Partners [[Blake and Amelia]]

[Amelia Raven Blake]

Amelia felt his hand against her cheek as his thumb brushed her tears away. "You're worth saving," he murmured stuttering more then slightly. Amelia grabbed his hand and grasped it in hers. "Gordon you listen to me, you're not going to die, I need you..." Amelia sobbed. "You're the father I never had, I can't loose you!" She had lost her real father, was she going to loose the man who was a friend and a father too? "No Amelia...I always needed you....the only person who could make me laugh when all i wanted to do was cry..." Amelia lost everything and sobbed uncontrollably, her form shaking with as each sob slipped from her lips. "Please. Don't. Leave. Me." her words came through her sobs.

[John Blake]

He was still under the drugs as they stitched his chest back together from where they had accidently sliced him. The sewed it closed and then wheeled his bed out into a normal hospital room, not the surgery room. He winced slightly in his drug induced sleep as the bed rolled to a stop. They left the blankets off of him, and he no longer had a shirt on. There was a small wrap over his side, but it didn't cover his large abs, and his large biceps and triceps, and his chest muscles, which were also bare in the air....

[Amelia Raven Blake]

As a machine started blaring Amelia's eyes whipped toward it. Heart beat too low. Not breathing. The words slipped from the nurses and doctors as they shoved Amelia out into the hallway before she even realized what was happening. Then it seemed to hit her. Gordon was close to death so much closer then she had first thought. She slipped to her knees and cried. Sobbed, her form shaking as she knelt in the middle of the hospital hallway.

[John Blake]

He was still out cold, when an alarm blared and ripped him away from the drugs and into a world of pain. His eyes immediately searched for the sound of the noise, but it wasn't from his machine... Gordon! it hit him like a slap to the face.
He tried to get to his feet, and slammed onto the floor with a groan. He saw his robo arm and winced as it wouldn't move, no matter how hard he tried. His abs coiled as he moved, sending pain though his stomach as he crawled into the hallway. He saw Amelia crying on her knees in the hall, and knew Gordon wasn't doing well. A nurse grabbed his good shoulder to pull him back, but he crawled away. He managed to make it to Amelia's side, blood pooling in the cotton bandage at his side. He hadn't realized he had no shirt yet. He placed a shaking hand gently on her shoulder as he looked at her softly, he knew a little of what she was going through, and he wanted to be there for his partner...

[Amelia Raven Blake]

Amelia looked over when the hand touched her shoulder. "Blake!" she said her voice choked with sobs. "Get back into your room, you'll kill yourself!" She gently brought him to his feet and got him back into his room. Amelia sat in the chair beside his bed and tried to blink away the tears but the machine was still blaring. Tears cascading down her face and she hid them from view by letting her head fall into her hands, shoulders shaking as she wept. She couldn't loose the man who was a father to her...not because of her stupid mistake.

[John Blake]

He winced as she pulled him to his feet, muttering if that was what it took, and brought him to his room again. He winced as he sat on the bed, his abs clenching hard and the muscles really defining. He gently pulled her hands away from her face, and tilted her head up towards him. He gently looked into her eyes, a small sheen of sweat on his tanned toned skin. "He's going to make it. I swear." His voice was clipped with pain and stress as he gently squeezed hers, looking softly into her beautiful blue orbs...

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[Amelia Raven Blake]

Amelia swallowed, "I can't loose him...he's the father i never had..." She looked into his eyes her blue orbs showing all her sadness and even more of it slipped down her cheeks, staining them with makeup and tear lines. A strand of her golden blonde hair fell into her face as she looked at him, she wasn't ready to let Gordon die. "He can't die because of my own stupid mistake..." she murmured, looking at the ground. "It's all my fault."

[John Blake]

He tilted her head up again. "He. Is. Not. Going. To. Die." He said it slowly and softly, ignoring his own agony, his partner cam first. Amelia was more important. And so was Gordon. He gently let go of one of her hands and brushed away her tears, with his left hand of course, he was robo arm on his right, and could barely move it. His arm was screaming in agony to just hold her hand. "I promise." He whispered softly, his pained muddy eyes, returning her gaze softly, gently, and concerned....

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[Amelia Raven Blake]

Amelia stated on a 'what if" statement but stopped herself gently pushing Blake back against the bed, "You're hurting yourself, stop it." She murmured, the machine still blaring down the hall. Then it stopped, suddenly, plunging the hospital into an eerie silence. She wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.

[John Blake]

He winced in pain as she pushed on him, but he didn't lay back. He winced, and turned his head as the machine stopped. He knew, deep down, Gordon was okay, for Amelia's sake, and his other children, he hoped so... He looked back at Amelia, his teeth on his lip..

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[Amelia Raven Blake]

Amelia turned to look at the door as it open. "Miss Smith?" She flinched at the name but nodded her head. "The commissioner's heart stopped, but we were able to get it beating again." Amelia launched herself from the chair and threw her arms around the doctor. "Thank you! Thank you so much!" She was crying again but tears of happiness. She let go and looked sheepishly at the ground, smiling slightly. The doctor said, "But it's still unclear if he'll make it through the night." Amelia felt like punching him. Thanks for getting my hopes up. she thought bitterly.

[John Blake]

He smiled as the doctor said Gordon was alive, but a growl rumbled in his chest when he said he still may not make it through the night. "You don't get someone's hopes up like that to crush them..." He muttered under his breath, a wave of pain ripping through him. He leaned against the wall, holding his stomach as the red spot grew a little bigger. He winced as he let out a breath, not wanting his partner, Amelia, to worry about him. She had enough to worry about. He winced more, holding in a groan as the doctor looked at him. He forced a smile onto his face and shook his head.

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[Amelia Raven Blake]

The doctor shooed Amelia out of the room, to her despair and told Blake that he had popped his stitches. Distraught and at a loss Amelia traveled back to Gordon's room. She peaked her head inside. Gordon was sleeping...or she hoped. She slipped into the chair and just waited for him to wake or for the doctor to tell her she could go back and see Blake.

[John Blake]

He didn't want Amelia to leave, and he told the doctor that, but he wouldn't listen as she was shooed away. He winced as they pulled off the cotton bandages, and stuck him with a numbing needle, that they warned him, could make him do, and say, crazy stuff... He winced as the pulled out the old ones and re-stitched it. He winced slightly, but the doctor didn't put on a new bandage as he left, telling Amelia it was alright to come back in. Blake was on his back, all of his muscle on display now, none of it covered up...laying on his back on the bed...

[Amelia Raven Blake]

Amelia returned and sat down beside him. She smiled slightly at him. "Are you okay?" Tears stained her cheeks, but concern burned in her eyes. When she'd been shoved out she had been extremely worried. She couldn't deal with it. Being sick with worry for her father, Jim Gordon, and her partner, John Blake. She sighed slightly a small tear sliding from her eye.