LOSING AND FINDING DREAMS
I am going to skip ahead in time a bit, it is around a week later, I don't know how long it takes for a person who is paralyzed to recover enough to leave the hospital, but since this is just a story I figure that I will use my author's license. Jarod hasn't found out what it was that Broots found out. ~*~ Hospital ~*~ Debbie pushed the wheels back and forth, bored. They were finally letting her leave today, right now she was waiting for Miss Parker, Sydney and T.K. to arrive. They had taught her how to use her wheel chair, which could be operated manually or by a joy stick on the right arm rest. Currently she was pushing the wheels every which way, eager to leave. Just then the people she wanted to see the most walked in the room. "Hey Debbie." Miss Parker gave her a rare full smile. "Are you ready to blow this joint?" "Oh yeah!" Debbie nodded fiercely. T.K. climbed up into her lap. Debbie laughed and held him there. Sydney hung her backpack on the handles then he and Miss Parker took the other two small bags that Debbie had. The foursome then headed out of the room and to the elevator. Once out of the hospital Debbie took a deep breath of non-disinfectant air. Before letting Miss Parker and Sydney help her into the car. ~*~ At Miss Parker's house ~*~ Miss Parker wheeled Debbie through the house, T.K. skipping excitedly along side them. "What is this big surprise?" Debbie was grinning at T.K.'s enthusiasm. "You'll see it in a moment," Miss Parker assured her. T.K. skipped ahead of them, turning a corner, Miss Parker and Debbie followed. "Look, Debbie! Look! An elevator!" T.K. jumped up and down. Debbie gasped. "Miss Parker! You didn't have to do that! You already converted most of the stairs to a ramps!" Miss Parker smiled at her. "How else are you going to get to upstairs? There can't always be someone there to help you, unfortunately." The last part her smile faded. Debbie turned to Miss Parker and placed a hand on her arm. "Thank you." Miss Parker smiled sadly. "Truth is all this time I have been thinking that it should be different. That your dad shouldn't have died and there shouldn't be a need for this elevator." Debbie returned that sad smile, a lump forming in her throat. They stood there like that for a while. Then Debbie blinked away the tears that had begun to form in her eyes, cleared her throat and glanced over at T.K. "Hey! How 'bout you show me how this thing works then show me where I'll be staying?" "Yeah!" T.K. eagerly began to show her how it worked as Miss Parker looked on. ~*~ An hour later ~*~ Miss Parker walked into the kitchen where Sydney was making lunch. He looked up as she entered, sat down at the table and placed her head in her hands. "Are you alright?" Miss Parker ran her fingers through her hair. "Yes, Sydney." "Are you sure, you have been under a lot of stress since you got back from the island with the death of Mr. Parker, the custody battle, Broots's death, Debbie's paralysis and looking for the information that got Broots killed." With the last thing Sydney's voice took on a slightly bitter tone. Miss Parker looked at him for a moment, and then glanced down at the table, thoughtfully. "I really don't know Syd," she finally admitted. Sydney nodded, understandingly. "That is perfectly normal." He walked over to her and set a mug of coffee in front of her then took a seat next to her. She looked up at him as smiled gratefully. She took a sip, thinking then looked back at him. "Broots's death has really gotten me thinking about a lot of things. Like how important the people I care about and who care about me really are." Sydney reached out and placed his hand over hers. She smiled at him, a rare real smile. "Thank you." Her voice was barely a whisper. Sydney returned the smile. "You aren't alone, Parker, know that." Miss Parker turned away. 'But when ever I become attached to someone the Centre takes them away,' she thought. They had forced her to leave Jarod, Sydney and Angelo when she was little and they taught her to hate Jarod, to distrust Sydney and to scorn Angelo. They killed her mother, Tommy and Broots. She was pretty sure that one of the only reasons Sydney was still alive was because she pretended not to respect, love and trust him, the same with Jarod. She didn't think she could stand losing anyone else; Sydney was more of a father to her than Mr. Parker or Raines had ever been and Jarod had always told her the truth, no matter how much it hurt. She couldn't lose them, she just couldn't. ~*~ There it is! I hope it was ok! Constructive criticism, please!
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