Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp 40)

*Next morning*

Ozzy: *starts to wake up and whimper softly in his sleep, the hospital has been using diapers on him instead of bedpans to keep him comfortable and part of what wakes him is a wet bottom*

Thrax: *stirs before waking and looks down at Ozzy* What's wrong angel?

Ozzy: *whimpers softly into his chest, not fully awake yet*

Thrax: *notices Ozzy's diaper sagging* So that's what's wrong. *gets up laying Ozzy on the bed and gets the essentials he needs from the cupboard* This won't take long, sweetie. *removes the soaked diaper, throwing it in the pale then slips a dry, clean one underneath him, applying oil and powders before fastening it in place* There you go all dry. *lifts Ozzy into his arms again.*

Ozzy: *cuddles up to him and sniffles softly, calmer*

Thrax: *gently rubs his back, softly cooing to him*

Ozzy: *coos back softly, clinging to him still as his breathing evens out and he calms fully*

Thrax: *smiles, kissing his forehead* We'll be going home today, baby.

Ozzy: really? Doctor said I could come home?

Thrax: *nods* Yes. *hugs him close*

Ozzy: *snuggles up close to him and rests his head on his shoulder*

*there's a soft knock on the door, just two, very quiet ones as if the knocker is wanting to make sure they're not asleep*

Thrax: *looks up* Come in.

Doctor: *steps in* good morning. How are we feeling?

Thrax: Better but we'll be much more content once we leave for home. *gently strokes Ozzy's face*

Doctor: Well if I find what I’m expecting to find this morning then that will most assuredly be today. Best place to recover is home in my opinion. *comes over and sits down in a chair next to them, making slow movements so as not to startle the still groggy cell and carefully checks him out*

Thrax: *gently rubs Ozzy's back to keep him calm, whispering soft soothing words to him*

Doctor; *makes this quick* alright... *smiles* I can now safely say that I’m comfortable sending you home at this time. I'm going to write a couple prescriptions for you Ozzy but I think the best medicine for you is your dad here.

Ozzy: *nods a little and nuzzles Thrax*

Thrax: *purrs*

Doctor: *gives Thrax a couple papers* Normally this is where I advise you of at home care but considering you haven't left this room any more than absolutely necessary I think you know enough to be a nurse here if you wanted.

Thrax: *looks at the doctor* Would it be okay if we left at midday?

Doctor: *nods* Yes absolutely. You can leave as soon as you're ready.

Thrax: *nods* Thank you. *kisses Ozzy on the forehead*

Doctor: You're welcome. Do you need anything? Something to eat something to drink?

Thrax: We're fine. Thank you.

Doctor: *nods* Alright. I'll leave you then. *smiles and stands* have a good day alright?

Thrax: *smiles* We will.

Doctor: *heads out of the room*

Thrax: *sighs* Man, that guy can really get on your case. *lays Ozzy on the bed*

Ozzy: *chuckles* he's a doctor... he's supposed to

Thrax: *snorts, selecting some lose clothes for Ozzy and dresses him*

Ozzy: *lets himself be dressed and hugs him* daddy?

Thrax: *lifts him up, hugging him* Yes angel?

Ozzy: *softly in a timid voice* When we get home... I think I really need a bottle...

Thrax: *smiles, nuzzling him* Of course angel. *kisses him*

Ozzy: *hugs him tightly and coughs a couple times before rubbing his eyes and cuddling him again* I'm cold daddy....

Thrax: *takes his coat and wraps it round Ozzy holding him close*

Ozzy: *nuzzles under his chin and settles, not shivering, comfortable under the warm coat, close to Thrax's body heat*

Thrax: *smiles, gently rocking his son but hears slight sniggering from a few of the staff* -Give me strength.-

Nurse: *a white blood cell female, coming to shoo them off* Yes yes it's quite sweet. now off with you... you've seen fathers and son’s interacting before. Go about your business and let them have their peace. *turns to Thrax* I apologize sir. *shuts the door behind her*

Thrax: *rolls his eyes, holding Ozzy to his chest as he begins humming to him*

Ozzy: *pays them no mind, not even having seen the nurse that briefly poked her head in to apologize and absorbs himself in his father's humming and heartbeat*

Thrax: *curls up on the bed as he continues humming to Ozzy*

Ozzy: *starts sucking his thumb as he cuddles Thrax*

Thrax: *strokes Ozzy's hair, kissing his forehead*

*Midday*

Thrax: *gathers up his and Ozzy's items then lifts Ozzy into his arms* Ready to go home sweetie? *nuzzles his nose*

Ozzy: *nods* Uh huh. *hugs him*

Thrax: *chuckles, slinging the bags over his shoulder and carries Ozzy out of the room*

*the receptionist who checks them out is a female white blood cell and she looks concerned at Ozzy's fearful reaction to her, but she's read his file, having had to when checking them out, and understands his reaction, saddened by what was done to them*

Thrax: *lightly bounces Ozzy* It's okay baby, it's okay. *gently rubs his back*

Ozzy: *clings to him and nuzzles*

Receptionist: *trying to make her voice as kind as possible* You have a good day ok sir?

Thrax: *nods, smiling* Thank you. *walks out of the hospital, holding his frightened son close* *makes his way to Drix's apartment* Hope he does mind if we stay for a bit.

Ozzy: I don't think he will

Thrax: *knocks on the door*

Drix: *opens the door* Thrax? Ozzy? Oh thank goodness... please come in! *steps aside*

Thrax: Sorry for dropping in like this Drix. *steps the bags on the floor and sits down an armchair, cradling Ozzy*

Drix: Its' no trouble at all.

Thrax: *lightly chuckles, bouncing Ozzy on his knee*

Ozzy: *smiles softly, seeming to be in no pain at the moment*

Thrax: *holds him close, smiling then goes into the kitchen and fixes him some formula* Here you go, sweetie. *slips the nipple between his lips*

Ozzy: *happily drinks the bottle, soothed by it and his father's presence*

Drix: *smiles* That's so cute Thrax... you know this right?

Thrax: *sits back down, rubbing Ozzy's side* I do. *chuckles*

Drix: Do you need a place to stay?

Thrax: I'm afraid so. *continues feeding Ozzy*

Drix: you're welcome here. I'll attach some railing to the guest bed for Ozzy's safety. Will you be wanting to sleep in the same bed with him? *the question was directed at Thrax however Ozzy clings to the virus askingly, not wanting to sleep alone*

Thrax: *looks down at him* Looks like it.

Drix: That's no trouble. Would you like something to drink?

Thrax: I'm alright. *allows Ozzy to finish, setting the bottle down and lifts him to his shoulder, rubbing his back*

Ozzy: *clings to Thrax's shirt and coos softly*

Drix: *heads into the guest room, putting up a railing so that Ozzy won't fall off the bed*

Thrax: *begins humming softly to Ozzy as he gently rocks him*

Ozzy: *takes hold of one of Thrax's hands, fascinated with his claws once more, innocent curiosity taking over him*

Thrax: *smiles softly* My little one. *kisses him*

Ozzy: *after exploring his hands for a while he leans against him, taking the hand with him and sucking on one of Thrax's knuckles*

Thrax: *quietly chuckles, purring*

Ozzy: *coos softly, still sucking on his knuckle, eyes half closing*

Thrax: *gently strokes Ozzy's cheek with his thumb before getting up and carries Ozzy to the guest room*

Drix: *has just finished up and smiles warmly as he sees the white blood cell sucking on Thrax's knuckle*

Thrax: *smiles at Drix, setting Ozzy down on the bed, pulling the covers over him before sitting down next to the bed.*

Ozzy: *cuddles up next to him and closes his eyes*

Thrax: Rest now, my baby. *massages Ozzy's hand*

Ozzy: *coos softly and gnaws Thrax's knuckle again*

Thrax: *smiles softly*

Ozzy: *softly* Yes daddy.. *cuddles up to him and clings on*

Thrax: *smiles warmly, wrapping his arms round his son as he holds him close*

Ozzy: *snuggles him, sucking his thumb and closing his eyes*

Thrax: *holds him close but wonders how their lives will be like now that everyone knows of their relationship*

Ozzy: *slips off to sleep, still very groggy from his stay in the hospital*

Thrax: *purrs softly to him giving his son some comfort*

Drix: *meanwhile starts to fix some dinner and calls Vic and Marie to let them know that Ozzy and Thrax are staying with him*

Thrax: *lays back on the bed, cuddling Ozzy as his eyes begin to droop*

Ozzy: *whimpers softly about ten minutes into it, having a bad dream*

Thrax: *snaps awake* Oh no, not again. *gently rocks Ozzy in his arms trying to calm him*

Ozzy: *cries softly in his sleep* Momma... don't... momma... *squirms a little until he realises he can smell Thrax and buries his face in his chest* daddy... *after speaking that word his fear seems to deflate*

Thrax: *gently rocks him* Hush-ssshhh-ssshhh. It's okay baby, daddy's here. Daddy's here.

Ozzy: *sniffles* daddy... *clings to him, his breathing evening out*

Thrax: *nuzzles him, not wishing his son to suffer because of his memories he begins to sing softly*

Ozzy: *softly, still dreaming* daddy's here... *cuddles Thrax

Thrax: *nods* Yes baby, I'm here. *kisses him, continuing to rock him*