Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55

 

Gotta Catch The Pretty Ones

© 2011-2014 by Mr. David R. Dorrycott

 

Chapter Twenty-Nine





Sara woke again, finding a nurse and Doctor standing by her bed talking with each other. They were a different pair but that didn’t matter as to their right stood the only person important to her. “Hello Penny, could I have some water please” the redhead asked.


With a look to the Doctor who nodded his head yes Penny carefully picked up a glass of water, easing its glass straw between Sara’s lips. She watched in worried silence as her wife drank. It was the pain drugs Penny had been warned, they would make her wife very thirsty as well as constipated. When Sara was done Penny returned the glass to its place.


“I hear you’ve been playing handball with explosive Pokeball’s” Penny whispered. Another warning had been that Sara’s hearing would be sensitive for a while yet.


“I didn’t explode it was molten” Sara corrected gently. “I really lost my hand?”


“All the way up to the wrist, maybe a bit more” Penny agreed. She herself had been horrified by the injury, but her exhaustion hadn’t let her react much yet and she still hadn’t slept. “Looks like no more playing the flute for you. I guess I’ll have to find someone else to accompany me on the bagpipes.”


“I never could play the flute” Sara admitted, not even laughing. “And you hate the bagpipes. Honey, it looks like we depend on your income as a Librarian now, if you can find a job. I can’t work on Pokeball’s with just one hand” Sara explained.


With Penny there it was easier to accept her loss. With Penny beside her it was possible to accept anything.


“Your going to have my hands too” Penny promised. “We didn’t get those apprentice papers turned in just for fun you know.”


Automatically Sara tried to lift her right arm to brush Penny’s cheek with non-existent fingers. When she realized this she started to cry. Penny simply leaned over the bed and carefully held her close until both women fell asleep in each others arms.