(Sorry I've been gone, my computer broke and I probably won't be on again for a while)
Henry stared at her for a moment. "A transplant? And no one noticed?" He stood abruptly to start pacing around the room, rubbing his head thoughtfully. "Why did you need a kidney transplant?"
"I didn't." Babe said, shaking her head as she looked down at her lap. "A friend of mine…he needed an emergency transplant, but there were none free. So I-I offered."
Henry's eyes widened. "You gave someone your kidney?" And without her family noticing…. She was quite the girl of many talents.
"Wait. Wait wait wait." Rico said suddenly, his eyes managing to get wider. "Was it Grayson? Did you give your kidney to Grayson?"
Babe nodded once, fiddling with the sleeves of her over sized hockey hoodie.
(Wait who's Grayson?)
((That'd be her best friend back in New York. Her family has never really gotten to know him, and he just kinda looks like a scary, not-so-great guy))
(Oh thanks.)
(Do we have a stalker? Incoherent squeaks)
Henry's mouth hung open as he looked back and forth between the two. He was suddenly questioning his life decisions. He hadn't realized Babe was quite this… Hidden? Unpredictable? He shook his head suddenly, taking a step closer to the two siblings. "I'm almost proud of you, Babe, but just how… Nevermind, I mean why? Besides… And your family didn't notice?"
"He's my best friend." Babe said, shaking her head. "Of course I'd do it. He almost died. As for no one noticing…I guess I'm just good at hiding things."
"I'll say." Rico grumbled, tugging a hand through his hair. Apparently, that was a trait quite a few of the siblings shared.
Henry sat back down, nodding slowly. "Wow. But back to this, Babe, is anything still bleeding?"
"My nose, but I think it just needs reset." Babe said, crossing her eyes to look down at her nose despite the pain.
Henry raised an eyebrow. "Or to not get beaten up. Keep the pressure on it, once it stops bleeding it'll hopefully be alright." He turned back to Rico. "Does she know enough about basic first aid, and do you trust her to use what she knows?"
"She's spent enough time playing hockey to pick up a bit." Rico said, tugging his hand through his hair once more. "She took a first aid course during our freshman year, too."
"I'm sittin' right here." Babe grumbled. not waiting for them to finish talking before reaching up. She pressed her fingers to her nose, and with a sickening crack, reset it herself.
Henry stared at her in some kind of shock for a second before shaking himself away. "Well. Babe, I'm kind of past trusting you to take care of yourself. Coach doesn't like it when people can't keep themselves out of the kind of trouble that can leave scars. We had a couple seniors on the team last year who had some problems similar to yours. They didn't stick around."
"Hawk woulda done the same darn thing." Babe said, closing off visibly at what she perceived as a thinly veiled threat. She pressed her old shirt to the new rush of blood, eyes hardening as she looked up at Henry.
Henry took a deep breath and leaned against the wall. "That's true. Babe it's just.. you can't always solve your problems by beating people up. You could really get hurt." He wouldn't meet her eyes, fixing his own on the bottom of her bed.
"And what, those boys get t' get away with what they did t' my brother?" Babe's eyes sparked as she stood, somehow managing to look slightly scary, despite the oversized New York Islander's hoodie she was wearing.
Henry lifted a hand and yanked it through his hair, frustration leaking into his voice. "No, Babe. They… They did deserve what you gave them. But you can't go through life like this. You need to talk to people to solve problems."
"I tried, Jacobs." Babe said, shoving one hand in the pocket of her hoodie as she turned away from him to pick up the dirty shirt she'd dropped. "I don' throw the first punch, y'know. I'm an instigator, but I ain't no idiot."
Henry raised an eyebrow. "That sounds about right." He sighed deeply, turning to Rico. "How have you kept her alive this long?"
"Beats me." Rico said, watching his sister with a slightly pained expression. "The worst part is, I get where she's coming from. I wouldn't have started a fight, since I'm hopeless with my fists, but…"
Henry nodded. "Exactly. She makes a fair point, but it's just so…" He made an unintelligible frustrated noise. "It's so Babe"
Rico snorted, nodding. "That's my sister for you." He looked over at Babe, who was plopping down on the ground next to her guitar to pull it into her lap, plucking at the strings. "She's kinda scary sometimes."
"No kidding." Henry stretched and moved to stand by the door. "If you can manage her for the rest of the night, I'll get going. Places to be and all that."
Babe looked up from her guitar, frowning for a split second, before meeting his eyes. "Thanks, I guess. For coming t' pick me up."