When she saw that he was finally resting better--the ordeal of having the IV put into his hand seemed to tire him out quickly--she pushed away from the bed. He was lying on his back and turned to look towards her. “I’ll be right back hon,” she said with a smile knowing that he’d had her hand in his long before the IV was even in the room with him, “Do you want me to get you some water?”
He nodded that he didn’t want anything and turned his head towards the television on the far side of the bed. It had been on an episode of Jerry Springer that he’d been looking at, but she wasn’t sure that he was really watching it from the sigh that came out of his mouth as she mad her way out into the hallway on shaky legs. She still was not able to digest the idea that JC was really sick. Colds and flu were one thing, but tonight had really scared her. He wouldn’t die from this, but seeing him throw up blood certainly didn’t help her nerves.
BJ had been waiting patiently and she knew that she should spend a little time with him, not only for his sanity but for her own. She didn’t think he’d ever seen her so scared either.
She flipped around and found her father sitting in the hallway with BJ half asleep next to him on a set of chairs along the wall. When she looked up she found Rodney standing down the hallway leaned against the desktop of the nurses station.
"What are you doing here?”
“I flew in earlier today and was going to talk to you, but your mother phoned me and said that I should come here instead of waiting until tomorrow.” He looked at her with strangely kind eyes, but Farzana wasn’t going to fall for it.
“Well you’ve seen me and now you can go,” she said spitefully crossing her arms across her chest.
He stood up and took a few steps towards where she was standing. “Your mother thought that you might need me here with you.”
Farzana laughed. “Yeah. I needed you when my career was falling apart—“ She sucked in a breath and tried to not let tears come to her eyes. “When I was falling apart you wanted me to come home and admit my failure.” She moved back when he took a step towards her. “What makes you think that NOW is when I would need you? You’ve done a good job of trying to help me ignore most of the most important things in my life and I’m sorry if it’s a pain in the ass to you, but I want you out of here. No one needs you here.”
“Farzana please listen to me.”
“No,” she said. “Why do you care?” She started to pace. “I’m not coming home,” she rambled. “I’m not so you can take yourself back to Toronto.”
“Farzana,” he said and made a move towards her putting his arms around her before she could slip away. “You’re gonna make yourself sick.”
She curled her arms up and tried to push him away. “You don’t care! You probably WISH that he was really sick and that I would come crying to you and come home.”
She didn’t know where he came from, but she soon found Rodney in between her and her father. She knew that he wouldn’t hurt either of them, but she was glad for his massive presence to keep them apart for a while.
“I’m going back into that room to be with my husband and I swear if I see you even near us again I’ll scream bloody murder and call the cops.”
“Oh yeah,” she said with s sharp attitude, “That’s another thing that you can add to your list of things you’ve ruined in my life.” She held up her hand. “I married him and thank god I did it when I had the chance because I’m sure you would have tried to have talked me out of it. My one regret was that you weren’t there to help me celebrate, but that doesn’t come as a surprise.”
“Excuse me?” The nurse came down the hall and stood watching the whole scene with a shocked look.
She ignored the nurse, but could see that it was time to go back into JC’s room. “I’m in love with him and all of that happens between me and him from here on out won’t have anything to do with you.”
Marching back into the room she wanted to immediately tell JC what had just happened, but she found that he had his eyes closed and was slightly snoring so she let him rest. The more he was asleep, the less pain he’d be in.
“Farzana,” she heard a whisper behind her.
She didn’t know if it was the fact that she had finally said something bold to her father or the look on his face, but she faced him she found herself instantly crying. “I didn’t know what to do daddy.” She curled into his arms as he hugged her calmly. “He’s always been the one to take care of me and now that he needs me I think I’m going to fail him.”
“You won’t fail him honey. You love him very much and he knows that and that’s all that matters.”
“Why are you so calm about this?” she asked looking at her father’s teary eyes.
“He and I spoke before he asked you to marry him and I gave him and you my blessing,” he said, “You got angry with me that night, but I made sure that I wasn’t holding you back from what you wanted to do.”
Her father looked over at JC. "He seems to be doing ok. BJ said that he was upset over the needles."
"Yeah," she said, "He's fine now I guess."
“I don’t think he would have asked if I hadn’t told him that it was ok.” Her father said slipping back into their conversation.
"Is it really ok Daddy?" she asked hugging him. "I mean I love him, but if it was going to really upset you I would have--"
"No you wouldn't have," he said, "You love him too much to let my opinion split you up."
"It still was in the back of my mind though," she said.
"I know honey," he said, "I want you to know that things will be ok for you all now. I'm not going to try and make things harder for you."
Her eyes raised and while she didn't want to believe him so easily, there had been a change in her father's expression. He was a different man now. She didn't know why, but it was clear that he was being sincere.
"Yes," he said nodding. "I'd rather you and JC feel welcome to come home to visit then to have you in Toronto scared of me."
She tensed when he said that. She had been scared. She'd been scared to be away from JC and scared to be so close to everything that she had fought against. "I wasn't scared," she denied.
"Honey," he sighed, "I saw you on the street in front of your hotel while you were in the city. You were looking around as if someone was going to run up to you and kidnap you. I don't ever want you to feel that way about me."
She was starting to get angry, not because he was wrong about what she had been feeling, but because he'd been so right on. It startled her to have to father know her so well. She'd always thought he'd never understood her. "I--"
"You did honey, or you wouldn't have run away from Canada for so long."
"I didn't want to stay away, but I was scared I'd lose him again if I listened to you."
"Well Mrs. Chasez. You won't lose him now."
She didn't realize how strange it would be for her father to call her that. She'd always been Miss Jabar to him or Missy when she was really small, but now she was a Mrs. and no longer his little girl.
The silence started to get uncomfortable. He looked down at her hand. "Can I see your ring?"
She smiled and held out her hand to him. "I want to have another ceremony in a few months and a reception and all that. I want everyone to be apart of this."
"Then we'll do it."
JC made a noise like he was waking up.
"Come on honey, let me take BJ home and you stay with your husband for a while. I'll have Rodney drive you home."
JC rolled his head towards them. "Hey," he said with a deep relaxed voice. He looked at the two of them and laughed, "These must be good drugs they're giving me. You look like you've made up."
"We have," Farzana said, "And you look like you're feeling better?"
"Numb," he said and coughed a little. He rubbed his eyes with his free hand. "Can we go home now?"
She smiled and moved over to her husband to hug him.
JC's mind stayed numb to the fact that a needle was in the back of his hand until the nurse came to remove it. He closed his eyes, bit his lip and coughed his way through her taking it out.
"Are you feeling a little better now?"
The nurse cleaned up everything around her. "The doctor says no talking for as many days as you can not talk."
"That'll be only a day," Farzana said.
"Just make sure that you don't strain your throat any and try to stay away from as many people as possible. You're still contageious so I'm sure you'll be careful. No sharing cups and I would sleep away from each other for a few nights. I know that sounds horrible, but it'll keep your wife from getting sick and passing it back and forth between the two of you."
Farzana and he nodded.
"I'm sure that you have a throat specialist that you should see in a few days."
Farzana nodded. "I'll make sure we call him in the morning and get him looked at."
"Sounds like a plan."
"Am I done?" JC croaked out.
"Yes sweetie," the nurse said, "I suggest lots of fluid, but stay away from orange juice for a while. The acid in the juice not only hurts, but it'll tear away at your throat a little more than other juices."
As JC slid to his feet Farzana came to stand at his side and held onto him as he walked. Her father pushed the door open and gather BJ up and the four of them made their way outside to the car.
"JC?" she said.
"Hmm," he answered knowing that he'd get yelled at if he spoke.
"Daddy says that we should have another ceremony. I was thinking that we should do it for our six month anniversary."
"Toronto," he said.
"Yeah," he croaked out.
"Thank you," she said.
"For what?" he asked.
"For loving me."
"That's the easy part," he said.
"Come on kids," Mr. Jabar said ushering them out of the hospital towards the car. "Let's get you kids home and into bed and I need to go and talk to Mrs. Jabar and see if I can get back in her good graces."
They piled into the car and Farzana let her brother drive as they huddled together.
"I love," she said into his chest.
"I know you do," he said and hugged her close.
"At least we can say that it's not an ordinary kind of love we have."
"Definitely anything but ordinary."