Re: Never Alone. (Shiori)

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Eric raised his eyebrows and stepped back, throwing his hands into the air. "Alright, Alright. I didn't say I was going to help you." Shaking his head, he turned back to Mrs.Quinn, who was watching the ordeal with slightly amused eyes. As Eric raised an eyebrow, asking her what was up, she just shook her head. "A little young romance perks things right up."

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Leah chuckled at his reaction before clicking the lock on the other side of the door. As she disrobed from the rather scratchy hospital garb. Her mind lingered on all of things that’d happened, but it didn’t make her scared or sad anymore. She had Eric, Mike was in jail, and it was extremely unlikely that her family would gain custody of her ever again. The future looked bright. And once Leah had finished changing into the jeans and T-shirt (which happened to be a bit tight), she made sure she could walk well enough before unlocking the door and navigating her way into the main room. “Ready!” she said, beaming. Oh how ready she was to get out of that hospital…

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As Eric waited outside, he tapped his foot anxiously, standing in position, and ready to help her into the wheelchair. As the door opened, Eric raised an eyebrow, and decided it was time to tease her... He was in the mood for it.
"Looking mighty fine!" He exclaimed, letting out a low whistle.

(sss Going to eat pizza)

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[ nooooooooooooooooo DX at 10:30? xD ]

Leah squinted her eyes at him, seeing the mischief ready to surface in his eyes. When he made the comment, and the whistle, Leah felt her face flushing a bright pink, but she quickly backed it up and said, “If I was in the state to, I’d come over there and tackle you, Eric!” Instead, Leah just walked over to him and gave him a noogie. She laughed herself before letting go of his head and crossing her arms, looking rather pleased with herself, tossing the hospital ‘robe’ onto the edge of the bed.

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Eric throw his hands up in front of his face, as if to protect himself, as Leah strode towards him, before ruffling his hair, in a soft noogie. He shook his head and stepped back, mischeif twinkling deeply in his eyes and laughed as she crossed her arms over her chest, looking pleased with herself. "My my, and I thought the gown was flattering!" He provoked her father, before jumping back and shielding himself protectivly, cracking up.

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“Eric!” Leah snapped, though it was light-heartedly. She looked at Mrs. Quinn with an apologetic look on her face. If Eric was going to tease her, why shouldn’t she tease him? “What’re we going to do with him, Mrs. Q?” Leah asked, her eyes soft and looking as though she thought Eric was mentally insane.

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If one of Eric's few friends had been there, he would have been tackled in seconds, as everyone thought he deserved that after a round of his terrible teasing. He tripped over a chair leg, then fell back onto the bed, clutching his arms around his stomach, and heaving with laughs. Mrs.Quinn was regarding it all with a look of utter humor, and watched Leah and Eric with a lighthearted expression over her features. As soon as Leah asked her what to do, even she started to laugh.

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With everybody laughing, Leah couldn’t help but laugh as well. She went over to the bed and sat beside Eric, “You know, I really should’ve just sat on you.” She chuckled and hit his shoulder playfully. “I don’t know what to do with you!” Leah laughed, still unable to grasp the extent of Eric’s teasing. Would he ever give it a rest? Not that it bugged her, but she was curious now as to how long he could keep it up. Still laughing, Leah laid back on the bed and whispered into Eric’s ear, “You know, I think if you don’t shut up, I’m going to have to kiss you to make you shut up.”

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Eric saw Leah making her way over to him, before she sat down on the bed, smacking his shoulder. He pulled away, a quirky smirk drawn across his features, and as she leaned back, he shook his head, hearing what she said.
He leaned back, throwing up his hands behind his head, and sighed whistfully, letting a blissfull expression cross his face. "We all dream of beautiful girls kissing us," He started, his chest heaving with speels of laughter he was trying to contain.

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Leah laughed and threw her hands up into the air, “All right! I give up! You’re impossible!” Leah sat up and laughed, slipping off the bed, her laughing giving her a cramp. She walked over—a bit stiffly—to Mrs. Quinn and whispered in her ear, “I think we should just leave him here. I’m worried for his health.” She smiled brightly at Mrs. Quinn, obviously better at keeping her laughter in than Eric was.

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Mrs.Quinn nodded, casting a sorrowful glance at Eric, who was still laughing persistantly. In fact, at all of the noise, a few of the nurses had poked their head's in, and now gave humored smiles, before slipping away, back to work. Eric had finally collected himself, and sat up on the bed, clearing his throat noisilly, and looking down at the floor, an innocent expression on his face.

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Leah laughed, staring at Eric, then beckoning him over with a quick flick of her hand. “Come on, Eric. I want to get out of here.” She frowned. “Plus, I need a shower.” She shook her head and stared at Eric, “I think you need one more than me, though.”
Leah was joking, of course, seeing as at Mike’s little torture shed she’d been sprayed with the most foul-smelling water she’d ever smelled. But that was her fault. She hadn’t had to break the pipes in the sink… but she was glad, now, that she had, else she might’ve still been in that bathroom. Ignoring the thoughts, Leah smirked playfully at Eric. “Now get moving! Chop, chop!” Leah clapped her hands together loudly.

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"Down," Eric pointed to the wheel chair, before striding forward and behind her, loosly hooking his arms under hers and half carrying her to the chair. "Sit." He commanded playfully, and sat her down in it, moving behind the chair and placing his hands on the handles. Mrs.Quinn was right behind, and he started to push the wheelchair out.

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Leah stared at the wheelchair and crossed her arms, staring at Eric defiantly. “Eric, I don’t—” before Leah could even finish her sentence, Eric had managed to hook his hands under her arms and drag her lightly over to the wheelchair and sit her down in it. Leah crossed her legs indignantly, her arms folded over her chest. “I’m not disabled, Eric. I can walk.” Leah muttered, blowing a strand of her hair out of her face.

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"Docter's orders." Eric replied curtly, pursing his lips and continuing to walk. He was still in the mood for teasing her, and would definatly continue on when they got back to the ice cream parlor. Strolling down the hall, he continued acting stupid, if only to make Leah blush in embarasment. Quite loudly, he started to talk. "How was that instestine clense?" He tried to hold back laughter, and waved cheerfully at the people who stared at them.

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“Eric, you should know perfectly well that I don’t give a damn about what the doctor says! I didn’t get my legs amputated or anything.” Leah rolled her eyes, bogusly wondering if the doctor had some unspoken hatred against her. It was obvious she could walk and was willing, no matter how stiffly she walked. When Eric made the comment he did, and rather loud, so tons of people—nurses and patients alike—turned to look at them, Leah groaned loudly and buried her face in her hands, feeling her face heat up. “Eric, I’m going to kill you.” Leah said through gritted teeth.

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Eric patted Leah's back with pity. "I know, I know. I probably deserve it too, but hey, what can I say." He let his voice trail off, and smiled at the people who were watching him, before they turned away, some laughing, some scowling. They soon reached the doors, and Eric slapped the handicaped button, so the door swung open for him, and he pushed his way out, Mrs.Quinn following close behind.

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Leah turned her neck around to look at him, “And yet? You have this attitude.” Leah laughed slightly. “Eh, I knew I loved you for a reason.” Leah, feeling a tad bit better, shifted slightly in the wheelchair. She allowed herself to be wheeled out into the parking lot—which she really didn’t need—but she was contented enough now not to complain about having to be wheeled around. Suddenly, she piped up, “Maybe I should just make you my personal servant, and you can just wheel me around in this wheelchair for the rest of my life.” Leah smiled, not minding the idea all that much.

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"Wheel you around all your life, no thanks." Eric muttered, before Mrs.Quinn pointed out her small silver car. Reaching it, he quickly 'parked' the wheelchair, before Mrs.Quinn unlocked the doors, letting Eric open one for Leah. "I wont help you if you dont want it, but I seem to think that intestinal cleanses take a whole lot out of you."

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Leah chuckled as they reached the little silver car. She had opened her mouth to thank Eric for opening the door, when his next comment made her lock her jaw tightly. She couldn’t even think of what to say to him, though it was quite plain she wasn’t angry with him. Leah ushered herself into the car and shut the door behind her. He was insane. That’s all she could say. He was insane! The thought made her chuckle to herself, however. She was the most wonderful insane person she’d ever met.

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After folding the wheelchair and storing it away in the trunk, Eric moved to the other side of the car and opened the door, suprised that Leah hadn't locked it on him, seeing as he thought that was something she would have done to get back at him. Opening the door, he slipped into the seat, before sidling up to Leah and kissing her jaw slightly. "I love you."

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Leah watched him get into the other side of the car, and chuckled when his face plainly stated he was surprised that the door had actually opened. Element of surprise. Leah watched him as he came over closer to her, kissing her jaw. She rolled her eyes at him and crossed her arms, “I love you too, but you’re impossible.” She said, flashing him a quick smile before planting a kiss delicately on his lips.

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Eric laighed slightly, and gently kissed her back as she placed her lips over hers. He grimaced slightly, and felt the car jolt slightly as Mrs.Quinn prepared to move it out of the parking lot, backing the vehicle up, and turning the wheel. Soon, she drove forward and within a few moments, pulled out of the parking lot.

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Leah frowned and pulled back when the car jerked unexpectedly. “Old car, is it,” Leah murmured to Eric. However old the car was, though, she was glad that they were moving and getting ready to leave this hospital. As she watched it disappear from view, she commented leisurely, “I’m going to make sure I never have to go into one of those wretched places again.” Leah sounded very sure of herself as she gave a curt nod and turned back to the insides of the car where Mrs. Quinn and Eric were.

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Eric nodded slightly, taking Leah's hand in his as they sat in reletive silence. The sun peeked out of the layer of white fluffy clouds, and Eric let a small smile touch his lips. He turned to Leah, and smiled broadly, her hand in his. "You look beautiful." He said, leaning in and kissing her.

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