waiting room, wondering why she wanted to stay. Maybe it was just her wanting to make sure he was okay. She was sure Chase would ask about him when she got back to the house after picking up Dobry from the sitter's. Jennah decided that was reason enough to stay. Just make sure he was okay then she could leave, have something to report back to Chase. She picked up her phone and let her babysitter know she would be running late and offered to pay her a little bit more.
She sat waiting for about an hour when the friendly face from the intake desk approached her. "Miss Carsten?"
"Yeah," Jennah looked at her with hope, "How is he?"
"I can't give you specifics, but he should be fine. I shouldn't tell you this but the doctor wants to observe him overnight just to be sure."
"Okay, thanks. I don't want to get you in any trouble. I just wanted to make sure he was okay."
"No problem sweetie," she turned and left.
Jennah felt like she could finally breathe. She was relieved that he would be okay. She sat there for a few moments letting the relief wash over her before deciding it was time for her to leave. Even thought the intake papers proved that they didn't know each other very well, she knew she really stayed for her own piece of mind and not for Chase, no matter how much she tried to convince herself otherwise. She could tell Chase that his coach would be okay. She wasn't sure how Duke would get home, but he had friends here in the hospital and he could surely call someone he knew. Her job was done. The butterflies that she just now noticed as she sat there thinking about Duke, settled down as she walked away from the waiting room and out to her car.
SEVEN
Duke woke up to bright lights shining above him. There was a throbbing pain in his head, right behind his eye. He tried to raise his hand to touch his temple but he felt weak. The last thing he remembered was being two runs down at the game. Everything from that point on, he couldn't remember.
Duke found the remote for his bed by his head and looked for the button that would let him sit up. He grimaced as he pressed the incline button. Once in a sitting position, he pressed the button for the nurse. He waited patiently, closing his eyes once more.
"I was just about to come in and wake you," a familiar voice came.
Duke opened his eyes and saw Susie walking to his bedside. "Hey Susie. Long time, no see."
"Yeah, it has been a while. We should stop meeting like this. Call for coffee next time," she joked. Duke let out a small laugh. "How's your pain level?"
"Bitchin', pain is right behind my eye. Why am I at the hospital?"
"You got hit by a line-drive foul ball. One of the player's relatives brought you in. Apparently you passed out in the car on your way over."
Duke tried to remember the line drive but couldn't. He looked over at Susie trying to grab the missing pieces of his memory.
"It's okay Duke. You may not remember anything. Let me grab the doctor and they can check you out."
Duke smiled as she turned and left the room. He looked around still trying to grasp the missing pieces when he wondered who brought him in.
After a few moments, he gave up trying. The pain in his head was distracting him. He closed his eyes realizing the light overhead was too much for him to handle. He wondered if his pain medication wore off and he needed more. Hell, he didn't even know how long he had been in the hospital at this point.
"Hey there Mr. Avery," a male voice filled the room.
Duke raised his head and looked at the doctor. He squinted trying to block out the light.
"I'm Dr. Maclyn," he smiled. "How's your pain level? Scale of one to ten, ten being the worse."
Duke stared at him for a moment, "Probably an 8, my head is throbbing right now. Can we turn out the light?"
The doctor gave a friendly smile and pulled a light pen out of his pocket. Duke scowled at the doctor, not wanting