Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 38)

Leah: *who dropped in to see Ozzy after hearing about what happened pasted Vic* Hello Vic. *she's shoved aside* Oh okay. *enter into Ozzy's room* Drix?

Drix: *stroking Ozzy's hand again* Leah?

Leah: *sits on the chair on the other side of the bed* I came as soon as I heard.

Drix: thank you for coming Leah

Leah: *smiles* Anytime. *massages Ozzy's hand* What's wrong with Vic?

Drix: He's punishing himself... He thinks he has something to be sorry for.

Leah: *shakes her head* None of them are to blame infact the city's in an uproar after hearing about what happened.

Drix: Are they? *softly* I've been more concerned about Ozzy...

Leah: *nods* Many are looking into their family history and a few retired officers remember Marie from her days in the Immunity.

Drix: Oh? That's a good thing.

Leah: Yes. Hopefully it'll bring some comfort and ease to them.

Drix: I hope so... They're good people Leah. None of them deserved this... *looks at Ozzy again* Oh please Ozzy... wake up...

Leah: *looks to Ozzy with concern* If only Thrax was here.

Drix: I'm going to go and find him... Ozzy needs him.

Leah: *nods* I'll stay here with Ozzy. Good luck Drix.

Drix: Thank you. *heads out to find Thrax*

Leah: *looks down on Ozzy, stroking his face* Thrax come home, your son needs you.

Drix: *goes to where he thinks he might find Thrax, checking out places that Thrax was once known to haunt*

*the crowd that chased Thrax is outside near an old building close to the brain stem*

Drix: *narrows his eyes and finds another way into the building*:

Thrax: *crotched inside, his clothes ripped and his skin torn*

Drix: Thrax? Thrax?

Thrax: Drix? *struggles to his feet*

Drix: *goes to him* Oh Thrax...

Thrax: *collapses* Bastards.

Drix: *Carefully helps him up*

Thrax: *groans* Jackasses shot at me from every angle.

Drix: Cowards... here... Let me take care of you.

Thrax: *leans against him* Thanks.

Drix: *picks him up carefully* I'm taking you to my place.... I have to talk to you as well.. it's about Ozzy

Thrax: *looks at him* What's wrong with him?

Drix: He's alive but... he's in a coma...

Thrax: Oh Frank. *begins to feel dizzy*

Drix: *holds him gently as he carries him to safety* :

*At Drix's apartment*

Thrax: *leans against Drix they head inside*

Drix: *lays him on the bed in the guest room and starts to treat and dress his wounds*

Thrax: *gasps a bit as the cleanser touches his wounds*

Drix: I know it stings... But I promise what I’m using will bring you no harm.:

Thrax: *nods weakly* Thank you.

Drix: There are some bullets still stuck in you... I'll have to anestitize you

Thrax: *nods*

Drix: *takes hold of his arm, handling him gently as he fills a syringe and searches for a vein.

Thrax: *winces a little as the needle enters his arm*

Drix: *gently injects the sedative*

Thrax: *feels the sedative taking affect and passes out* *slightly opens his eyes* My head. *massages his forehead*

Drix: *is sitting next to him, having dressed and cleansed all his wounds*

Thrax: How long was I out for?

Drix: About an hour... I gave you the antidote when I finished dressing your wounds

Thrax: Thanks, I think. *tries to sit up but collapses back on the bed*

Drix: *gently* You need to rest still... You haven't fully come out of the sedative yet...

Thrax: *weakly* I can't, not with Ozzy hurt.

Drix: Leah is with him.... You're hurt too Thrax.. badly... you need to recover a little bit before you go to him... at least give your body a chance to come out of the sedative.

Thrax: *slightly groans, laying his head back and closes his eyes*

*Drix's cell rings*

Drix: *answers* Hello?

Leah: Drix? It's Leah. Any luck?

Drix: I found Thrax. He's in the guestroom at my place now. They shot him up pretty good but he's resting now. He'll be alright.

Leah: *sighs* What a relief. When will he be able to get here?

Drix: I'm not sure at the moment.

Leah: I understand. I'll make a call to the chief and say if he could reschedule his meeting with Thrax, if that's okay.

Drix: I think that would be a good idea.

Leah: Alright, I'll see you later Drix. *hangs up*

Drix: See you. *hangs up as well and pats Thrax's arm*

Thrax: *groans opening his eyes and sits up holding his head* Damn sedative. *slightly growls*

Drix: How do you feel Thrax?

Thrax: Just glad to have my head stop spinning.

Drix: that will pass soon. Would you like something to drink?

Thrax: Just water is fine with me. *swings his legs over the side of the bed.*

Drix: Careful now.. don't push yourself too hard. I'll get you some water.. want ice?

Thrax: Yes, thank you.

Drix: *nods and heads out of the room and comes back, with a tall glass of ice water*

Thrax: *takes the glass* Thanks. *drinks the glass down* I needed that. *sets the glass on the night stand*

Drix: *nods* Better?

Thrax: *nods, getting to his feet* I need to see Ozzy Drix.

Drix: Alright... but take it easy ok? *calls Leah.*

Leah: *answers her cell* Hello?

Drix: Hey Leah? Thrax and I are on the way. Are you still with Ozzy?

Leah: Yes though a few of the staff are trying to keep Marie away from him. *Marie's snarls can be heard over the cell*

Drix: Oh my...

Leah: Vic tried to keep what happened to Ozzy from her but she found out. *sees Vic trying to restrain Marie* Best if you two get down here ASAP.

Drix: we'll be there soon. *gets there as soon as he can*

Thrax: *rushes after him*

Drix: *gets them in there*

Leah: *sees the two of them* Thank Frank you're here.

Drix: *nods* Let's go.

Leah: *leads them to Ozzy's room where Marie is struggles against Vic's restraint, cursing in her native tongue*

Ozzy: *remains unaware of the situation, unconscious*

Drix: *takes Thrax there*

Thrax: *seeing his son* Oh Ozzy. *sits down next to him and takes hold of his hand*

*the heart monitor Ozzy is attached to seems to show a calmer state the moment Thrax touches him*

Thrax: *massages his hand* I don't care what the medics say I'm not leaving his side. *tears start falling down his face*

Drix: I'm sure we can arrange a bed to be brought in for you... I know some of the staff here. I'll see what I can do.

Thrax: Thank you, my friend.

Drix: *squeezes his shoulder*

Thrax: *smiles at him then looks at the door* Maybe you should give father a hand with calming mother.

Drix: Indeed... *heads out to help Vic*

Thrax: *looks back to Ozzy, stroking his face* Please baby, wake up soon.