Pacific Grimm

by Ross Grimm


Chapter Four: The Fourth One!

Another scream rang out in his ears, this one was not of his daughter. "Tw-twilight?!" He managed to say. He looked to his side and he was in the Jaeger and he watched her get torn from the head, his vision blurred and he seized on the ground, panic flooding his mind as he shot awake.

He screamed upon waking, various medical officers rushing into the room telling him to lie down, or chill, or something. He blocked all that out. His vision cleared and he scanned the room, searching for her. "Is she okay?!" He asked in a frenzied state. The officers eventually calmed him and ran a few tests. He really got a feel of the room after that. The white metal walls surrounding the small bed were cold to the touch. The entire room smell of lavender, He eventually came to the realization someone had left lavenders in the room, as though he were actually sick. "I'm fine... stupid flowers..." He picked up the note attached to it and read that it was from Twilight. "Never mind... Lovely flowers..." He smiled and scanned the room for anything to let him know what was actually wrong with him. Eventually finding a notepad with scribbling on them. "Damn doctor's writing..." He was not happy.

Hours of drilling boredom passed and Ross passed out about an hour after waking. Though he didn't stay asleep. He awoke again after he heard the door squeak open and he saw Twilight. "Twilight!" He got up and stood painfully to her. "Ross!" She ran to him and sat him down, scolding him following the doctor's orders. She didn't like the face he made during her speech, lightly tapping his shoulder. "Would you be serious for once?!" She lashed out at him. "I was up all night worrying about you! And you won't even be serious after nearly dying from blood loss?!" She began shouting at this point.

"Twilight..." He began and sighed, "i'm not serious because that's not me. I thought you of all people would get that." He sighed again and turned his head some, showing his eye under his long hair, scarred and torn. The iris having gone white. "I;m trying to stay positive. But I can't do it!" He began crying. "I'm staying positive so I don't feel the crippling reality crashing in around us!" He collapsed against her should in tears.

"Ross..." She looked at the back of his head and held him close, "I lo-" SHe was cut off by someone else walking in.

"Can he walk?" It was Marshall Celestia. She had a cold look on her face, she had no concern for him. All she cared about was having an army. "Jaeger's fixed. So I need you two back at base ASAP."

"Marshall." Twilight began to speak but was cut off again.

"ASAP." She spoke coldly.

"Yes ma'am." Ross spoke from his on Twilight's shoulder.