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darker_london2010-05-04 03:27 pm
father-peter.livejournal.com) wrote in darker_london2010-05-04 03:27 pm
That Vision Thing (Peter, Noah, Serenity, Katia)
Peter’s brain was a tricky thing. After the trauma of two malignant brain tumours, the visions which had once come to him while he was dreaming now came to him during the day as well. They could happen at any time, anywhere, and to varying degrees of intensity. While seers all experienced waking visions differently, Peter’s visions often knocked him off his feet. They were the reason he didn’t drive and had been told to take medication to lessen the seizures, though he usually didn't. To the unknowing individual, Peter Kemp appeared to have epilepsy which resulted in only tonic clonic seizures. To the people who knew about his ability, they knew his seizures brought more than just pain. They knew the reason he didn’t always take his medication. If he had the chance to have a vision and save someone, he was going to take that chance.
Most of the time while he was at work he did take his pills. He didn’t think it was a good idea to fall unconscious in the presence of some of the demons he worked with, as that could give them. the chance to do anything to him. And some of them would revel in that chance. Today, he hadn’t, more out of forgetfulness than design. And while the eventual outcome of the situation meant that he was glad he hadn’t, he still wasn’t glad his body decided to fall to the ground and jerk uncontrollably the second he entered Noah Greenway’s hospital room.
Serenity, who had not witnessed one of Peter’s seizures, screamed and jumped off the bed to help him. It was terrifying seeing someone she loved so much going through something so terrible and she couldn't not do something. Noah hadn’t been aware enough to notice Peter’s seizure while he had been in the ICU, but he knew more about the first aid for someone experiencing a seizure than Serenity did, even though he knew there was more to it than just a seizure. The first aid was the same. When she reached for Peter’s body, Noah stopped her.
“Take one of my pillows and put it under his head!” Noah instructed. “Don’t hold him down, you’ll hurt him or yourself.”
“FUCK!” Serenity shrieked, but she did as she was told. Peter, who had already bashed his head against the ground several times, hit his head against the pillow a few more times, and then his body went still. “Jesus, is he okay? What should I do now?!” Serenity looked up at Noah, her eyes frantic and searching.
“Just give him time,” Noah said, trying to crane his head so he could get a look at what was going on. “He’ll wake up.” Or so Noah was hoping.
Peter did eventually, though he woke up slowly. He sat and groaned, rubbing his head where he had hit it against the ground. “Augh,” he whimpered, and Serenity slowly approached him.
“Peter?”
“Hmm?” He looked up at her and then he offered her a pained yet kind smile. “Oh, no, it’s…it’s fine,” Peter whispered. “Did I fall?” His left knee was throbbing, and his right hip felt bruised.
“Mmm. Was that a vision?” Serenity asked quietly.
“It wasn’t about me again was it?” Noah looked slightly terrified at the thought.
“It was…” Peter looked down at his shaking hands to find his fingertips were red with blood. Blood from his head. “I…I didn’t have a vision.”
Serenity straightened up then, and she cast Noah a worrying look which Peter missed. “Don’t you usually have visions when you uhm…I mean, you don’t really have epilepsy, do you?”
“No,” Peter replied. “I…I don’t think so.” This was worrying. Peter had only ever had seizures without visions when he was suffering from brain cancer. But he had just had a CAT scan which had come up clean. God, if had somehow developed cancer between now and then, it was pretty fast moving. Peter didn’t want to think about how bad it would get and how quickly. Tasha needed him now. He couldn’t be forgetting who he was and how to help her. “I don’t know what happened. I just…woke up like that.” Waking up on a floor with a blinding headache and stiff joints was not strange for Peter, unfortunately. Waking up without the knowledge of something going on somewhere else, that was new.
“Do you think…maybe you should see someone?” Serenity asked, clearly trying to be tactful about it.
“It went on for a while,” Noah added.
Peter nodded and he moved to stand, but before he even had a chance to get up and get himself yet another CAT scan, his body went rigid and he fell to the ground again, convulsing against Serenity’s leg.
“Goddammit!” Serenity hissed, shoving the pillow back under him.
“I’m ringing for a nurse!” Noah shouted and he did just that.
There was a small girl sitting in a corner and she was crying. All around her, people spoke, shouted, whispered in Russian. Peter could hear babies crying and children shrieking, though the girl didn't make a sound. Not while Peter was looking at her. She was took busy looking back.
She didn't look well cared for. She looked gaunt and her eyes were shadowed. Peter tried to speak with her, but he couldn't. He knew, though he had no idea how, she was an angel. No one turned to see her. No one noticed her, though she noticed Peter. She was alone and cold and Peter wanted to reach out for her, but already he was being pulled away-
When Peter woke, he was overcome by a wave of nausea which almost took him with it. He managed to swallow hard and breathe deeply to keep from vomiting. When he sat up, however, it was like someone hit him on the back of the head with a sledgehammer. He grabbed his head and cried out in shock and pain. He had suffered two malignant brain tumours but never once had his head ever hurt this much or this suddenly. He felt like his head was going to explode.
Serenity backed away from Peter as he groaned there on the floor. Katia the nurse rushed in, followed by someone pushing a wheelchair. “What happened?” she asked Serenity and Noah. She bent to help Peter, but she was looking at them.
“He had two seizures,” Serenity yelled, breathless. “He didn’t even have a vision-”
“Wait,” Peter said weakly. He felt like he was trying to think through a wall of jelly, but he managed to get it out. “Just had vision,” he said, opening his eyes to look at Katia and Serenity. “Little girl. Little angel. In Russia. Have to…have to help-“
Serenity gasped in fear and she clapped her hands over her mouth before squeaking, “his eyes!”
Katia bent down and when she looked into Peter’s eyes, she saw what Serenity had panicked about. Peter Kemp was bleeding into his eyes, staining them red. That meant there was bleeding in his brain. “Oh god, Peter. Hold on.” And with that, she rushed him away, leaving Serenity and Noah staring after them in horror.
Most of the time while he was at work he did take his pills. He didn’t think it was a good idea to fall unconscious in the presence of some of the demons he worked with, as that could give them. the chance to do anything to him. And some of them would revel in that chance. Today, he hadn’t, more out of forgetfulness than design. And while the eventual outcome of the situation meant that he was glad he hadn’t, he still wasn’t glad his body decided to fall to the ground and jerk uncontrollably the second he entered Noah Greenway’s hospital room.
Serenity, who had not witnessed one of Peter’s seizures, screamed and jumped off the bed to help him. It was terrifying seeing someone she loved so much going through something so terrible and she couldn't not do something. Noah hadn’t been aware enough to notice Peter’s seizure while he had been in the ICU, but he knew more about the first aid for someone experiencing a seizure than Serenity did, even though he knew there was more to it than just a seizure. The first aid was the same. When she reached for Peter’s body, Noah stopped her.
“Take one of my pillows and put it under his head!” Noah instructed. “Don’t hold him down, you’ll hurt him or yourself.”
“FUCK!” Serenity shrieked, but she did as she was told. Peter, who had already bashed his head against the ground several times, hit his head against the pillow a few more times, and then his body went still. “Jesus, is he okay? What should I do now?!” Serenity looked up at Noah, her eyes frantic and searching.
“Just give him time,” Noah said, trying to crane his head so he could get a look at what was going on. “He’ll wake up.” Or so Noah was hoping.
Peter did eventually, though he woke up slowly. He sat and groaned, rubbing his head where he had hit it against the ground. “Augh,” he whimpered, and Serenity slowly approached him.
“Peter?”
“Hmm?” He looked up at her and then he offered her a pained yet kind smile. “Oh, no, it’s…it’s fine,” Peter whispered. “Did I fall?” His left knee was throbbing, and his right hip felt bruised.
“Mmm. Was that a vision?” Serenity asked quietly.
“It wasn’t about me again was it?” Noah looked slightly terrified at the thought.
“It was…” Peter looked down at his shaking hands to find his fingertips were red with blood. Blood from his head. “I…I didn’t have a vision.”
Serenity straightened up then, and she cast Noah a worrying look which Peter missed. “Don’t you usually have visions when you uhm…I mean, you don’t really have epilepsy, do you?”
“No,” Peter replied. “I…I don’t think so.” This was worrying. Peter had only ever had seizures without visions when he was suffering from brain cancer. But he had just had a CAT scan which had come up clean. God, if had somehow developed cancer between now and then, it was pretty fast moving. Peter didn’t want to think about how bad it would get and how quickly. Tasha needed him now. He couldn’t be forgetting who he was and how to help her. “I don’t know what happened. I just…woke up like that.” Waking up on a floor with a blinding headache and stiff joints was not strange for Peter, unfortunately. Waking up without the knowledge of something going on somewhere else, that was new.
“Do you think…maybe you should see someone?” Serenity asked, clearly trying to be tactful about it.
“It went on for a while,” Noah added.
Peter nodded and he moved to stand, but before he even had a chance to get up and get himself yet another CAT scan, his body went rigid and he fell to the ground again, convulsing against Serenity’s leg.
“Goddammit!” Serenity hissed, shoving the pillow back under him.
“I’m ringing for a nurse!” Noah shouted and he did just that.
There was a small girl sitting in a corner and she was crying. All around her, people spoke, shouted, whispered in Russian. Peter could hear babies crying and children shrieking, though the girl didn't make a sound. Not while Peter was looking at her. She was took busy looking back.
She didn't look well cared for. She looked gaunt and her eyes were shadowed. Peter tried to speak with her, but he couldn't. He knew, though he had no idea how, she was an angel. No one turned to see her. No one noticed her, though she noticed Peter. She was alone and cold and Peter wanted to reach out for her, but already he was being pulled away-
When Peter woke, he was overcome by a wave of nausea which almost took him with it. He managed to swallow hard and breathe deeply to keep from vomiting. When he sat up, however, it was like someone hit him on the back of the head with a sledgehammer. He grabbed his head and cried out in shock and pain. He had suffered two malignant brain tumours but never once had his head ever hurt this much or this suddenly. He felt like his head was going to explode.
Serenity backed away from Peter as he groaned there on the floor. Katia the nurse rushed in, followed by someone pushing a wheelchair. “What happened?” she asked Serenity and Noah. She bent to help Peter, but she was looking at them.
“He had two seizures,” Serenity yelled, breathless. “He didn’t even have a vision-”
“Wait,” Peter said weakly. He felt like he was trying to think through a wall of jelly, but he managed to get it out. “Just had vision,” he said, opening his eyes to look at Katia and Serenity. “Little girl. Little angel. In Russia. Have to…have to help-“
Serenity gasped in fear and she clapped her hands over her mouth before squeaking, “his eyes!”
Katia bent down and when she looked into Peter’s eyes, she saw what Serenity had panicked about. Peter Kemp was bleeding into his eyes, staining them red. That meant there was bleeding in his brain. “Oh god, Peter. Hold on.” And with that, she rushed him away, leaving Serenity and Noah staring after them in horror.