semi-private rooms enclosed on three sides with the fourth open to a nurses’ station. About to ask which room he was in, she spotted an overly dressed woman exit one of the rooms.
Walking toward her, Sarah noticed how tall she was. With platinum blonde hair and far too much makeup, her leather pants and silk blouse did not seem that out of place in comparison. As the woman was about to walk past her, she paused.
In a thick Russian accent, “You are Sarah?”
Nodding her head, Sarah put her hand out to shake. “Yes, I’m Sarah Jenkins.”
Pinching Sarah’s fingers lightly in a mock handshake, “I am Nadia Chekov. You have come to see my Vitaly?”
Nodding her head, Sarah was unsure how to respond as Vitaly had told her that they were divorcing. Smiling tightly, Nadia picked up on her thoughts.
“Do not worry. We are not married now. But we have known each other for so long that a part of me will always care for him.”
As Nadia headed toward the exit, she turned back to Sarah. “We both love him, but it is your love that he needs now. Take care of him,” she said as she pushed the exit button and walked out.
Sarah turned toward the room Nadia had come out of and walked toward it. She resisted the urge to run. She would have loved this to be some sort of elaborate ruse and desperately hoped that what she would see wouldn’t be as bad as she was made to expect. As she got to the entrance, she paused. Closing her eyes, she pictured him on their last plane ride to New York. Smiling. Laughing. Taking a deep breath, she parted the curtain and stepped inside.
Since it was late, the room was dimly lit, as a lone body laid cast in the glow of the lights from several machines. Sarah was surprised at the amount of noise coming from the machines, as she wondered how anyone could sleep through all that clicking and beeping.
Walking toward him, Sarah looked down at him. He had more bandages than skin showing, as tubes and wires connected to various parts of his body in an intricate pattern that only a doctor could appreciate. Seeing the empty chair, she moved it to the far side of the bed before sitting down. His right hand had an IV tube running from it, but other than that, it appeared relatively uninjured. Rubbing his hand, she covered her mouth to keep from screaming. This was all too much.
A voice clearing announced the arrival of a nurse, as Sarah quickly stood up. Waving at her to sit back down, the nurse checked codes on the machines and took vitals. Before she left, she looked at Sarah.
“I know that it looks bad and we can’t make any guarantees, but give him time. Sometimes people pull through. Don’t give up hope just yet.”
As she turned to walk away, she paused. “And talk to him.”
“Can he hear me?”
Shrugging her shoulders, “No one knows, but hey, it couldn’t hurt.”
After the nurse left, Sarah reached for his hand.
“Oh Vitaly, I do hope that you can hear me. Not that I’d want you to know what’s going on because, well, this is horrific, but if you can hear me, then you would know that Nadia was here. And Ivan. And others will come. You’re a good man, Vitaly. Despite what you think about yourself. What happened here…it’s criminal. It’s worse than that. But Ivan will find them. He’s good at that. And just so you know, I’m unfiring myself and going back to work. You need all the help that you can get and I know those accounts. We’ll keep VIC Enterprises running. And when you wake up, you’ll see. Your company will continue to flourish and you can relax and concentrate on getting better.”
Rubbing his hand, Sarah wiped angry tears from her eyes. “Oh, and Vitaly? I agree with Ivan. You really are a horse’s ass. A controlling one. But I love you. Did you hear me, Vitaly Chekov? I love you. Now get better and wake up so I can say it again. And again. And again.”
**End of Part 2**
Authors Note:
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