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By ValentinesStuff · Posted
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By Baby Jemma · Posted
Glad you're feeling better, first and foremost~ I'm not certain what the problem was (I try not to pry much.), but I'm glad you're feeling better; that takes priority over any review. And yeah, they're both keeping things from each other, and while her boss is horrible and abusive (and Megan is a million times worse), Axel's boss ranks just below Megan in terms of pure sadism, and the reason there is "The Bottom One" is the stuff of nightmares and the reason why the Dome even exists. And...well, defending Clover is going to depend on what the boss asks him to do. I'm not going to spoil more, but it's not nearly as simple as defending Clover or getting in trouble. The procession, vows and stuff are in the upcoming chapter, as well as a bit of the party. It'll be there on Tuesday. Also, I just finished a chapter each of Ride of the Valkyries - which you probably would not like if you're not into full age regression and genderbending, which is perfectly okay, by the way! - and Patient Zero, both of which will be posted Friday. I'll try to have a further backlog of Semper Fi (and the Hellaverse fics for Terran! I know, I know, I need to get on them as well...) today because tomorrow, I'm doing the last session of my tattoo, which will take a lot, if not all, of the day. So, yes, thank you for the review, Guilend, and if there's anything you wish to speculate, feel free! I cannot confirm or deny, obviously, but I love the theories~ -
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By Little Dino · Posted
Chapter 24: Hospital “Bad man wan hurt Jimmy.” Silence filled the room at Joy’s strangled cries, and Mei sat on her bedside and took her hand once again. “You’re ok, baby. That badman is gone. He can’t hurt you anymore. I’ll make sure he doesn’t hurt Jimmy either. So please close those pretty little eyes for Mommy and go to sleepies.” Joy closed her eyes and relaxed, knowing her Mommy was right there and she was safe. Soon enough, she had fallen back asleep with her thumb now in her mouth. The nurses and doctors looked on with concern. The initial response they had expected, but not the child-like personality that woke up in the hospital bed. They were immediately concerned that there had been more extensive damage to Joy’s brain than they had initially seen. They immediately began inspecting their notes and the previous imaging, looking for what they had missed. With a sigh, Mei knew what she had to do. This was better than subjecting Joy to needless procedures and tests. “I can’t say for certain that she didn’t suffer brain damage, but what you just saw was likely her trauma response. She is what is called an Age Regressor, where she retreats to a happier time in her life when she felt safe. When she is in this headspace, I take care of her and act as her Mommy. So, I ask that you please wait for her to wake up again before assuming she has brain damage.” The doctors and nurses stopped looking through notes and charts and decided to take a wait-and-see approach based on the new information. With a little bit of coaxing from Mei, the doctor agreed to allow them to stay in the room with her overnight. Mei had told them there was a chance she could wake up little again and would need her Mommy if that happened. A trundle bed was brought into the room as they went downstairs to the cafeteria for dinner. The morphine drip IV line ensured that Joy slept through the night peacefully. It was a restless night for Jimmy and Mei, trying to share a trundle bed. Jimmy tossed and turned all night as Joy’s battered and bruised form haunted his dreams. Joy’s proclamation that the person who had attacked her had been after him swirled in his mind. He woke before Mei, feeling like he had barely slept. The sheer exhaustion he felt, coupled with the worry for Joy, kept him in headspace that morning. He soon became restless lying in Mei’s arms and wanted to get up and move. He started to squirm his way from under her arm and out of the bed. He was fascinated by all the blinking lights and sounds coming from the devices in the room. His diaper was very heavy, so he had to waddle as he made his way towards the blinking lights. He studied it for a moment before reaching his hand to touch the blinky machine. “JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING, YOUNG MAN?” Jimmy cringed in fear as a loud voice boomed behind him. He turned around and saw a nurse in green scrubs, hands on her hips, her face severe. The wrinkles on her face seemed to accentuate her angry face, her gray hair the perfect analogy to her stormy demeanor. She continued to stare at Jimmy, obviously waiting for an answer. Jimmy was startled by the mean lady yelling at him and burst into tears. He only wanted to touch the blinky light! The nurse’s shout had woken Mei, who rushed over to Jimmy and picked him up. She replaced the pacifier that had fallen out of his mouth while sleeping and rocked him back and forth in her arms. Once he started to calm down, she turned to the nurse, staring daggers in her direction. “Just what do you think you’re doing, yelling at my baby?” The old nurse was not impressed or moved by the crying Little or Mei’s dagger eyes. She had been a nurse too long and had seen too much shit over the years to be moved by this. “Your ‘baby’, as you call him, was trying to mess with one of the machines currently helping keep your friend in the bed there, alive. I don’t care what kind of weird sexual roleplaying you two are into, but I will not allow it to interfere with the well-being of my patients.” Mei had to take a moment to collect herself. Continuing to speak to the nurse aggressively would not benefit anyone. She decided the best course of action was not scorn, but education. “We are not participating in ‘sexual roleplay’ as you called it. The baby in my arms may have the body of an adult, but currently, he has the mind of a toddler. Jimmy uses what’s called Age Regression as a coping mechanism to deal with trauma and extreme stress. It is a recognized coping strategy recognized in the DSM-5. He’s not pretending to be a baby. For all intents and purposes, he is one right now.” The nurse lowered her tone at Mei’s calm tone. She didn’t look completely convinced, but her face did soften a bit. “I will apologize for shouting earlier. I reacted harshly when I saw what looked like someone attempting to sabotage hospital devices. At my age, I’m sure you are assuming that I would be stubborn. In this new age of information technology, I’m learning new things all the time. I am not above educating myself. So, I propose a compromise. I will look up Age Regression and educate myself, if you would please keep your baby from fiddling with any machines.” Mei seemed relieved that the tense situation she had awoken to seemed to be softening. She did feel slightly guilty for not having woken when Jimmy got out of bed, but that didn’t mean she was going to let someone yell at her baby. “You have my word that he will not touch any of the equipment. I apologize for not waking when he left the bed.” Mei turned Jimmy to face the nurse and spoke softly in his ear. “What do you say, baby? Can you say sorry to the lady?” Jimmy tried to hide in his Mommy’s neck, but she kept using her finger to raise his chin. Knowing he wasn’t getting out of this, he looked up at the nurse. “Me Sowwy” The words were garbled as he mumbled through his pacifier, but they were still understandable. His duty fulfilled, Jimmy immediately buried his face back in his Mommy’s neck. Mei patted him on the back to comfort him and thank him for doing as he was told. Apology now made, and situation resolved, Mei stepped aside to allow the nurse to complete the tasks she had come in for. The nurse opened the tablet she had brought with her and began checking various machines, entering her findings into the tablet. Once she had put in her readings, she checked the IV. Seeing that the morphine drip was running low, she left the room to procure another bag. Returning a few minutes later, she switched out the bags and verified that the drip was working again. Satisfied, she left the room. Once they were alone again, Mei set Jimmy in her lap as she sat in the recliner. They just snuggled together for a moment before Mei decided it was time for a diaper check. In all of the confusion of waking and the confrontation with the nurse, she had forgotten to check. Slipping her finger into the leg gatherers of Jimmy’s diaper, she could tell he was very wet. “Uh oh, looks like someone has a wet bum. Now, how did that happen? Do you know, baby?” Jimmy giggled at his Mommy being silly again. He pointed at Mei, and she brought her hand to her chest in feigned shock. “Me? How could my own baby betray me and blame me for the soggy diaper on his bum? Oh woe is me!” Mei pretended to faint in shock at the accusation. Jimmy giggled again at her theatrics and began to shake her shoulder. “Mommy, wake! It me, Jimmy go pee pee in diapee, not Mommy!” Mei quickly opened her eyes and began attacking Jimmy’s sides with her fingers. Earning raucous laughter from the little boy. “Oh, so it was you, huh? Well, I just think the tickle monster is going to pay a visit to Jimmy for accusing his Mommy!” She continued tickling him for a few more minutes until a loud, muffled fart erupted from his diaper. Mei stopped her tickling, but the farts continued, becoming more insistent each time. She stood Jimmy on his feet, preferring not to have him do that while sitting on her lap. Right as he was put on his feet, Jimmy bent his knees and grunted. One more muffled fart erupted from the diaper before the clear sound of Jimmy filling his diaper could be heard. Mei watched him straighten his knees as he finished, and saw his diaper sag low. She quietly led him to the room’s bathroom and removed the changing mat from her bag. She unfolded it in one swift motion and laid it on the tiled floor. She gently guided Jimmy onto the mat and went about preparing her supplies. She wiped him down thoroughly and made sure to protect his skin with powder and baby oil. Once she had firmly secured a dry diaper around his butt, she helped him stand and cleaned up after herself. As the pair reemerged from the bathroom, they were excited to see that Joy was sitting up in her bed, eyes wide open. Jimmy immediately let go of Mei’s hand and ran over to the bed. He quickly climbed into the bed and gave Joy a big hug. Mei followed close behind and hugged her as well. Joy happily received Jimmy’s hug and began to pat his head, running her hand through his hair. “Hi, Jimmy. It’s good to see you, too. Please, not so tight, my ribs still really hurt.” Mei smiled at the exchange between them. They were so cute together. She waited for Jimmy to release his hug before speaking to Joy. “So glad to see you awake, Joy. A few things have happened while you were out, if you’re ready to hear them.” Joy’s expression became troubled. What could have happened? She still had all ten fingers and toes, all of her limbs were intact, so what could it be? “I guess I’ll find out eventually, so might as well get it over with.” “Ok, so a couple of things. Since you were brought in with a very messy diaper, they have now noted in your medical records that you’re incontinent. They said the bruising to your bladder could have caused temporary incontinence anyway, so it could be worse. Now, for the slightly more embarrassing situation. When you woke last night, you woke up in little space and called me Mommy in front of all the doctors and nurses. I had to convince them that it didn’t mean you had brain damage.” Joy visibly cringed at the last part of Mei’s report. She couldn’t believe she had done that. She supposed that if she died from embarrassment, she was in the right place to get revived. She just placed her head in her hands and tried to hide from the world. If it had been a cartoon, you would have seen steam coming off her very red face. As Joy was commiserating over her death from cringe, the doctor entered. “Ah, Ms. Watkins. So good to see you awake and talking. How are you feeling? Any acute or stabbing pains? How’s your head? Do you remember what happened?” Joy tried and failed to rid her face of embarrassment as she looked at the doctor. If the doctor noticed her discomfort, he didn’t remark on it. “I feel ok for now, Doctor, the morphine is doing its job. As far as I can tell, my mind is all there, despite how I acted last night. I unfortunately do recall most of the attack, and I’ll do my best to recount everything to the detectives I assume are standing outside.” The doctor made a few quick notes before examining Joy up close. He checked her pupil response, her bruising, and felt along the fractured ribs. After his examination was complete, he made a few more notes and walked to the door. As he opened the door, he looked back at the room’s occupants. “Everything seems to be alright for now, but we’re going to keep a close eye on you until we’re satisfied that no new issues will arise. I would estimate that, based on the severity of your injuries, it will likely be two to three days before you can go home. Take care, Ms. Watkins.” “She’s all yours, Detectives, but please be mindful that she is still healing and will not have the energy for a long questioning session.” The conversation between the detectives and the doctor became garbled as the door closed, but it went quiet soon enough. There was a light knock on the door. “Ms Watkins, I’m Detective Montoya, Cincinnati Police Department. I’m here with my partner, Detective Bollock. If you’re up for it, may we come in and ask you a few questions about the attack?” Joy did her best to straighten herself in bed before responding. “Please come in, detectives. I’ll do what I can to accurately recall the events that happened to me. Where should we start?”
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