A new life Sequel To A Kind Of Life CSI MIAMI fanfic

Eric

"I'm not coming back now, H. I'm staying."
"Eric. I need you here and I need to know how's he doing. "
"Me too, H. Ryan's coming.I'm not letting him go alone, like the first time."
"What do the docs say?"
"They told me at night he's stable. He suffered a massive base cranial fracture with the leak, while the accident. Also broken ribs from Coopers kicks, but with no damage to the lungs. Left leg and shoulder injuries are also an post effect of the accident. They put him into induced coma to help the brain heal. They will start waking him up again any minute now. The problem is..."
"Again? You said he's stable"
"He is. They reduced the sedatives two hours ago and he should have been awaken soon after that. He hasn't yet."
"So...?"
"So they are still trying, he's on morphine now because of the pain, and in kind of halo brace to keep his head steady while waking him up. They tried again, but with no results. He's now at CT scanning. "
"So what now?"
"You'd better come here. If I need to, I'll take the unpaid free days off. But im not leaving. "
"I'm going then. I'll leave the lab to Calleigh."
"H, she should come too"
"No. Not yet. When he gets better..she will.."
"What, if he doesn't? don't you think she deserves the truth? Even if... She must have a chance to say a proper goodbye."
"Ok I'll tell her."
"No. I'll tell her. Put me onscreen and call her."
There were loud knocks of the heels and soon I saw ever smiling Calleigh.
"Hi ,Eric. Everything's ok? Coming soon?"
"Not yet, Cal. I'm staying here for a moment. Listen. H is coming here and I want you to come with him"
"But...can we all leave the lab at the same time?"
"Wolfe is coming back. He will take care of everything until we come back."
"What's so important Eric, that there have to be all three of us?"
"Ok. Listen to me. You know we went there to protect the FBI witness from Cooper's , right?When we arrived, Wolfe shot Cooper as he pointed his gun at him. Andrews- the FBI agent was already on the floor, bleeding from a shot. Wolfe called 911 and called me to the third guy- it was actually the witness himself. His head was covered in blood after the accident Cooper caused, and barely breathing. He surely needed medical assistance. When I bent over him, I realized I know him. Calleigh.... It was Speed. "
"What?!!???? But how...? No, Eric. It's not true. "
"It is ,Cal. He's at hospital now. Unconscious, but still alive. Even if he doesn't make it, I thought you'd like to say goodbye this time. I would."
There was silence. She was probably considering everything I said. I saw her shocked expression and teary eyes.
"I'm coming" She said." How's he now?"
"Not waking up.They tried twice, but with no luck. He's still unconscious."
"But there IS a brain reaction?"
"Yeah. But they don't know what to think about it."
"Did Cooper hurt him?"
"He hit his small peugeot with his big Jeep. At high speed. That cause Speedle to hit his head to the wheel and then the windscreen with a force. He took him out and put him to the place we found them later. However from Andrews' testimony we know, he was moving afterwards and talking in a very quiet voice. So his injuries were mostly caused by the accident.
Only the broken ribs are the efect of severe kicking and hitting."
"How does he look like?"
"He's VERY SKINNY. I haven't seen him like this yet. I don't know... maybe 60 kgs? His hair is longer than we remember. And he's very bruised. The face is swollen and bruised around the eyes."
"Brain injury?"
"Cranial fracture"
"Oh God.. Will he ...?"
"The doctors said he will, but it was before his body refused to wake up. "
"Do you need anything we can take from here for you?"
"Some of my clothing from the break room ok?"
"Yep. Well be there in 2 hours. Take care. Keep him alive."
"I'd love to have this powers, H..."
I hung up and sat in the chair next to the bed. He looked awful. I've never seen someone bruised that hard. Unless not alive. How could he survive all this? Cooper, that fucking bastard, let him bleed for so long. It must have been awful feeling... Did he suffer? Yeah, probably. Why didn't he give up? Maybe he had a flick of hope that we'll come...
I looked down at his shoulder in a plaster. Will he be able to move it? Use it ? It's right hand.... And leg? Will he be able to ride his bike again? I didn't know what's worse.
I was also afraid, that his head was crashed so much, that he wouldn't be able to work, this great brain of his... I had to admit it, that Cal was sooo brainy, more intelligent that I was myself, but Speed...hm. He was smarter than all of us. His usual behaviour didn't apply to many people, but his ability of remembering things and hiding it deep inside to take it out whenever needed, was very rare. He read a lot of books and scientific magazines, and accumulated the data in his mind. The thought that he could lose everything because of head trauma would kill him... I hope it's only temporary.
'Don't worry mate, I'll help you with everything.'
I assured he's ok and closed my tired eyes for a moment