Little Lynch

Sorted Out

I sniffled and wiped away some tears. "You did good," Riker told me.

"It still hurts."

"I know; just get some rest. We'll get some ice cream later." 

"Okay," I muttered, laying down on my hospital bed and closing my eyes.

• • •

"We've run some tests and she seems to be allergic to peanuts."

"But she had an allergic reaction when she wasn't eating any peanuts."

"It could've been in the air or something could've been contaminated like someone's hands."

I opened my eyes to see Riker, Ryland, and a doctor conversing.

"Hey!" Ryland greeted, walking over and sitting next to me.

"Hi." They talked for a while more before Riker had to call my parents. They had visited me already and so had everyone else, but they needed to sign some release papers. He went into the hall and I could hear him talking. Riker came back in a bit.

"They'll be here soon, Zee." I nodded.

"What'cha wanna do?" Ryland asked. I sighed.

"Go home, see Violet and Spencer."

"I do too," Riker said. Savannah and the babies were still in the hospital and Riker had been going from room to room visiting me and Savannah. They were going home today and hopefully I was, too.

• • •

"Hi, baby!" Mom said, coming into my room.

"Hi," I mumbled. Dad walked in soon after her, and they both gave me a big hug. Riker paged the doctor and he came in with loads of papers for my parents to read over and sign. Mom took a few and Dad took some, too. They sat down and went through the papers and every once in a while, their pen moved.

"I'm bored," I remarked.

"Same," Ryland added.

"Aren't we all?" Riker asked. Mom finally put down the paper and pen, Dad following soon after.

"We can go home now, Zee," Ryland said.

"Good." A nurse came in and unhooked me from some machines and giving me one last check to make sure I was okay to go home without those machines and without her and other nurses looking after me.

"You're good to go!" she exclaimed. Ryland came and lifted me up.

"You happy to be coming home?" he asked. I nodded. We walked down the hallways and walked into Savannah's room.

"Hi!" she greeted. I waved. "We're both going home today, huh?"

"Yeah." We helped her pack as it was hard for her to bend over or walk or do pretty much anything. The last thing we did was get the carseats out and placed Violet and Spencer into them. They slumped down. Riker bent over and pushed them back up. He stood up and admired his children before they fell back down again. He pushed them up and they slumped again. He grabbed a few washcloths from the bathroom and put them thoughtfully around the babies. They stayed up for the most part, and Riker was happy enough with that. He grabbed Spencer's carseat and Ryland took Violet's. We walked (and Savannah was pushed) out of the hospital, finally.

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"Don't do that again!" Rydel wrapped her arms tightly around me.

"Gosh, I'm fine."

"We thought you weren't going to be! You left without us knowing and ended up in the hospital! If that's not a scare, I don't know what is," Ross told me.