Some part of Allison half expects for the door to open and a familiar face to come in. Maybe Luther, or Diego, or even Vanya. There are no expectations of their father to make an appearance, but some part of her is still half expecting him to drop in if not for the mere chance of lecturing Klaus while he's down.
No one comes, though. The nurses stop by every once in a while to check his vitals, and a doctor drops off brochures of rehab places for him to check out, but Allison just tucks them into her purse. Not because she's not already thinking about those things, but because she doesn't want her brother to stay in the city anymore. Now that she's settled and established in Los Angeles, she wants to bring him with her and she spends most of the time that Klaus is sleeping making plans. She already knows which room to give him in the house, one that would give him a private bathroom with a soaking tub, and a balcony. Would Klaus agree to go with her? She's not sure, but she's ready to do whatever she can to convince him.
Her eyes are staring at the monitors, watching the steady beat of his heart when his groan brings her back to reality. She doesn't say anything at first, letting him fully wake up...but it's also because seeing him like this is so much harder than she could have ever expected.
She doesn't look away, though. And, more importantly, she doesn't let it show on her features. If anything, she just gives his hand a gentle squeeze before she scoots closer to him.
"Nope, neither one of those. I wanted to come see you." She smiles slightly, but the concern in her eyes betray whatever casualness she tries to hold onto. "You're hard to find, you know."
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No one comes, though. The nurses stop by every once in a while to check his vitals, and a doctor drops off brochures of rehab places for him to check out, but Allison just tucks them into her purse. Not because she's not already thinking about those things, but because she doesn't want her brother to stay in the city anymore. Now that she's settled and established in Los Angeles, she wants to bring him with her and she spends most of the time that Klaus is sleeping making plans. She already knows which room to give him in the house, one that would give him a private bathroom with a soaking tub, and a balcony. Would Klaus agree to go with her? She's not sure, but she's ready to do whatever she can to convince him.
Her eyes are staring at the monitors, watching the steady beat of his heart when his groan brings her back to reality. She doesn't say anything at first, letting him fully wake up...but it's also because seeing him like this is so much harder than she could have ever expected.
She doesn't look away, though. And, more importantly, she doesn't let it show on her features. If anything, she just gives his hand a gentle squeeze before she scoots closer to him.
"Nope, neither one of those. I wanted to come see you." She smiles slightly, but the concern in her eyes betray whatever casualness she tries to hold onto. "You're hard to find, you know."