[PPTH] Touching base

[sexyinscrubs]

Who: Lachlan & Patrick
Where: Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital
When: Saturday evening
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[drcampbell]

Lachlan lifted his head tiredly. "They're okay. Tara's on some insulin therapy and her blood pressure is up, but they're keeping the bairn monitored. Everyone just needs some sleep." He held his hand up before Pat could jump in there. "Aye, me too. I cannae deny it. I just wanted to see how you were and let you know that they werenae in any immediate danger. They think she might be discharged Tuesday or Wednesday, even."

[sexyinscrubs]

"But you've still got that distressed frown on your face, darling. The one you don't realise is there when you're stressing out and setting your brain into overdrive. Do you want to talk about it?" Pat asked and pointed to a nearby box of Kleenex. "I have enough tissues to go around. I even have vomit bags on tap."

[drcampbell]

Lachlan put his hand up and gave his forehead and furious rub, trying to get the telltale expression off his face. Pat was right; he didn't even realise he was doing it. "I'm just stressed. No conspiracy behind him. I'm worried about the bairn. That's all," he murmured.

[sexyinscrubs]

"Fucking bollocks, Lachie," Pat said bluntly. "But okay, you don't want to talk about it. I have to say this, though. That's your only son or daughter at risk there. The unknown is a fucking freaky thing. You're not only scared the wee one won't be strong enough but also petrified you could lose Tara in the process. You're scared you're going to lose them both and if you did, you wouldn't be able to keep on going. They're your life and you're strength. It's okay to fall apart again, Lachie. No one has a cut off amount of times they can break. I'd feel less worried about you if you were here crying your eyes out or kicking a window in with anger. But this blank nothingness is worrying. Don't bottle it up, darling."