Title: "Crashes and Second Chances" (2/?)
Rating: M (entire series)
Summary: A scary accident makes Chuck realize that life (even second ones) can be short so she decides to go after what she wants most: Olive. Only things aren't always as good as they seem.
Notes: Another short chapter! But the next will be longer I promise!
Chuck heard Olive’s voice resonating in her ears and tried to open her eyes, but it felt like they were glued shut. She tried to lift her arm and a pain shot through her whole body. Opening her mouth to speak, her jaw felt stiff and a strangled groan managed to escape from her dry throat.
“Oh, my goodness,” said Olive’s breathy voice, “You’re awake. She’s awake!” The high pitch of Olive’s voice pierced Chuck’s brain. The brunette could hear the shuffling of feet on linoleum and cold, unfamiliar hands were on her body. She began to panic and she forced her eyes open, harsh fluorescent light flooding her pupils and causing them to water.
She swallowed but it felt like fire going down her throat and she tried to speak again, “Olive,” she managed to croak. “I’m right here,” the blonde said pushing her way through the strange people in white coats. The blonde took her hand gently and rubbed her knuckles.
Chuck blinked and noticed an IV connected to her arm and wires stuck to her and leading to different machines. She realized the people around her, touching her, were doctors and her heart rate quickened.
“Wha’ happened? Where am I?” Chuck said despite the pain each syllable caused her. “Ma’am, you were in a car accident,” one of the doctor’s said, “You’ve been in a coma for six months.”
“Wha’?” Chuck said trying to sit up but instead cried out in pain when she tried to move at all. “Ma’am, please don’t move. We need to check your vitals.”
“Chuck,” Olive said placing a hand lightly on her shoulder, “don’t move, hun.” The brunette complied and let the doctor’s finish examining her. The head doctor looked at Olive who had never left Chuck’s side and jotted a few things down on his clipboard, “We need to keep an eye on her so we’ll be back in every half hour for at least the first few days. If there’s any significant changes you need to let us know.”
Olive nodded and the doctor left the women alone in the room. The doctor had given Chuck some water so her throat felt better than it had. “What happened?” Chuck said looking over at Olive. The blonde face her a sad smile, “You and Ned were in a bad accident. You’ve been in here for six months now. They didn’t think you were gonna wake up.”
“What about Ned?”
“He’s fine. He visits you everyday. You got the worst of it since the car hit on your side,” Olive looked down at her and wiped some hair out of Chuck’s face, “What’s the last thing you remember?”
“I remember the car hitting,” Chuck said looking at the blonde and not caring to elaborate on the vivid dream she had had. Dream. It was hard to believe that it was all a dream; it all seemed so real. Chuck could still feel Olive’s skin against her own, her lips on hers. It was hard for Chuck to tell whether it was the concentration of medication in her body or the realization that Olive wasn’t hers that was making her sick. Chuck reasoned with herself trying to convince herself that maybe she still had a chance with the blonde.
“Olive,” Chuck said swallowing with difficulty, “when I was in a coma, I had a dream-“
“Hey, Olive! I heard Chuck was awake!” Randy said as he walked into the room, a teddy bear under his arm. All the brunette’s hopes came rushing to the ground as the man walked over to Olive and kissed her in greeting.
“Chuck! I’m so glad you’re awake!” Randy said setting the stuffed animal down next to her, “Olive here practically moved here watchin’ over you. But that didn’t slow us down. I trust she told you the news?”
The taller woman turned her neck stiffly to look at Olive. “Randy, I don’t think now is the time,” Olive said quietly as she shook her head.
“Tell me…what?” Chuck said afraid of the answer.
Randy smiled and held up Olive’s hand, “We’re engaged!”