"But I can't get near you now..."
Who: showingnuttage (but open if anyone wants to talk with him, multiple threads also welcome)
What: The waiting game
Where: Main hospital waiting room
When: A few hours after the news broke
Episode: Between seasons
Rating: PG-13
Sam's leg was bouncing anxiously as he sat in the busy waiting room for any news on Mike... any news on anyone, really. Mrs Chang had promised she could come and tell him any news when she could, but so far he hadn't seen any signs of Mike's folks. He didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but right now, his mind just wanted to think it was a bad thing while his heart was desperate for it to be a good thing. The last words he had shared with Mike was Mike bitching him out on Facebook. They hadn't said anything to each other in person and weeks, and to say Sam was confused was an understatement.
But this? This no one needed. The waiting was horrible, no one seemed to know anything beyond the fact that some of the victims of the crash were in a bad way. No one knew who, or how bad. How could Sam not assume Mike was one of those? He was in there somewhere but Sam didn't even know if he was awake or if he was in pain, and it hurt more than Sam knew how to process. He chewed on his thumb nail as his eyes remained locked on the entry to the waiting room for anyone to come with some news. But still, nothing and yet even more waiting to be had.
What: The waiting game
Where: Main hospital waiting room
When: A few hours after the news broke
Episode: Between seasons
Rating: PG-13
Sam's leg was bouncing anxiously as he sat in the busy waiting room for any news on Mike... any news on anyone, really. Mrs Chang had promised she could come and tell him any news when she could, but so far he hadn't seen any signs of Mike's folks. He didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but right now, his mind just wanted to think it was a bad thing while his heart was desperate for it to be a good thing. The last words he had shared with Mike was Mike bitching him out on Facebook. They hadn't said anything to each other in person and weeks, and to say Sam was confused was an understatement.
But this? This no one needed. The waiting was horrible, no one seemed to know anything beyond the fact that some of the victims of the crash were in a bad way. No one knew who, or how bad. How could Sam not assume Mike was one of those? He was in there somewhere but Sam didn't even know if he was awake or if he was in pain, and it hurt more than Sam knew how to process. He chewed on his thumb nail as his eyes remained locked on the entry to the waiting room for anyone to come with some news. But still, nothing and yet even more waiting to be had.