the next morning...

<another continuation from my last post>
The ceiling blurred slowly into focus, one eye looked almost
directly at a light, and closed suddenly.
"Smeg... what do they put in those drinks?" Jack said, as he raised
a hand to his head. He tried to open his other eye, and take a look
around, but couldn't. He put his hand where it should be, and could
only feel a piece of plastic covering it over. He tried to sit up.
"wait, you can't get up yet!" a voice called, followed by the
speaker. It was a doctor. "you've been seriously hurt, you can't
get up yet" he said again, pushing him back down. Jack tried to
push him away, but couldn't get enough strength, eventually, Jack
gave up.
"right." the doctor said, picking up a clipboard. "I'm sorry to say
that we were unable to save your eye, we did all we could, but the
damage was too great. On the positive side, we did manage to remove
copious amounts of a neural toxin from you." he said, as Jack lay
back.
"what kind of toxin?" Jack asked. "Was it changing my brain power
into strength?" he added, feeling his mental energy return to him
after a long year.
"oddly enough, yes... did you know about it?" the doctor asked.
"yeah, i put it there." Jack said, "it wasn't killing me, so put it
back." he almost demanded.
"I'm sorry, but we can't do that, it WAS actually killing you, you
may not have noticed it, but if you'd kept that in you, you'd be
dead within a year." he said, placing the clipboard back on the end
of the bed.
Jack looked to the sides of the bed. "wheres my stuff?" he
asked. "i need all my stuff." he added.
"don't worry, your things are fine, they will be brought to you when
you're ready to leave." he said, turning away.
"wait, don't go." he said, "how long have i been in here?" he asked,
looking to a clock.
"you were brought here last night. Now, i'll be back in a minute,
there was someone waiting with you." The doctor said, before
walking off. "wait!" he called. "is it a girl?" he asked, and the
doctor nodded. "in that case, can you bring my jacket? there was
something in it that i need now." he said, laying back down.
"ok, i'll be back in five minutes." and the doctor left.
{five minutes later}
"Jack!" called Melissa as she entered the room. She ran to the bed,
and hugged him. "are you ok?" she asked.
"as ok as i can be after that." he said, taking his jacket from the
doctor. He reached in and took out a box.
"Happy birthday." he said, handing it to her.
"whats this?" she asked. "i told you not to get me any..." she
began, but trailed off as she opened it. her eyes opened wide as
she looked deep into the gem. She tried to speak, but couldn't,
instead, she just hugged him again, and kissed him on the cheek.
"thats ok." Jack said. he took the box from her, and took the
necklace out. "here," he said, putting it around her neck and doing
it up.
She smiled, and almost began crying. At that point, another doctor
walked up to the bed. "good news Mr. FeBuggure. your latest tests
have come back, and it shows you as good to go! We'll bring your
things by in a few minutes, then you can leave." he said, before
being beeped, and running off down the hall. Jack sat up, and leant
against the wall behind him.
"No more drink for me." he thought to himself. "I don't want
anything like this to happen again."
Melissa sat on the bed next to him. "do you remember anything from
last night?" she asked, looking at his eye.
"Not really, only ALOT of pain." he answered, rubbing his good eye.
"if you see me drinking again, stop me would you?" he asked. "of
course i will." she replied, putting an arm around him.
As his things were brought back in a box, the quicky flask lay on
the top. Jack picked it up first. "I know who would love this..."
he said, thinking of his half-Brother, who goes by the name of Phil.
<tag! possibly me again... but phil if you want the quicky faster!>