A rag doll falling (Mi's side)

A rag doll falling

Emmet worked silently and quickly trying to usher every one away from the crowd of nurses who had succumbed to standing around with there mouths open like they had just witnessed someone walk on water. It could be seen that Emmet him self was also shocked at the relative calmness of Arabella but I could feel her becoming stiffer by the second her body shaking and her breaths short and jagged however she wasn’t screaming yet so I was taking it that, that in it’s self was a good thing.

Eventually after a stand off with Jacob about weather what he was doing letting me be involved was professional or not he had managed to get the numbers down so it was just himself, Esmee, Arabella and myself gathered in the corridor.

“There are two left here now” I whispered gently to Arabella hoping the news might calm her down slightly. “They are called Emmet and Esmee and I’m Mi OK, I don’t work here like they do, I’m a patient like you.”

“How are you holding up Arabella?” Emmet asked crouching down next to me which made Arabella jump and scramble backwards away from him coiling her self into a position that looked like she could be ready to pounce if she felt she was being cornered again her harsh and questioning gauze looked onto Emmet. At that moment she almost looked animal like determined and strong and for a split second I felt deep panic inside of me making me what to retreat however I breathed threw it and stayed put. I was surrounded by the pest two protectors I could have and I new they would never let any one hurt me even if they where under the impression that I would somehow be able to hurt them. My stomach clenched at the memory and I had to take some more deep breaths to push away the sudden onset of nausea.

“Are you OK?” I heard Emmet whisper very gently from beside of me as he glances at me out the corner of his eye.

I nodded unable to open my mouth for the fear I may actually puke.

“Arabella it’s OK, I’m not going to hurt you.” Emmet whispered very gently edging him self a tiny bit more forward making her curl up more, “Arabella?”

Her reaction was perfect and faultless as she leapt from her position towards Emmet stopping just before she bulldozed into him to catch the side of the wall where she rebounded and crashed towards the unguarded stair case with the speed and force of a missile.

“Emmet and Esmee where fast as well jumping into action as they saw the scenario play in front of them the way I had leaping towards her in a blur of well coordinated gymnastics and less coordinated swearing to try and take her down to the floor but Arabella was faster still and all I could do was look on in horror as she crashed and rolled down the flight of stairs like a rag doll.