:Sick Leave

Aixela's Pov:

The next day, Officer Dy and I went home immediately. He didn't want to stay longer in the hospital. Officer Dy is on sick leave now. At first, he didn't want to, but good thing that their Inspector himself gave the order for him to rest first.

"I'll put it here first," Officer Yzerman said.

She is with us here at home. She said it was her day off, so she wanted to stay here for a while to take care of Officer Dy.

"I'll help you," she said to Officer Dy and helped him sit up.

"I can do it," Officer Dy replied and sat down, but Officer Yzerman still supported him.

"It's my first time here in your house, but there seems to be something missing?", She said.

"That's the couch," Officer Dy replied.

"Are you sleeping there?", She asked.

"She's the one sleeping there," he pointed at me.

"Ahh.. So, where's the couch?".

"It's being cleaned."

"Ow! But, how about Xela? Where will she sleep?".

I took a piece of paper and wrote. [I'm fine. I can sleep here on the floor or table.]

"Would you like to sleep in my house while the couch is still not available to use?"

I wrote again. [No thanks, it's alright. There's no one left here to watch over Officer Dy.]

"Yeah, right. Well, what if you guys stay in my house for a while?"

"No need, Officer Yzerman. Don'tworry about us. I'm fine here," Officer Dy answered.

"Okay, if that's what you want. Just relax there, and I'll cook a delicious meal. I read some articles. This has been verified for wound treating. I also brought some fruits. Do you want me to peel some?" She asked.

"No, it's ok. I'll just rest in my room first," He replied.

I was going to help him, but Officer Yzerman approached him first and took him to his room. I saw her arranging the pillows for him to lie down and put a blanket on him.

She went out and closed the door. Then she went straight to the kitchen.

[Is there something I can help with?] I asked from the letter.

"No, just rest first. I know you were also tired of watching him last night," She smiled.

I just nodded and smiled. I just took a shower first.

Minutes later, she also finished cooking. She also helped Officer Dy to walk through the table to eat.

"Mushroom?" He asked.

"Yes, why? What's the matter?".

Officer Dy looked at me. "You're allergic to it, aren't you?"

I wagged my hands. [It's okay. I'll just eat something else.] I showed my letter.

After eating, I washed the dishes. I overheard Officer Yzerman and Officer Dy talking.

"Don't force yourself first. Rest here first, and we'll take care of the precinct. There's also not much work, so don't worry," She patted Officer Dy's shoulder.

"Thank you, Officer Yzerman. I've given you too much trouble. You can leave me now," Officer Dy said.

"It's okay, Officer Dy. You're not a trouble for me. Besides, I want to take care of you."

"Don't worry about me. Aixela is here to watch over me."

Officer Yzerman turned to me, so I continued washing.

"Just enjoy your day off. I don't want you to waste your time with me," Officer Dy continued.

Officer Yzerman did nothing but agree with what Officer Dy said. Poor her, I can see that she really wants to be with Officer Dy. Why is Officer Dy so numb?

After she took Officer Dy to his room, Officer Yzerman also said goodbye to me.

"Thank you for watching over him. Take care of him first. Just let me know when he needs anything else," She instructed.

I nodded and told her to take care using sign language.

After I washed the dishes, I heard Officer Dy groaning, so I tried to check on him.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

"Yes, I am," He replied. But seconds later, he groaned again.

"What are you doing?" I asked and opened his door. I was stunned when I see him topless. "S-sorry," I said and immediately closed the door.

"A-are you changing your clothes?" I asked.

"U-yes," He replied.

"D-do you need s-some help?".

"No, I can manage." I was just listening from his doors when he screeched. "Ahhhh."

"I-I will go inside."

"No, no, it's alright.... Ya-aaahhh".

"I'll open the door, ok? One, two", I said and closed my eyes as I opened the door. "I'm not looking at you. Are you alright?".

He's not responding, so I opened my eyes and saw him lying on his bed while trying to wear his shirt.

I saw that one of his hands was already on the sleeve of his shirt.

"Can you get up?" I asked.

"Oum," he got up.

"I'm going to pull your hand?"

He looked at me and nodded slightly. He groaned as I gradually pulled his arm.

"Is it too painful?"

"Yeah --- Wait, wait slowly," he moaned.

"Sorry, sorry," I said. "Ok, here you go."

"Thanks, you can go now," he said. I was about to leave when he spoke again. "They said, some other patients under anesthesia are acting and saying weird stuff.....".

He cleared his throat. "How about me? Did I... do anything like that?".

"W-why? D-do you remember anything y-you say or do?" I stuttered.

"If I remember anything, I would not ask. I'm just asking because I don't remember anything," he explained.

"Maybe you don't remember anything because you didn't say or do anything wrong," I forced a smile. "Uhmm... I still have many things to do outside, so.. I'm going to leave now".

I closed his door and leaned on it. He doesn't remember telling me about his family? Maybe that's good too. He might just be confused if he remembers. Maybe he will also be surprised because he suddenly opened up to me, yet he's always annoyed with me.