Search and Seizure pt 6
A/N: By popular demand, here’s part 6! Thank you to everyone who helps me to continue. Sometimes I just get too insecure to keep going, but you guys are great! There is a scavenger hunt item in here, so lemme know when you find it!
The doctor had returned with your results. Apparently you had a pretty bad virus and it threw your electrolytes off balance along with you entire immune system. Your blood work was all over the map and you were also incredibly dehydrated. Combine that with not being able to take your meds and the reason for your lengthy seizure became crystal clear.
You were resting while Brendon sat beside you when Emma entered the room.
“Hey,” she waved quietly.
“Hi!” you replied warmly, along with Brendon. Damn. You are a sucker for a woman in uniform.
“I just finished my shift so I wanted to check on my favorite patient real quick,” she smiled. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m okay,” you said, “Just really tired.”
“I bet,” she nodded.
“Thank you so much, Emma,” Brendon said sincerely.
“Of course!” She replied easily, “It’s just my job.”
“And you’re really fucking good at it,” Brendon thanked her.
“Thanks,” Emma blushed. She is such a fangirl. Her heart always flutters when Brendon talks to her. She diverted the conversation away from herself, “I assume you guys are trapped here for the night, huh?”
“Yeah, probably until tomorrow even,” you sigh.
“The fans will understand,” Brendon said.
“What?” you looked to him, “You’re still doing the show.”
“I’m not leaving you to do a show,” He laughed. You become a bit irritated.
“Oh my god Brendon,” you complained, “I’m in the safest place possible. I think I can go a couple hours without you!”
“Can you?” Brendon shot back.
“You are letting thousands of people down!” You said, your voices rising.
Emma was suddenly uncomfortable, wishing she could fade into the background.
“The only person I care about is you!” He replied.
“Stop being so dramatic!” you rolled your eyes.
“What?” He questioned, “I’m just supposed to leave you here all alone?!”
“Um,” Emma quietly stepped forward. You both looked at her. “I’m sorry, um… I just, I have tomorrow off, so…” She cut herself off, maybe thinking she was being too presumptuous. “I mean, I’m not you Brendon!” she quickly corrected herself, embarrassment painting her cheeks, “but I can always…”
“SEE?!” You interrupt, “I can stay with Emma! We’ll be fine!”
Brendon narrows his eyes. He knows you’re not about to back down.
“We can call Zack if we need anything and keep you updated with lots of selfies,” You further convinced him, “It will be like you’re still here! Oh, we could even facetime! This is perfect.”
Emma’s smirk was unmistakable. Brendon looked at her and back to you. He sighs.
“Emma, can I talk to you outside, please?” Brendon says. Emma agrees and follows him out.
Oh shit, what if he’s going to scold her for offering something he wouldn’t do? Does he feel like Emma overstepped a boundary? Emma’s heart pounded. You watched their interaction through a crack in the blinds.
“Alright, you’re SURE about this?” Brendon confirms.
“Yes,” Emma replies seriously, “If she remains stable for the rest of the day, there is absolutely no reason that you couldn’t step out for a few hours. The main reason she is still in the hospital is just to finish the medication she’s on.”
“And you…” Brendon pauses, an emotional and somber voice poking through, “You got her?”
“Brendon, I know that your entire world is sitting in that bed in there,” Emma replied confidently, “And I got her.”
All you could make out from the bed was them nodding. It didn’t look like Emma was crying or anything, so that was a good sign, right? They break from their conversation and reenter the room.
“As long as you’re feeling okay,” Brendon prefaced, “I’ll go and Emma can stay with you.”
Tonight you are victorious and you smile triumphantly.
Brendon lets you bask in the glory of it, feeling only slightly annoyed.
“I feel like a little kid having a sleepover or something,” You laugh.
“Hospital slumber party?” Emma offered with a questioning look.
“It’s not necessarily ideal,” you joke, “But it’s close enough.”
“Here, can you take my number?” You hand over your phone. You know it’s buried somewhere in Zack’s phone, but this was easier.
“Yeah, I’d rather not have to call 911 to reach you,” Brendon laughed.
“Yes, this is definitely a more direct line,” she giggled.
“Perfect,” Brendon said as you sent her contact to him.
“Alright, you get some rest,” Emma tells you and then addresses you and Brendon, “And I’ll be back over later tonight, okay?”
“Awesome,” Brendon replied, “Text me.”
You reached out for a hug as Emma said goodbye, as did Brendon. Her heart nearly imploded. Brendon Urie just hugged her. And he has her number. And he told her to ‘Text him’. Fangirl status achieved: Level Up. You both watched as she walked out, completely red and stiff with shock.
“Bren,” you chuckle, “I think you broke her.”
“She better get used to it,” Brendon replied with a smile
You slept through most of the day and it felt wonderful. The boys came to visit and brought the essentials for you and Brendon, plus a few snacks. Brendon updated them on the plan for the night, being sure to include his disapproval.
“Hey,” Zack reassured him, “If I could choose anyone, It’d be Emma.”
They had to go to sound check before the show and Brendon texted Emma when she should head over. Once she arrived, Brendon was like a parent leaving their child with a babysitter for the first time. He went over detail after detail, things both you and Emma already knew.
He asked if you were feeling okay and you were sure that he should go. You let him get all the anxiety out of his system, then stop him.
“Baby,” You take his hand to slow him down. You wait for his eye contact to steady on you. “I’m okay,” you nodded, “I know I scared the shit out of you last night. You have every right to be worried. But I am fine now. I want you to go and put on an amazing show. Emma and I will contact you with updates all the time, so you can see what an amazing slumber party we’re having.” You smile and he looks at you and nibbles on his cheek. “You are an incredible husband, Brendon. This is the right thing to do. I wouldn’t let you go if this wasn’t exactly what I wanted, okay?”
“Okay,” He replied. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Bren,” You said gently. Your demeanor shifted to something more devious and you began to whisper so no one else could hear. “And don’t forget what I told you the last time you didn’t want to perform… A whole month without your favorite thing.” You looked at him and raised your eyebrows.
“Goddamn, Y/n,” He replied with a strained sigh.
“Now go get out there and kick some ass!” you encouraged him.
He gave you one last kiss and Zack nearly had to drag him out of the room.
Once they all had left, Emma plopped down in the seat next to your bed.
“Alright,” Emma started, “I’m down for tv, movies, card games, talking, food, naps… Whatever you want.”
“Ugh yes,” You said gratefully, “All of the above.”
“Oh, I almost forgot,” She said as she dug through her bag, “I got you a card!”
“Aw thanks!” You said, taking it and starting to rip the envelope.
You pull out the card. It is perhaps the greatest thing ever to grace your eyes.
“HOLY SHIT,” You exclaimed, “OH MY GOD I’M DYING…” You start laughing hysterically, so hard it hurts. Emma finds it hilarious and can’t stop laughing either. You can’t even speak in complete sentences. “THIS IS TOO GOOD, I CAN’T… HOW DID YOU EVEN… ”
You laugh until you cry. You try to gather yourself, but each time you both just devolve back into giggles. Finally you get it together.
“Oh my god, I love this so much, Emma!” looking down at it again and back up to her, “This is just fantastic. Thank you so much!” You give her a big hug.
“I thought you might like it!” She smiled.
“Let’s send a picture to Brendon!” You suggest. You both pose for a selfie and hold up the card. “Oh my god, I have to send this Patrick too,” You giggled.
“I hope Brendon likes the dark humor as much as you do,” She chuckles, “I don’t want to get on his bad side.”
“Nah, you’re awesome!” you reassure her. “He loves you!”
Emma’s face flooded with suppressed excitement. You giggle to yourself.
“Really?” She whispers, even though she knows you’re being serious. You smile, entertained by her enthusiasm.
“Yeah really,” you reply, “You also saved my life, so I think that’s some automatic brownie points too.”
You glanced down at your phone.
“Oh! They replied,” you announced, “Patrick said:”
Wtf that’s amazing?! I’m disappointed in myself for not coming up with that.
“And Brendon said:”
YES. I’m simultaneously horrified and incredibly entertained.
“Ugh god!” Emma sighed happily, “How did you ever get used to him?! Weren’t you kind of starstruck?”
“The more time you spend with him, the more you realize he’s a human,” You explain, “You take this sort of… idolization you have, and you make it personal. Seeing him as a person, not as a thing, or a concept.” You then get giggly and add, “I mean, he’s still pretty much a god among men but… He genuinely cares. That’s what makes me comfortable. That’s why I love him.”
Emma is just soaking in the adorableness.
“Does he have a brother?” Emma asked, joking. You laugh. “Damn, this is some real deal slumber party talk,” Emma notes, “Boys, crushes, gossip… It’s taking me back.”
“Yeah, but it smells like hospital instead of nail polish,” you giggle.
Once you both get talking, it goes on and on. Maybe the life or death situations have bonded you, or maybe you’re just alike. You just click together, like you’ve been friends all along.
You send Brendon incessant snap chats, as promised. He replies with funny faces and guest appearances from the boys.
You start to get your appetite back and eat a little. You feel a bit more energized now that the sedatives had worn off. Nurses popped in and out occasionally. Once it got later in the night, you were completely ready to knock out. Emma stayed up, making sure you were sleeping okay. She then allowed herself to drift off.
Brendon returned to the hospital as soon as the show was over. It was late, almost midnight. Your room was dark and quiet. You were fast asleep and he saw Emma passed out on the couch. He quietly made his way to your bed and slipped in next to you. You stir a bit but immediately recognize Brendon’s embrace and scent.
“Hi baby,” You murmur into his chest while adjusting your body against his.
“Hi,” he sang back, “Goodnight.”
“Night,” you whisper back, a light smile danced on your lips as you fell back to sleep in his arms.
A/N: Important question: I kinddddd of want Emma to get poly-y with Brendon and the reader. I know it kind of strays from the story line… But hey, epileptics have sex lives too! Is that too weird? Would it ruin the story? Lemme know in a comment or message. Anyway– try to find the scavenger hunt items in here! Like/Reblog if you’re feelin’ it!