Hunted

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*Oliver's POV*

      I woke up, tied to a bed with a security guard standing by my door. Shit..I must really be in trouble, I thought as I tried to free myself from the restraints. I must have made too much noise because a nurse came and stood in the doorway. "I'm Jane, and I'm your nurse for the night.  We're keeping you here on a 24 hour watch so we can evaluate whether you are still a danger to yourself or others. One of our psychiatrists will be in shortly to ask you some questions." She started writing some stuff on my chart then turned to leave.  "Hey, wait. How is Sam? Please..is she okay?" I asked. "She's still unconscious but her vitals are good. There hasn't been any change since she came out of surgery." she replied and left.

I closed my eyes, images of Sam as they wheeled her to the OR playing through my head. The restraints cut into my wrists but I didn't care. I just wanted to get out of here and be with her. "Hello Oliver..my name is Doctor Stewart. I'm one of the hospital's children psychiatrists." I interrupted him with "I'm not a damn child." not caring how rude I sounded. "Well..you're under 18 so technically speaking you are. But that's not the issue here, is it?" he responded, his tone neutral. "I'm here to evaluate whether you are still a danger to yourself or anyone else. You've been through a really traumatic ordeal, and it's understandable why you feel the way you do." I could feel my anger rising, and I struggled not to scream.  "You have no idea how I feel or what I've been through so don't even try and act like you do. I want to see Sam, please." I said through gritted teeth. "You can't see her until we know you're safe. Oliver, you attacked a nurse. You were out of control. We can't let you out until we know that won't happen again. And the only way to do that is if you cooperate with me." I rolled my eyes, and replied "Fine, ask your questions. Then let me see Sam. Please."

"How are you feeling right now? Are you angry?" What kinda question is that..of course I'm angry. Sam is laying a hospital bed right now hurt and I can't even be with her. I didn't say that of course, knowing sarcasm wouldn't get me anywhere. "I'm scared. I just want her to be okay. I don't know what I'd do without her." I replied, not bothering to stop the tears that escaped down my face.

"Why did you attack that nurse?"  I thought for a minute then replied, "I don't really know. I just..I need to see Sam. And she wouldn't let me. I lost it. I really didn't mean to lose my temper. I just.." My words trailed off. I didn't really know why I hurt her. That's not me. "That's not that uncommon Oliver. You were scared, hurt and didn't know what to do. I'm not saying that what you did was right, but under the circumstances.." he said, jotting notes down in his book.

"Do you feel like hurting yourself?" What..I thought, unable to comprehend why he would ask me something like that. "Uh..no..why would I?" I asked. "Everyone handles trauma differently. I'm just trying to access how you are dealing with what's happened."

"I'm fine, really. I just want to see Sam. I need to know that she's okay." He wrote down a few more notes and then stood up. "Well..I don't think you were ever a danger to yourself, and I don't see you as a danger to anyone else at the present moment. I'll write the orders that you no longer have to be restrained but I'm not discharging you. I don't feel you are quite ready for that yet. You are free to go and see Sam IF the doctor says you can but that's the only place you're allowed to go. If you attack anyone else, or try to hurt yourself in any way then we will have no choice but to admit you to the psych ward for a few days. If you need to talk, I'm on call all night and someone else will be in in the morning to take my place." he said while undoing my restraints then exited the room.

I didn't waste a moment. As soon as he left, I jumped up and ran down the hall. I stopped at the nurses station. Luckily, the nurse I had grabbed wasn't there anymore. "I need to see Sam Santiago, please." The nurse looked up, wariness evident in her eyes. They must have told her about me, ah crap, I thought. "Please..I just want to see her for a few minutes. I'm her boyfriend." I pleaded. "Fine. I'll show you where she is but you can't stay long. She just had major surgery, and needs time to rest. Follow me." she said and started walking towards the elevator.

My hands were shaking as I opened the door. This is the first time I've been able to see her since we came in and I have no idea what to expect. I peeked inside, the lights too dim for me to see from this way away. I took a deep breath and walked all the way in. "Oh, Sam.." I cried as I took in her battered form sleeping peacefully. Her face was swollen and bruised. Her stomach was wrapped in layers of gauze and she had way too many tubes coming out of her. I carefully touched her hand, scared to hurt her. "Please, you gotta come back to me. You gotta fight this. I know you can.." I sobbed, the dam that held my emotions in finally cracking. I sat there, begging her to come back to me but she didn't even move. I don't even know if she can hear me but I'm not giving up on her. I'll sit here as long as it takes for her to wake up and no one can stop me.

*Samantha's POV *(during Oliver's)   

  I can hear him calling me, begging me to come back. Back where? Where am I? I try and open my eyes but nothing happens. 'I'm here!' I think but no sounds escape. I wish I knew what was going on, where I was. I think back but it's all blank, like I'm not really here.  Oh God, am I dying? Please no, I can't. I can't hurt him like that. I fight with everything I have, willing even the slightest of movements to come but it doesn't. I'm trapped, unable to do anything. His sobs slowly fade as I go under once again.

I'm not sure how long I've been sitting here. The sky is getting lighter so it must be close to dawn. I sat up, rubbing the grit out of my eyes. Sam still hasn't moved but that doesn't mean anything, right? I opened my phone and sent a quick text to Chester: 'Hey man where are you guys? I'm in Sam's room if ya'll are looking for me.'  I waited for a reply but never got one. That's odd cause he always has his phone with him. I stood up, trying to dial his number but only got the first two digits in before an alarm went off. I looked up, at the 0 that was Sam's heartrate. "SAM! OH GOD! HELP, PLEASE!" I screamed as I frantically pushed the call button repeatedly. Doctors and nurses all rushed in, trying to bring her back. "Sir, you need to come with me." I heard someone behind me say but I ignored them. "Sir..now." they said, and grabbed my arm. I threw my elbow back, connecting with something solid. I heard a grunt as they let go and fell to the floor. I didn't care though, my focus was only on Sam and how they still hadn't  got her heart started. Rough hands grabbed me from behind, pinning my arms by my side. "Don't make this harder than it has to be." someone whispered in my ear and started pulling me to the door. "NO! STOP! SAMMM!" I screamed, right before I was knocked out yet again.