Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 14)

Ozzy: *starts to wake up*

Thrax: *smirks* Hey there, sleepy head. *strokes Ozzy's face with the side of his claw*

Ozzy: *smiles and hugs him*

Thrax: *hugs Ozzy tight, shifting himself into a sitting position*

Ozzy: *cuddles him, closing his eyes for a moment before opening them again and taking hold of Thrax's left hand*

Thrax: *gently squeezes Ozzy's hand, fearfully*

Ozzy: *tilting his head slightly, he touches the backs of the claws near the base then cuddles him again*

Thrax: *sighs with relief* -Thank Frank.- *rests Ozzy's head on his chest*

Ozzy: *lets out a soft sound similar to a coo*

Thrax: *chuckles lightly, rubbing Ozzy back, cooing back*

Ozzy: *kisses him on the cheek, smiling softly*

Thrax: *returns the smile, nuzzling Ozzy gently*

Ozzy: *nuzzles back* Did you sleep good?

Thrax: *smirks* Didn't need it sweetie, but you did. *tickles Ozzy tummy, lightly*

Ozzy: *chuckles* I guess I did. *cuddles him*

Thrax: *hugs him close, purring*

Ozzy: *kisses his cheek*

Thrax: *nuzzles him and kisses his forehead*

Ozzy: *yawns a little and clings to him.

Thrax: *holds him tight as he gets to his feet and walks into the kitchen for water*

Ozzy: Thirsty?

Thrax: *finishes the glass* Yeah. *feels a little dizzy but shakes it off*

Ozzy: ...Dad?

Thrax: *wipes his brow and smiles* Nothing to worry about baby.

Ozzy: *looks worried*

Thrax: *smiles softly, stroking his cheek*

Thrax: Let's go for walk, sweetie. The fresh air will do the both of us some good.

Ozzy: Ok. Are you sure you're ok?

Thrax: Yeah. I'm fine, baby.*slips on his shirt and shoes before dressing Ozzy* C'mon then. *lifts Ozzy up, grabs the diaper bag and heads out the door*

Ozzy; *hugs him around the shoulders*

Thrax: *smiles at him, heading out to the upper back* *looks round the area the area*-Man there are a lot more cells then I thought.- *balances Ozzy on his hip.*

Ozzy: *softly* well we are kind of all over in the body.

Thrax: *chuckles* In order to keep the body run- *starts to feel dizzy again*

Ozzy: Daddy?

Thrax: *puts his hand on his head* -What's wrong with me?- *knees buckle from under him as he collapses on the sidewalk, making sure Ozzy’s on top of him*

Ozzy: D.. dad? *frowns* Hey what's wrong?

Thrax: *groans softly but is unable to get up*

Ozzy: G-get up.. please.... c'mon get up! *shakes him*

Middle-aged female red blood cell: What's going on?

*a crowd of cells begin to gather*

Ozzy: *looks up at the cells, tears starting in his eyes*

Young male white blood cell: *kneels next to Thrax, checking for a pulse* Someone call an ambulance quick, he's burning up.

*a nearby cell is already on the phone, calling a hospital*

Ozzy: *looks at the gathered cells then at his foster father*

Female muscle cell: I better call the police to pick up the young one. *takes out her own mobile*

Ozzy: *finds that oh so ironic considering these are his co-workers that are about to pick him up... course they won't recognise him*

*soon paramedics arrive to take Thrax away and the police for Ozzy*

Ozzy: *clenches his fists and his jaw and cries softly, worried*

Female white blood cell officer: *cradles him* Don't worry little one, your dad's gonna be alright. *gets into the back of the police car*

Ozzy: *looks out the back window, watching the paramedics take Thrax away and as soon as it speeds off he sobs softly into her shoulder*

Female cop: *rubs his back to calm him* -Poor kid, having to see his dad like that.- *gets out when they reach the station*

Ozzy: *sniffles softly and looks to the familiar station as they approach it*

Female cop: *looks down at Ozzy with sympathy* -It times like this that I really hate my job.- *enters the station*

Ozzy: *clings to her shirt*

Drix: *looks over from the water cooler, always one to respond in some manner when he hears a child crying and approaches the female cop carrying Ozzy* What happened?

Female cop: *bounces Ozzy gently* This little guy's father collapsed on the street with a burning fever, raspy breathing and is unable to respond.

Drix: *frowns* Here... let me take him... I know the child and the father... *knowing the spray that Thrax used*

Female cop: *raises a brow* You sure Drix?

Drix: *nods* I'm sure

Ozzy: *reaches for Drix*

Female cop: *looks at Ozzy and shrugs* Well if he trust you. *hands Ozzy over to Drix*

Ozzy: *hugs Drix tightly and cries as soon as he's handed over*

Drix: *whispers softly* It's ok... shhh....

Female cop: *can't help but smile at the two* Guess I'll see ya round Drix. *salutes and heads back to her duties*

Ozzy: H-he f-fell Drix... *whispering very softly* I d-don't know if he's going to be alright...

Drix: *holds him gently* Sssshhhh. . .It's gonna be okay Ozzy, your father's strong. He'll pull through.

Ozzy: *softly* B-but w-what if he... what if they realise what he is?

Drix: *bites his lip* Frank, I hope not, but that spray should be able to fool them. *floats into his office and closes the door*

Ozzy: B.. but what if... *clings to him, feeling like nothing more than a scared little boy*

Drix: *strokes his face* Don't worry Ozzy. Before Thrax met us he was always able to get out of tight spots no matter how bad the situation seemed.

Ozzy: *looks up at him, tears flowing steadily down his cheek*

Drix: *hugs him close* It's going to be alright. You and your daddy will be back together soon. *begins to rocks him gently*

Ozzy: *nods and cries softly into his chest, clinging to him but seeming calmer*

Drix: *smiles down at him* -Now I know how Thrax feels when he's with Ozzy like this.-

Ozzy: *nuzzles into his chest, seeking his partner's comfort*

Drix: *becomes concerned* -Hopefully Thrax will be able to pull through, Ozzy needs him.- *holds Ozzy close to him, rubbing his back*

Ozzy: *clings to him, rubbing his eyes* Heh... at least it's ok to cry like a baby... everyone thinks I am one..

Drix: *smiles* There's no shame in crying when you miss your father.

Ozzy: *sniffs softly*

Drix: *strokes his face* No need to be ashamed Ozzy.

Ozzy: *sniffs* I miss him...

Drix: *cuddles him* I know but he'll be back once he gets better. Okay?

Ozzy: *nods*

Drix: -Please Thrax don't make a liar out of me.- *sits next to the desk*

Ozzy: *cuddles up with Drix*

Drix: *remembers what Thrax said during their last meeting and smiles as he realises what he meant*

Ozzy: *sighs softly* I wanna go home...

Drix: *sighs* I know Ozzy but I'm on the clock here and the chief won't let me take time of because of this.

Ozzy:... Chief’s a poop head sometimes...

Drix: *laughs at this* I know but we have to put up with it.

Ozzy: *looks around the office* Yeesh... organized..

Drix: *chuckles* Comes with job when you're a cold-pill.

Ozzy: I guess so..

Drix: *smiles* Come on Ozzy, turn that frown upside down. *tickles Ozzy under the chin*

Ozzy: Hm? *chuckles softly* Thanks Drix.. *hugs him*

Drix: *smiles softy, hugging Ozzy gently*

Ozzy: think the chief will make me leave or something? When do you think we'll know what the hospital says?

Drix: *sighs softly* To be honest Ozzy I'm not entirely sure.

Ozzy: Can you find out?

Drix: I'll see what I can do. *holds Ozzy to his chest and floats out of the office*

Ozzy: *hugs him as they go*

Drix: -I only hope that the chief isn't in a bad mood.- *holds Ozzy close, balancing him on his canon arm*

Ozzy: *hugs him*

Chief: *looks mildly grumpy...for him... that's a good mood*

Drix: *swallows a lump in his throat as he enters the office carrying Ozzy*

Chief: Something I can help you with Drix?

Drix: *nods* Sorry for disturbing you but I need to see if there's any word on the young one's father.

Chief: hmm.. *goes into his computer*

Drix: *lays Ozzy's head on his shoulder, supporting him as he holds him gently*

Ozzy: *bites his lower lip and clings to Drix*

Chief: no word from the hospital yet... I assume he's in there still... Have you been able to find the kid's mother?

Drix: *hesitates a little* I'm afraid he has no mother, she pasted away when he was born and his father's been raising him alone. *swallow the lump in his throat looking down to Ozzy*

Chief: *with a softness he doesn't normally have* Oh... *after a moment* Are you alright taking care of him Drix?

Drix: I'll might have to take a couple of days off to care for him chief. At least until his father's back to full health.

Chief: *nods* Go on and take him home... I'll clock you out at the end of your shift

Drix: *nods* Thank you chief. *heads out the door*

Ozzy: *rests his head on his shoulder*

Drix: *sighs with relief* -That was too close for comfort.- *looks at Ozzy* Guess we better head home then. *grabbing Ozzy's stuff*

Ozzy: *nods and hugs him*

Drix: *slings the diaper bag over his shoulder and hugs Ozzy close* It's going to be alright, little one. *gently rubs Ozzy's back, hearing giggling from the female cops and sniggering from the males*

Ozzy: *hugs him and starts to cry again softly, whispering* I want daddy...

Drix: *gently rubs his back* I know little one but he'll be back soon don't worry. *shoots a glare at the other cops* Alright everyone nothing to see here. *begins to rock Ozzy to sooth him*

Ozzy: *hugs him*

Drix: *holds him close* -Without Thrax around he'll probably sink into depression if he doesn't come home soon.- *heads out and floats to the apartment not to far from the station*

Ozzy: *clings to him as they get there.

Drix: *enters the apartment and sets the bag on the floor* This'll only be for a little while Ozzy, I promise.

Ozzy: *nods* Drix?

Drix: Yes Ozzy?

Ozzy: Are you ok with... y'know... this?

Drix: *raises his brow in confusion*

Ozzy: Taking care of me I mean

Drix: *shifts Ozzy over to his other shoulder* We're friends Ozzy and I did promise Thrax I'd take care of you when he's out.

Ozzy: I don't think either of us expected him to be out like this... I'm worried Drix... I didn't think he could get sick..

Drix: *shakes head* I didn't either. He always seemed so strong and he's in perfect health.

Ozzy: *softly* I wonder why he collapsed... *rubs his eyes*

Drix: *rubs his back* So do I Ozzy. They said that he had a high fever and shallow breathing.

Ozzy: You don't think he's gonna die do you?

Drix:*looks at him shocked* Don't think that way Ozzy. He wouldn't want to leave you that way.

Ozzy: I know.. but sometimes that stuff just happens... *rubs his eyes, looking at the floor*

Drix: *lifts his chin* Your father will be back Ozzy. Knowing him he'll probably wake up in hospital, rip the hospital equipment off him and run off to find you.

Ozzy: *rubs his eyes a little, at ear falling onto Drix's hand* You think so?

Drix: *nods* He devoted to you Ozzy. Remember the way he acted when I confronted him holding you outside your home?

Ozzy: *nods* He freaked..

Drix: Right. His parental instincts kicked in and he saw me as a threat to you.

Ozzy: *nods a little and hugs him*

Drix: *hugs him gently* We'll just have to wait til the chief or the hospital calls to see how he is.

Ozzy: *nods* You'll stay with me right?

Drix: *nods* Just until your father's back to full health and then you can go home with him. *taps Ozzy's nose lightly*

Ozzy: heh.. he does that... *smiles softly*

Drix: *smiles back* Bet he loves doing that. *sits on the couch with Ozzy*

Ozzy: *nods* Yeah he does it a lot. *cuddles, which he hasn't done with Drix before.

Drix: *smiles* -Thrax sure is a lucky one.- *cradles Ozzy close*

Ozzy: *soon falls asleep up against him*

Drix: *lays Ozzy on the couch, pulls a blanket up round him and flips the coffee table over, pushing it up against the front of the couch* Sleep well Ozzy. *strokes the cell's cheek*

Ozzy: *nods and lays his head down* I'll try to..

Drix: *smiles and looks out the window* -Please Thrax, come home safely.-

Ozzy: *sniffles softly into the pillow and tries to sleep*

Drix: *sighs softly* -Poor Ozzy.-

Ozzy: *lifts his head* Drix?

Drix: *looks towards him* Yes Ozzy?

Ozzy: I can't sleep...

Drix: *sits next to him* Why not?

Ozzy: *hugs him* Daddy...

Drix: *wraps his arm round Ozzy* Ozzy, I know you miss him but you'll have to be strong for him until he returns.

Ozzy: *clings to him and sniffles*

Drix: *frowns slightly* -Dear Frank I hope we hear of him soon.- *pulls Ozzy into a tight embrace* -I don't think Ozzy's sanity can last much longer.-

Ozzy: *continues to cling to Drix*