I win!!

Mood: pissed off
Drinking: coffee
Lisiting to: Ronan Hardiman - Lament

This was getting on my nerves.
My leg hurt, I mean really hurt. I'm pretty tough when it comes to pain, I can hadel a lot of it, but this is enough to make me wanna tear my hair out.
I don't wanna be here, if I'm going to suffer, then I wanna suffer in my bed, in my house.
Not here, in this hospital.
I work here, do I really have to live here too?
I just wanted to go home.

I was fed up with my cohorts, sending them away when they try and check on my leg.
If they don't leave when I ask them to, then I get a tad bit annoyed (surpise, surpise eh?) and yell at them. If they don't leave after that and perist on trying to inject me with something to make me complacent, then I get violent.
I broke Dr. Harmin's nose and called Hayle from my cell, telling him to keep his staff away from me, or he'd have to hire a whole new crew.
He told me to shut up and stop whineing.
Well Hayle, it's your staff...if they get hurt then you can't say I didn't warn you.

Greg has been so good with me, he just grins and nods when i have a fit or start to yell at various annoyances.
He is really the only reason I've stayed sane and wasn't moved to the top floor, thought Dr. Harmin suggested it a few times.
He's thinking about asking Hayle if I can be sent home - well not really my home, but be moved to his place so he can keep close taps on my recovery.

"Woudl you really be okay with that?" He asked, sitting on the side of my bed, holding my hand.
"Yeah, I mean it's better then going to my appartment." He grinned "Well good, and Hayle I'm sure is just itching to get you out of here. Not to mention the staff."
I sighed. "I wish I could say I'm sorry for hitting Harmin, but I'm not. He's a jackass and has had that coming for months now. I'm just sorry I didn't do it sooner"
Greg brust out laughing. "It was by far one of the best things I've ever seen." His deep blue eyes glicened as he help my stare.

Just looking at him, listing to him talk, or even having him hold my hand makes me feel things that I've only ever read about.
There feelings have been here for a while now, but i've ignored them, and sometimes I drank them down.
But now that I don't have to, it's hard to get adjusted to that. The fact I can express such things freely and know that the feelings are returned would be comforting to most people.
Not for me, it's more frightning then anything on this earth.
And I don't understand that is.

He slowly began to lean in and my mind raced, my pulse picked up and I thought my heart was going to bust right through my chest.
Just kissing him makes me feel higher then any drug, or alcohol can on this earth...it's amazing how one person can affect you on such a level.

When he pulled away I sighed, all the resantment left me in that moment. A big grin came across his face. "Is that all it take to calm you down?"
I shrugged, and grined back. "What can I say? I actually like you, all these other idiots can bite me." We both started to laugh.

Our walls are still built high and strong, it'll take a while before we both can really trust our feelings, and get used to them for that matter.
We just kept laughing and smiling, losing ourselves in each others eyes when Hayle burst through the door.
"Okay Brennan! Thats it!" He roared. His black hair was tossled, his dark eyes looked frantic and his hard facial fetautres held an expression of frustation.
I gave him my inncoent I-didn't-do-anything- look, and Greg stifled a snicker.
"Your going home! Right now! You've given me and the staff nothing but hell sense you were admited. You'll be under Witters care. You're lucky i don't fire your ass!!" His shouting I was sure could have been heard all through the place, my he's a loud man when he wants to be.
"Aw, calm down. It could have been wrose. You could have been my attending" I smirked and winked at him.
"I would have killed you." He roared and spun on his heal to leave. "Get her ready, we're discharing her" he grunted and the door shut behind him.
"Check mate- I win" I grinned and with that Greg helped get me packed up and within half an hour I was out of there.
Harmin watched me as I left, I blew him a kiss as Shay wheeled me out of the hospital doors, and his face went from pale, to crimson with anger.
I laughed my ass off....and I was sooo happy to be out there.

Now, I'm resting on Gregs sofa. This thing is huge, and comfy too. Yeah, this is deffinatly better then my apparment. Shay is here with me, she find it weird being in Witter's house...but she just wants to make sure I don't change my mind...and keeping an eye on me for a bit.
Aaden is here too, my godson. He came with Shay when she heard I was being discharged.
He's growing so much...I can't believe it.
I love that kid, he's my boy alright.
Greg even likes him...poor Shay, she's got her hands full.
Get used to it Scott....your boy is going to grow up to be like us...just like old times Shay, enjoy them while they last.