Hawk's Fight with Buck

        (Alternative version of the fight scene from "Time of the Hawk")

by

Teresa Spanics

Chapter Eleven

Seeing the other healer come up beside the elder healer, Hawk turned his head back to Dr. Goodfellow only to see that the doctor was about to give him the tranquilizer handed to him by Nurse Jensen.  Weakly shaking his feathered head from side to side, Hawk moaned. "No! ... No medicine!  ... No!"

"It will be all right, my boy.  This is to calm you down," said Dr. Goodfellow as he swabbed Hawk's inner arm and injected him with the tranquilizer.

Dr. Goodfellow gently held Hawk's arm and tried to calm him down by saying repeatedly.  "There, there.  Calm down, my boy.  No harm will come to you.  You are safe.  Just relax.  You are safe."

Hawk's panting from his exertions began to ease as the tranquilizer took effect and he looked at the elder healer in the face with eyes filled with pain and exhaustion.  "Please, elder healer.  Let me go."

Dr. Goodfellow smiled gently at Hawk, telling him.  "It will be all right, my dear boy.  My name is Dr. Goodfellow.   This is Nurse Jensen."

"Hello," said Nurse Jensen who smiled reassuringly at Hawk, who blushed at the memory of seeing her seeing him undressed for surgery.

"I am told your name is Hawk, correct?" asked Dr. Goodfellow.  

"Yes, Dr. Goodfellow." Hawk replied and then, hoping that he can still talk Dr. Goodfellow into letting him go, said.  "Release me, I beg you."

As he put his other hand onto Hawk's shoulder, Dr. Goodfellow said apologetically to him.  "I can't release you, Hawk.  For you are still badly hurt and you need to let yourself heal.  Your injuries require time to mend.  When comparing your right knee's injury to your right side's injury, you were very luck that the rock did not puncture your right lung as it passed right between two of your ribs.  You also lost enough blood to require a transfusion of artificial blood, but rest assured your body will be able to replace the amount of blood you lost in a few months."

Then Dr. Goodfellow released his grasp on Hawk's arm and shoulder began his examination of Hawk to check for any bleeding from his right side and right knee.   Hawk cried out in extreme pain and grabbed onto the blanket with both fists when Dr. Goodfellow touched his injured right side.

"Oh, my.  I am sorry, my dear boy.  I'm so sorry," said Dr. Goodfellow apologetically to him as Hawk tried to hold back another cry of pain.

Dr. Goodfellow said Nurse Jensen.  "Get me two needles of the local anesthetic and one needle of the sedative that we can use on Hawk."

Hawk tried to talk Dr. Goodfellow out of injecting him with any medication.  "It ... it ... doesn't hurt ... that bad.  ... You ... you don't ..."

Once Nurse Jensen came up with the much needed medication and bandages, Dr. Goodfellow gently placed a hand on Hawk's feathered forehead and interrupted Hawk's denial of pain by saying.  "You are in a great deal of pain, my dear boy.  So don't try to deny it.   I will not have any patient of mine in any degree of pain no matter how much they say they do not hurt."

Dr. Goodfellow injected Hawk with one needle of the local anesthesia near the injury of the right side and then proceeded to gently remove the bloody bandages and check for any damage caused when Hawk tried to escape.  In the meantime, Hawk's gasps of pain began to subside as the anesthesia took effect.  It was obvious that the birdman began to feel relief from the searing pain in his side.

Finding no major damage, instead just slight leakage of blood, Dr. Goodfellow then rewrapped the right side with clean bandages handed to him by Nurse Jensen. He then went to the right knee and gently examined it for possible damage also caused in Hawk's escape attempt.

Hawk tried to suppress a strangled cry of pain when Dr. Goodfellow touches his injured right knee.  "It ... does not ... hurt ... that much."

Dr. Goodfellow was quickly handed the second needle of the local anesthetic by Nurse Jensen which he immediately injected into the injured knee before Hawk could protest again.  "Hawk," he said in a scolding tone.  "It does hurt."

As Hawk's painful gasps began to subside, Dr. Goodfellow once again gently removed bloody bandages to check for any damage.  Once again he found little blood leaking from the injury and rewrapped Hawk's right knee with more clean bandages.  After he carefully removed the hospital gown Hawk had taken, Dr. Goodfellow was then handed a blanket by Nurse Jensen and he gently covered Hawk up with it.  The doctor tenderly tucked the blanket around the birdman as though he was tucking a small child in his bed.

Hawk, drugged from the tranquilizer and anesthesia, was surprised at the reassuring manner in which the blanket was laid over him and looked at the re-bandaged side and knee that were under the blanket and groggily asked. "Why ... would ... a human doctor ... even care ... that ... I was in ... any pain ... from my injuries?"