Copter's POV

"You got a weird friend there," Kannika commented with a laugh.

"I don't know what got into him,"  I said.

"Well, I can't stay too long either," she laughed again.  "I have to do some marketing.  My refrigerator is empty."

"Okay,"  I said, "thanks for everything.  I'll make it up to you when I'm up and running again."

"Don't worry about it," she said with a wave of her hand and left.

I sighed and wondered when P'Kim was ever gonna come to see me.  Have I developed magic powers since my surgery?  As if by some unknown power that I suddenly possessed, P'Kim came bursting through the door, carrying a bag of fruits.  Wait, that was the same bag of fruits that Bas was just carrying earlier.

"Hi, P'Kim," I said in wide eyed surprise, " wasn't that the same bag of fruits that Bas was carrying earli...shmmmmmm"

My slightly open mouth felt his tongue entering me.  He was kissing me like we would never see each other ever again.

"Ahemmm!" Shit! A nurse had entered the room.  I did hear a faint knocking earlier but I was enjoying P'Kim's kisses too much for the knocking to fully register in my brain.

P'Kim and I broke apart.  I covered  my cheeks because I knew that I was blushing a deep red.

The nurse handed me a paper cup with three different medications in it and a tumbler of water.  Doctor's orders she said.  I took them obediently and handed the empty paper cup and tumbler back to her.  No sooner had she turned her back than P'Kim swooped on me again.

"You are not allowed to engage in any strenuous activities for a week following your surgery.  Doctor's orders,"  she said sternly from the door.

I saw the frustrated expression on P'Kim's face and I couldn't help but giggle.

"What took you so long to come see me?"  I asked plaintively.

"Your mom is to blame," he said.

"What? why?"  I asked in surprise.

"Long story.  Here goes.  I came as soon as  your mom told me that you were in the operating room in this hospital.  I got the news right before the start of the shoot.  I asked, no, I told the manager that you were in the hospital and that I couldn't go on with the shoot.  I rushed over here and your mom met me at the lobby and brought me to the waiting room where she introduced me to your childhood sweetheart.  No, don't interrupt me, Copter.  I felt like the whole world collapsed around me.  Shut up, let me finish my story.  I wanted to leave but at the same time I wanted to know that the surgery was successful and that you were on the sure road to recovery.  So I waited it out with your mom and your childhood sweetheart.  I said, shut up!  Then after an eternity of waiting a nurse came and guided us to your room.  I made a huge effort not to let my tears flow when I saw you.  I went to you and held your hand and assured you that everything was going to be alright even though I knew that you could not hear me."

This time, he paused and allowed me to interrupt his story.

"I knew it!  I did feel you squeeze my hand and I did hear you whispering to me that everything was going to be alright but I was in a half unconscious, half awake state," I said.

Then, he continued, "I immediately left after that because I knew you were under the capable hands of your childhood sweetheart."

I just sighed because I knew that his tone brooked no interruptions.  I waited for him to finish his story.

"I asked Bas the next morning to bring you this bag of fruits and this get well card because I felt too miserable to bring it to you myself.  I drove him here and waited in my car in the hospital parking lot.  I was surprised when I saw him return in less than five minutes.  The moment he got in my car he started hitting my head with a rolled newspaper.  I don't even know where he got it from, maybe there was a newspaper stand in the hospital lobby.  After he was satisfied with beating me up, he told me the real deal about your supposed 'childhood sweetheart' so I ran over here with the speed of a bullet train."

"You shouldn't have jumped to conclu...shmmmmm" his lips were on me again.  I was just beginning to enjoy it when...

"Ahemmmm!"  That dragon of a nurse was back in the room, this time with an alcohol swab and a syringe with the biggest looking needle attached to its end.