The Cause (Peter, Hospital people)
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darker_londonThe CT machine wasn't as bad as Peter expected it to be, but the loud thunking noises it made didn't help his claustrophobia. Nor did the fact that Abby couldn't work the machine or be in the room, so it was being run by a tech who was extremely nervous to be working on his boss. He kept saying things like "Whoops, sorry!" over the intercom, which didn't make Peter feel all that comforted. Still, Abby was there to take his hand afterwards, and she gave him a sweet little smile as well. Things between them were fine, which was as much of a relief as this entire situation was a worry.
Abby led Peter in to a little room to wait for the results of the scan. Peter's family was waiting in there too. Tasha and Robert and Thomas and David and Aly. He gave them a brave yet shy smile. He felt weak, somehow, even though he was doing the smart thing. Embarrassed and on the spot. He hated that he was causing them worry yet again. It didn't seem fair to them. Abby released his hand and Peter went over to sit beside Aly so he could give her a kiss. She looked far more distraught than the rest of them. This scene was far too familiar for her liking. Peter sighed into the silence, and they waited.
Abby led Peter in to a little room to wait for the results of the scan. Peter's family was waiting in there too. Tasha and Robert and Thomas and David and Aly. He gave them a brave yet shy smile. He felt weak, somehow, even though he was doing the smart thing. Embarrassed and on the spot. He hated that he was causing them worry yet again. It didn't seem fair to them. Abby released his hand and Peter went over to sit beside Aly so he could give her a kiss. She looked far more distraught than the rest of them. This scene was far too familiar for her liking. Peter sighed into the silence, and they waited.
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Date: 2007-08-11 01:20 pm (UTC)From:Abby spoke up. "The neurologist is off today, but I'll go ring him in. He can speak with you before you leave. And I'll schedule the biopsy."
"Thank you, Abby." Peter gave a little nod and Abby left the room. He sighed and he leaned against the wall. "Well...I guess it wasn't the brie then." And then he shook his head. "Why do I do that?"
"Because you're Peter." Thomas said flatly, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.
"So far." Peter said and he closed his eyes.