Demons, Part 7
Friday, January 25th, 2008 08:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lizziecWarning - this fic contains distressing themes.
“Oh papa!” exclaimed Con, sitting bolt upright as Jack entered the room. “Oh papa, I have so wanted you, it was so horrible. I can’t stop thinking about it.” Jack strode quickly across the room, sat on the bed and enveloped his daughter in a bear hug. “Tell papa all about it Connie, and hopefully you shall be able to sleep” he murmured to her, in the comforting voice that he often used both as a father and as a doctor, it at once comforted Con and filled her with strength and she poured out the whole story – how she had watched Len, how she had become increasingly worried and how she had seen Len run away from the school and known deep inside what she was going to do. As she told the story Con had threatened to break down in tears, but she managed to avoid it until she finished telling all she knew. Then she began to cry uncontrollably. Still Jack held her tight and waited until the storm of tears lessened before he loosened his grip on her somewhat and began to talk to her in his low, calm, pleasant voice.
“You did so well Connie, you did so very well. You saved your sister and were there for her when she needed you most. I am so proud to call you my daughter. Now I want you to stop worrying, your part in this is over for now. You need to have a good meal and sleep. When I leave, nurse is going to bring you in some nice hot supper and I want you to eat all of it. When you have finished I want you to lie down and try to sleep. Nurse will check on you every so often and if you can’t sleep then she will fetch something to help, but I am hoping that you don’t need it. It will be better for you if you don’t but I’m leaving it to you, it will be your choice. I will be back when I can, but I need you to be brave now, and do what I ask on your own, because I need to go see to Len.” As he spoke he wiped her eyes with his handkerchief and hugged her again. Con was looking decidedly more cheerful and nodded her assent. “My good, brave girl!” he said, and left the room looking decidedly more confident than he felt. He acknowledged the nurse carrying Con’s supper as he passed her in the corridor and all too soon arrived outside the room of his eldest girl. Jack knew that this would be much harder to deal with and was preparing himself to have to call in outside help.
He steeled himself inwardly and walked through the door.
“Oh papa!” exclaimed Con, sitting bolt upright as Jack entered the room. “Oh papa, I have so wanted you, it was so horrible. I can’t stop thinking about it.” Jack strode quickly across the room, sat on the bed and enveloped his daughter in a bear hug. “Tell papa all about it Connie, and hopefully you shall be able to sleep” he murmured to her, in the comforting voice that he often used both as a father and as a doctor, it at once comforted Con and filled her with strength and she poured out the whole story – how she had watched Len, how she had become increasingly worried and how she had seen Len run away from the school and known deep inside what she was going to do. As she told the story Con had threatened to break down in tears, but she managed to avoid it until she finished telling all she knew. Then she began to cry uncontrollably. Still Jack held her tight and waited until the storm of tears lessened before he loosened his grip on her somewhat and began to talk to her in his low, calm, pleasant voice.
“You did so well Connie, you did so very well. You saved your sister and were there for her when she needed you most. I am so proud to call you my daughter. Now I want you to stop worrying, your part in this is over for now. You need to have a good meal and sleep. When I leave, nurse is going to bring you in some nice hot supper and I want you to eat all of it. When you have finished I want you to lie down and try to sleep. Nurse will check on you every so often and if you can’t sleep then she will fetch something to help, but I am hoping that you don’t need it. It will be better for you if you don’t but I’m leaving it to you, it will be your choice. I will be back when I can, but I need you to be brave now, and do what I ask on your own, because I need to go see to Len.” As he spoke he wiped her eyes with his handkerchief and hugged her again. Con was looking decidedly more cheerful and nodded her assent. “My good, brave girl!” he said, and left the room looking decidedly more confident than he felt. He acknowledged the nurse carrying Con’s supper as he passed her in the corridor and all too soon arrived outside the room of his eldest girl. Jack knew that this would be much harder to deal with and was preparing himself to have to call in outside help.
He steeled himself inwardly and walked through the door.
