Page 94 of Fortunate Miracles
“Thank you, Summer,” she says, typing on her phone. “I’ll be back.”
Zander looks at me after she leaves. “How did two kids come up with a phrase like that?”
“Oh, Jake loved the movie Big Hero 6 when we were little. It’s something the robot says in the movie, and Jake thought it was the coolest thing ever, so we chose that as our safe phrase.”
He smiles at me. “Clever.”
We go back to work, but I’m distracted now. Jake is awake and right on the other side of the wall. I wonder what his reaction to the phrase was? Suddenly I see Leigh rush into his room. “Zander,” I say, getting up and going into the hallway. I duck behind the desk to look at the monitor. Dr. Crosby is sitting to Jake’s right while Leigh is pushing on his shoulders. Jake looks mad. I’d know that face anywhere. “I need to go in there,” I say, looking up at Zander.
He watches the screen for a minute, then says, “You know him best, darling. You do what you think is right.”
Nodding, I go over and knock on his door. A few seconds later, Dr. Crosby slips out. “Summer?”
“He’s mad. What was his reaction to your saying the phrase?”
“He got upset, wanting to see you. I told him you would visit later, but he isn’t interested in waiting. He’s getting more upset than I want him to be right now. “
“Let me in. He’ll calm down right away. I promise.”
She thinks for a minute, then nods. “He needs to rest his head on the pillow. I don’t want him to aggravate the base of his skull, nor do I want to sedate him. Also, he doesn’t know what day it is or the specifics of the accident. He needs to remain calm.”
“Understood,” I say, moving around her and opening the door. The rooms must be soundproof because I can hear Jake arguing in a broken voice with Leigh as soon as I enter the room.
“Flying makes me a better care provider,” I announce.
Jake freezes as Leigh steps back. “I cannot deactivate until you are satisfied with your care,” Jake responds with a scratchy croak.
A huge smile breaks out on my face as I walk over to him. “Jake,” I whisper.
A look of sheer relief washes over his face. “Summer,” he says, attempting to sit up.
Leigh steps forward again, but I hold up my hand. “Jake, lie back. You’re still healing. Head onthe pillow.”
He does as I ask immediately. I hear the door close again as Dr. Crosby joins us. I take a seat on the edge of his bed and grab his hand. “You’re okay, just relax.”
“How are you okay?” Jake asks me.
Unsure how to answer, I raise a brow at the doctor. “Jake, remember you were in a coma for a while. Summer is healed now.”
“I’m fine, Jake. Some scars, but I’m good.”
“I have so many questions, Sum.”
“I know, but for now, trust me, we’re both okay. That’s all you need to know right now.”
“Okay. For now, not forever.”
“Deal.”
“Jake, I’d like to check your incision before I leave, then you and Summer can visit,” Dr. Crosby says. They raise the head of his bed up and pull a section from the bed to access the back of his head. Once done, they lower his bed back to a 45-degree angle. “It’s pulled a little, but no bleeding. Please keep your head cradled in the pillow. It is very important, Jake.”
“Okay,” Jake agrees.
“We will be back in a little while to check on you,” Leigh smiles as they both leave.
I take a seat on the edge of the bed again. “Sum. What the heck is going on?”
“First, did the doctor tell you about the procedure?”
