“I’ll see what I can find out for you. My understanding is that he is under the nanny’s care. Your assistant was here all night and I’m sure has taken care of the important details. You need to rest Mr. Bennett. I’ll go get the doc, and don’t worry about your son. I’m sure he is being looked after.” Ella left to search for the doctor.

Spying a tall blonde man in a white laboratory coat at the nurses’ station, Ella made a bee-line over to greet him, “Good morning Dr. Thompson. Our patient in room 2016 is awake.”

“Ella!” Dr. Andrew Thompson said, his eyes lighting up with pleasure. “I’m glad you’re on today. I was just going to check on him.”

“He is able to converse but is somewhat confused… not surprising. Kari said he had a rough night, but his vitals are all stable,” Ella said.

Walking side by side to check on their patient he said, “When are you going to take me up on that dinner invitation?”

“I must admit it is tempting,” she said laughing.

“Good. I’ll keep at it then.”

“Last time I broke my own rule of keeping personal and professional lives separate it didn’t end well for me.”

“You’ll never know unless you give me a try,” he rejoined.

Ella laughed again and led the way into Mr. Bennett’s room.

Kyle Bennett appeared to be asleep, but his eyes popped open the second he heard Ella and Dr. Thompson discussing his case.

“Hi, I’m Doc Thompson. I’m glad to see you’re awake,” Dr. Thompson said.

“Can we cut to the chase here doc?”

“There is no chase. You’re going to be parked here for a while.”

“We’ll see about that. I need to check on my son. Where is my phone?”

“I was told your assistant was here earlier and she was going to take care of those details, and of notifying your family and any others on a need-to-know basis, as to your phone I don’t have that information but Ella, your nurse here, will find out. You are in critical condition. There will be no cell phones today,” Dr. Thompson said firmly.

Kyle leaned back against the pillow and grimaced in pain. With his left arm in a sling and his right wrist bandaged he was pretty much incapacitated. “Can you up my pain meds? They aren’t working,” he asked, managing to sound demanding even in his weakened state.

“Ella will see to that after I’ve examined you,” he said, nodding towards Ella.

Groggily he said, “Ella, my beautiful nurse.”

“I think the morphine is loosening your tongue Mr. Bennett,” she said smiling.

“I think he’s quite lucid,” Dr. Thompson said.

Ella’s cheeks flushed a becoming pink as she busied herself changing one of the bags to his IV drip.

“Well Mr. Bennett, I’ll be back later to check in with you at the end of my rounds. I won’t go as far as to say you’re out of the woods yet, but you’re stable and considering what you’ve been through we’ll take it. We’ll do our best to keep you comfortable. You’re young and in good shape, you’ve got that going for you.”

“What do you mean not out of the woods?”

“I’ll be blunt. The next thirty-six to forty-eight hours we’ll be monitoring you very closely for any complications. You are still in critical condition. Your body sustained a terrible impact. You have swelling on the brain and your entire body was traumatized. We have repaired what we can and now your body has to heal. We don’t expect it, but we are always prepared for the worst. Ella is assigned to your case and she will take excellent care of you. Now get some rest. That’s an order.”

“Thanks for not bullshitting me.”

“I’ll have Ella get in touch with your assistant to get information with regards to your son,” he said, turning to go. “Your main focus has to be on rest and healing, the more you can do that, the faster you’ll be able to return to your life and take care of your son.”

“Did you catch that?” Ella said.

“Which part?”

“The part about rest.”