Deja Foxtrot Vu

[Vanessa Whitmore-Cross]

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[attr="class","Whitmorenert"]Vanessa looked at Evan with a quirked brow. “You did what?” She sighed and shook her head. Leave it to Evan to find inventive ways around things. She should have known better as the way almost cleared for her after the hospital administrators admission.

Martin smirked but said nothing. Well that was one way to fix things. Though he kept a watchful stance on things. “I have called in Anderson to wait outside Miss Campbell’s room while she recovers. No one will be getting in.” It was normal for the Whitmore’s and Cross’ to have security outside their room anytime they were admitted. Anything could happen.

Vanessa nodded and made her way into Aria’s room with Evan. That’s when she heard Aria’s questions. “Don’t worry about it, things are settled now.” Vanessa didn’t want to downplay that anything had happened outside and lie but she didn’t need Aria worrying either. Vanessa put her arms around Aria and hugged her in return. “It’s alright, you’re safe” If all Vanessa could do was be reassuring then that is what she would do.

Originally, Vanessa had planned on footing the hospital bill but now that was all a mess. Though now making medical decisions on Aria’s behalf wouldn’t be so difficult? Or maybe it would. There were so many medical laws in place that governed things. But that was a headache for another time, right now her focus was on Aria. Though having Evan close by helped.

∵ Evan Cross, Aria Campbell ∵

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[attr="class","Whitmorenerlyric"]Every heart has a mission
And we are called to be human

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[Evan Cross]

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[attr="class","evanright"] Of all the ways to fix the problem, Evan picked the most expensive, but he had the money to do it. If he kept arguing the point, he'd probably end up with a headache for his efforts, so this really was for the best. As a scientist, Evan experimented through trial and error. He didn't always know how to handle troubleshooting social situations, like he did with technology, but money spoke. Sometimes loudly. He didn't fail to notice Martin's smirk or Vanessa's incredulous question. Both must have heard him the first time, but Evan repeated himself before entering Aria's room. "I bought the hospital." Once inside, Evan lingered near the door, looking uncomfortable. He still wasn't quite sure how to handle a sixteen-year-old teenager who thought he was her dad. Odd that Vanessa seemed so comfortable parenting Aria, wrapping her arms around the girl's smaller frame. Evan knew they'd be stretching their security detail a little thinner, if they dedicated someone to watching over Aria, but it would ensure her protection. The way Vanessa approached today, she might as well have adopted the teen at this point. He chuckled, but how could he not? Whether Vanessa cared to admit it or not, her motherly instincts were on full display. Evan stepped forward to stand beside Vanessa, lest Aria misinterpret his actions as trying to distance himself. He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, reiterating what Vanessa had said to ease the teen's concerns. "We just had to dot some i's and cross some t's." Vanessa Whitmore-Cross, Aria Campbell, [attr="class","evanright2"]

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[Aria Campbell]

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“Don’t worry about it, things are settled now.”

Aria nodded, tightening her grip on Vanessa. She may not have wanted to be in the hospital, the place didn’t sit right with her, but as long as she had Vanessa and Evan she felt safe. She could trust her parents to look out for her.

“It’s alright, you’re safe”

“I know. But I’m scared” Aria admitted. “I don’t like hospitals. The last place I want to be right now is in one. I want to be home. I’d be comfortable there then here”

The sixteen year old didn’t let go of Vanessa until she felt Evan’s hand on her shoulder. Leaning back, Aria glanced at both Evan and Vanessa. “When can we go home?” she asked. It was a question Aria had asked several times, and would probably continue to ask. The sixteen year old didn’t like being in the hospital. It didn’t sit right with her.

"We just had to dot some i's and cross some t's."

“Was it discharge papers?” Aria asked, hopeful that she would be able to leave soon. The sixteen year old didn’t want to spend more time in the hospital. “Or an against medical advice?”

Aria probably would have kept asking questions, except a nurse came in to explain what was going on and to give Aria some pain medicine. Aria stared at the medicine for a second, debating on whether or not to take it. Her adrenaline was starting to wear off though and she was starting to feel some pain, especially in her chest and head.

With one final glance at Evan and Vanessa, Aria finally took the medicine. She knew the medicine wouldn’t kick in right away, but she was hoping it would start working soon.

“So if I can’t go home soon, could we bring a piece of home here? Aria asked curiously. It was her way of attempting to compromise, but also her way of distracting herself until the medicine could kick in. If Evan and Vanessa wouldn’t let her go home then maybe they could bring something from the house. At the very least, it might offer Aria a bit of a distraction from the fact that she was in the hospital.

Vanessa Whitmore-Cross Evan Cross

[attr="class","Ariabox2"]all this time i was finding myself, and i didn't know i was lost

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[Vanessa Whitmore-Cross]

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[attr="class","Whitmorenert"]Her husband had just bought the hospital. Vanessa had to let that one sink in for just a little bit longer. So now they owned three companies? Or was there something else she didn’t know about. That was a discussion for a later time. “Okay Bruce Wayne.” She replied with a smirk as the two of them wandered into Aria’s room.

Aria begging and pleading to leave the hospital really didn’t do much good. Vanessa didn’t like hospitals either. The family history with them had trauma attached to it too but there was no better place for Aria right now. Vanessa shook her head and ran a hand through Aria’s hair. Vanessa was in full mother mode. Though she wasn’t about to bicker back and forth. “Only a doctor can make that decision.” And by Doctor she didn’t mean the engineer standing beside her.

“Lay down, stop arguing the point. We aren’t going anywhere.” She ascertained. Vanessa was in no mood to sit here and argue the point. Things had been stressful enough with the PD going sky high and now Aria in the hospital. Though she did her best to cover the exhaustion and frustration she was feeling. No one needed to know. If Martin did notice maybe he wouldn’t open his mouth. Right now her focus was on getting Aria to get some rest.

∵ Evan Cross,Aria Campbell, ∵

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[attr="class","Whitmorenerlyric"]Every heart has a mission
And we are called to be human

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[Evan Cross]

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[attr="class","evanright"] Evan's own history with hospitals was mixed. He'd been kidnapped, shot, and then nursed back to health in a sterile white hospital room much like this one. And that was after Vanessa's run-in with an improvised explosive. The negatives seemed to be mounting but he'd also, technically, asked Vanessa out on their first date while she was still laid up with her injuries, so somewhere in all of these unfortunate circumstances, there was at least one positive. Evan shook his head. The teen could beg and cajole, but it wouldn't make a difference. Until Aria's attending doctor cleared her, then she wasn't going anywhere. But because Aria didn't have anyone else, Evan would continue to act as her father. He pulled a chair closer for Vanessa. The two of them were going to be here a while. "Get some rest," Evan agreed. "We'll still be here when you wake up." At least Evan now owned the hospital. Somehow it made being here a little more palatable. It brought a certain sense of security that he wouldn't be forced to stay somewhere he hated being. He pulled up another chair besides Vanessa's and settled in. Vanessa Whitmore-Cross, Aria Campbell [attr="class","evanright2"]

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[Aria Campbell]

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Aria didn’t like hospitals, and she didn’t want to be here. But it looked like Vanessa wasn’t budging on that front, and from the sounds of it Evan wasn’t going to budge on it either. She was trapped here then, but they weren’t leaving so it wasn’t too bad right now.

Finally giving in for now, Aria decided to listen to Vanessa and lay down. It had been a long day, and it was starting to catch up with her. At Evan’s suggestion of sleeping however, the teen frowned.

“But I’m not tired” Aria protested even as she tried to stifle a yawn. Between her adrenaline wearing off and the pain meds, exhaustion was starting to kick in. It also didn’t help any that Vanessa was running her hand through Aria’s hair which was something that the teen found comforting and relaxing.

“And what about you two?” Aria asked. She was trying to keep talking in a weak attempt to stay awake. “You and mom need to sleep too. And those hospital chairs can’t be comfortable” Not that Aria wanted either of them to leave. She would rather have both Evan and Vanessa here, but she didn’t want them to be uncomfortable either.

“You don’t have a change of clothes either” She pointed out. Even as Aria was talking though, she was starting to nod off. She could try to fight sleep all she wanted, but with the pain medicine it was a fight the sixteen year old couldn’t win.

As hard as Aria tried to stay awake, she did eventually end up caving in and drifting off to sleep.

Vanessa Whitmore-Cross,Evan Cross

[attr="class","Ariabox2"]all this time i was finding myself, and i didn't know i was lost

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