Fate's Bullet

Resting

Third POV

"Make yourself at home kid!" Vector hummed, quickly scurrying upstairs to put the sleeping bee in his bed to savor what little moments of silence he has while he's asleep. Espios guided Silver to the couch, both their hands trembling together as they walked. "How's your head..?" Silver muttered, glancing up at Espio before shooting his eyes back to the ground. "That's unimportant right now, you had surgery, you need to focus of healing." Espio sighed, grabbing a decorative pillow and tossing it against the armrest of the couch. Silver took a deep breath as he laid himself down on the couch, wincing every time his body twisted side to side.

"There we go.." Espio whispered under his breath, pulling his hand away from Silvers once he was fully situated. "Do you want a blanket?" Espio asked, only to receive a small shake of Silvers head. "Okay, I'll be right back. Just give me a moment.." Espio hummed, slowly walking into the kitchen.

Once he was out of Silvers view he fell against the kitchen wall, sliding down onto the cold tile floor beneath him. His breathing became irregular as his head throbbed with every taking breath. The space around him would blur every few seconds, the constant pressure in his head not helping to clear his mind. "Espio? Where'd ya go?" Vector called out from the living room, causing Espio to quickly scramble to his feet.

"I- I'm in here..!" Espio exclaimed, his voice slightly cracking making him cringe. "I was wondering where'd you run off to, you want an ice pack?" Vector conversed. To Espio, his words were nothing but muffled sounds, playing along and nodding his head every once in a while. The muffled sounds that were Vectors voice were gradually replaced with a painfully familiar ringing. Espio sealed his eyes shut, rubbing small circles into his forehead. The ringing got louder and louder, Espio beginning to dig his nails into his forehead.

"Espio?" Vectors voice was loud and stern, the ringing in Espios ears immediately stopped. "Hmm?" Vector huffed, opened the freezer door and handed Espio an ice pack, which in actuality was just a frozen wet paper towel in a ziplock bag. "Go sit down with Silver, I don't want you up right now." Vector ordered, holding his hand out with the ice pack for him to take. With an annoyed grumble Espio snatched the ice pack out of Vectors hand, rolling his eyes before walking back into the living room.

*

Hours had passed since coming back from the hospital. Charmy had woken up from his short nap and was sloppily coloring while children's cartoons blared from their old TV. Vector sat at his desk, his nose deep in whatever random detective novel he got his hands on and Espio and Silver sat peacefully on the couch exchanging a few words every once in a while or whenever something dumb or humorous was said from the TV. Silver was laid across the small couch, his feet needing to be rested on Espios legs due to the small amount of room on the two cushioned sofa. Espio laid his head back with the ice pack lying on his forehead, small drops of cold water sliding down the side which he quickly wiped away.

"It's about time for dinner, I'll get it started." Espio hummed, sliding the melted ice pack off his forehead and gently removing Silvers legs off his lap and onto the couch. "You sure your fit to be cooking right now?" Vector question, his eyebrow raised with suspicion. "Vector I'm fine, and even if I weren't it's not like you or Charmy could even get half way through dinner without setting the entire kitchen on fire." Espio shot back, holding the edge of the door frame as he walked into the kitchen. He tossed the ice pack in the trash, rubbing the cold spot on his forehead where the ice pack previously was. With a deep breath he bent down and grabbed a pot out of the cabinet, hearing the sound of the metal pot clanking against the stove causing him to flinch more than he would have appreciated.

There weren't very many ingredients in the fridge given the financial situation of the Chaotix but nonetheless there were enough not fully spoiled vegetables and meat to make a decent soup.