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The boy started to wake up. He mumbled something but collapsed short after. Nikolai couldn't just leave him there, so he carefully picked up the boy and went back to the car. Irina opened the door to the passenger seat so her husband could put the boy there. They closed all doors to the car and drove off. Jax twitched every now and then, but nothing more. He looked very, very relaxed. If it wasn't for his heavy and slow breathing you could almost think he was dead. Irina sat quiet with Jax in her arms as he now leaned his head on her chest with his hair covering his face.

OOC;; I found him!! I felt that I needed to do so.

It only took about ten minutes to get to the towns hospital, where also the rehab was. Nikolai parked close to the entrance and ran inside. Irina sat quietly in the back seat with her son that hadn't made a single sign to be awake. After a minute or two, Nikolai returned, followed by some nurses and two doctors. They took a quick look at the boy in the front seat and then at Jax. The sound of wheels against the ground was heard and soon after, the car door was opened and the blonde boy was put on a stretcher (is that the word..?) and was taken in to the hospital. In the meantime, Nikolai tried to explain things with his bad English. One of the doctors took a look at Jax. Irina held on to his hand, not wanting to let him go. But she still had to when the doctors came back with yet another stretcher. Both Irina and Nikolai hurried after the doctors as they went inside.

Jax didn't wake up as they moved him, nor did he wake up when they put a needle in his arm to take some blood from him. He was placed in a room, alone, with the nurses and a doctor. His parents had to wait outside. Anxious. The nurses started to clean him up from his own blood. One of them wrinkled her nose when she saw the bloody, open wounds on the boy's wrists. With a few stitches they closed the wounds and put bandages around. A male doctor came out from the room and looked at the Russian couple. They explained to him, as much as they could, what had happened and that their son was on some drug. The doctor wrote it all down and went back inside, leaving Irina and Nikolai alone again.

OOC;; Definitely not! D; They can have a kick in the butt!

Five minutes passes. Ten minutes passed. Twenty minutes passed before there was even a sound from the room. Jax started to cry. "Mama! Mama, where are you?!" he cried. Irina stood up, wanted to go inside. But she wasn't allowed. But he baby was crying and she wanted to be with him. Jax was crying, screaming and throwing up. The doctors held him down, trying to calm him down.

OOC;; I can see why!!

A nurse stepped out of the room and looked at Irina and Nikolai. "Your son is...in a quite bad condition" she started. Irina bit her lower lip and tried not to cry. Nikolai sat quiet and held an arm around his wife. "We've managed to calm him down, but he says his seeing things. You said he take drugs, do you know what kind of drugs he takes?" she then asked. Nikolai shook his head. "He doesn't live with us. We never talk about it if he doesn't bring it up himself, so we don't know" he said with his Russian accent. Before the nurse could say anything, Irina opened her mouth. "Can we go inside? Please.." The nurse excused herself for a moment and left, only to come back a minute later. She nodded and led the Russian couple in to the room. Jax was sleeping again. He look so peaceful, even though he had a tube(?) in his arm and was given oxygen through his nose. Irina walked up to her son. Her shoes made a clicking sound as she walked. Nikolai grabbed two chairs and put them by the bed. The woman grabbed Jax's hand and squeezed it. They both sat quiet for some time. "Sometimes I wonder when he'll die" she said quietly, trying not to cry.

OOC;; Guess I'll have to listen to that one!

A few times passed by and Jax kept on sleeping. His parents were down at the cafeteria and had some coffee. They were both silent. Irina stared at the coffee that had started to cool off. "I don't care what he says anymore" she said and quickly dried a few tears that slid down her face, "I want him to go to rehab. I don't want my baby to die." The tears that she just had dried returned and she hid her face in her hands. Nikolai pulled his wife closer. "But you know we can't. He's an adult now and has to make his own choices" he said gently and loving. He didn't want his one and only son to die either, but Jax had to make that choice himself.

Jax woke up alone in the white, sterile room. It was getting dark. The effects of the drugs had worn off by now. He looked around. Where was he? Wait... This was a hospital. Why was he here? He couldn't remember. Not sure if he wanted to remember.
Jax sat up and dangled his legs from the edge of the bed. He was wearing one of those ugly hospital clothings. He ripped the tubes off and put his feet on the cold floor. After looking around for a few seconds, he felt a nausea coming over him like a wave. When looking around, he had located a bathroom so he quickly ran there on shaky legs and threw up. He shivered. Disgusting.

Jax stood up again, cleaning his mouth from the extremely yucky taste. He looked at his reflection in the mirror; tired, blood shot eyes, blue bags under the eyes and pale skin. Just nice! It was just so attractive! Or not...

The door to the room opened. A gasp was heard. "Where's my baby?!" Jax turned around and walked back out to the room from the bathroom. "Mama...?" Jax said when he looked at the man and the woman. Irina turned her head towards the sound of her son. She almost ran to him and wrapped her arms around her, somewhat taller, son. "Jaxie, baby, sweetheart!" she said. Jax didn't know what to do at first, but then gently wrapped his arms around his Mother. He felt like a child again - small and vulnerable and the only thing that could protect him was his Mother.