands on his head. He couldn't believe everything that's happened. And he couldn't believe that he SHOT someone. He figured there was probably going to be an investigation. That's fine. He knew the truth. Darius once again sighed. He realized that he was going to have to call Brand. God, he didn't know how they were going to get through. They had lost so much already.

Darius looked up at Brooklynn. She was still sleeping, so he decided to head back to his own room. He thought he remembered hearing them say they would be released tomorrow, which meant later this morning. He got back to his bed, and fell asleep worrying about Brooklynn, and his brother. As usual, he woke up at six. Some things never change. Darius thought to himself. He saw the time on the clock. He was about to grab his phone and call Brand, but he knew there was a one hour time difference in L.A. The teen just decided to watch some cartoons that was on the local channel. About an hour and a half later, a nurse and a doctor came to check up on him.

"Good morning." she said. Darius said hi in return. "How are you feeling? You feeling okay."

"I'm tired. And my body hurts like hell." he answered.

The doc smiled and chuckled a little bit. "Before we have you released, we're going to do a quick checkup with you. We're going to ask you some questions, and check your blood pressure, your heart rate, and make sure you're doing okay." Darius nodded.

"Can I be in the room with him?" a new voice said. The three looked at him, and saw Jake standing in the doorway.

The doc said, "The patient is eighteen years old. Legally, he can decide for himself." Looking back at Darius, she said, "And since you're eighteen years old, as of December twentieth, 2016, legally, CPS cannot give you any support. It's unfair, especially since you're still in school, but unfortunately it's the law."

Darius nodded in understanding. Looking at Jake, he said, "He can come in." Jake immediately walked past the doc to the chair closest to Darius. Darius answered their questions the best he could, and Jake helped explain the questions where he could. Once everything was completed, the doctor said that Darius was going to be taken to a room to be discharged. Darius waited and waited. He asked Jake, "How's Brooklynn?"

"A little shaken up." he answered honestly. "But the doctors assured us that she was okay. She didn't have any injuries, just some trauma from the experience."

"What are we looking at?" Darius asked. "Some form of PTSD? Possible medications? What are the long term affects?"

Jake sighed. "They said to expect nightmares, constant tiredness, and a lot of moments where she's jumpy. We're just going to take it slow for a little while. Probably call her out of school next week, give her some time to recover."

Darius nodded. "Have you talked to the cops? Did they give you a rundown of what happened?"

"They said that currently, they're investigating the death of the supposed burglar. They said that they're trying to determine if he was killed out of malicious intent, or if it was an act of self defense." Darius nodded again in understanding. "They also said you shot him." Darius again nodded, confirming what he said. "How are you holding up?"