Hardy Boys Fan Fiction at the HDA - Brain Child

Fenton answered the phone when it rang, hoping to get an update from the boys. Instead, he got the call all parents dread. “There’s been a car accident,” said Con Riley. “The ambulance is taking Frank and Joe to the hospital. Do you need a ride there?”

Fenton’s heart sunk. “N-no. I’ll get Laura and well be there soon.”

Fenton and Laura arrived at the hospital and went to the information desk. “We are here for our sons Frank and Joe Hardy. They were brought in after a car accident.”

“Frank Hardy is in room 103. You may go back to sit with him. Joseph Hardy is still undergoing tests and cannot be seen yet,” the hospital assistant said.

A few minutes later, Fenton and Laura entered room 103 and found Frank laying there with his eyes closed. Laura noticed a nasty bruise from the seatbelt forming over the edge of the hospital gown. Frank also had bruising on his face, but his left shoulder looked the worst. His arm was in a sling, held tightly to his chest.

Laura walked in and gently grasped his hand, “Oh Frank, honey. Are you okay?” At this, Frank opened his eyes.

“I’m fine Mom – just sore. But I’m okay. The doctor said I hit my head, but I don’t have a concussion,” Frank said. “Is Joe okay? I can’t get any information,” Frank asked urgently.

“We haven’t heard anything at all Frank. They are running tests on him now. Don’t worry though, I’m sure he’ll be okay,” Fenton said as he ruffled Frank’s hair. “Are you up for telling me what happened? Was there a problem with the van?”

Frank explained what happened at the stakeout and told him that Joe had heard something important, but had not had a chance to tell Frank before they were driven off the road by a car and a SUV.

Laura frowned at Fenton before she said, “So Joe overheard something during this stakeout and then the boys were run off the road by these guys? This doesn’t sound like a simple case to me Fenton.”

“We’ll have to wait until we talk to Joe to figure out what is really going on with this case,” Fenton replied. Just then Dr. Bates came in, saving Fenton from having to say anything else.

“Frank, I was hoping not to see you for a while,” the doctor teased. “I do have other patients that also need appointments you know.” Frank gave a small smile.

The doctor addressed Fenton and Laura, “As you can see Frank is awake and alert, though he did hit his head. That does not appear serious though. He has bruising from the seatbelt and airbag. He also has a bruised shoulder. I’ve immobilized it in a sling, just to lessen the pain while it heals. I am going to keep him overnight for observation and then he should be able to go home tomorrow. I’ll put him and Joe in the same room to make it easier on you.”

Laura quickly said, “What about Joe? We haven’t heard anything about his condition yet.”

“Joe has a concussion, a dislocated right shoulder and, a broken right wrist. He did wake up briefly after he was brought in, but he was incoherent. He is asleep again now, and he is being moved into a room. We’ll know more about his condition when he wakes up. For now, I’ll get someone to move Frank up to the room with Joe. You both can go ahead up,” Dr. Bates said.

The Hardys thanked the doctor as he left. Fenton stayed with Frank until he was moved and Laura went up to the room to sit with Joe.

Laura got to Joe’s room a few minutes before they brought Joe in. She took the time to say a quick prayer and compose herself. She was strong, but seeing her sons in the hospital always took its toll.

The nurses wheeled Joe’s bed into the room and Laura sat down beside him. She gently held his hand as she appraised him. “A nasty bruise and lump on the side of his head. Bruises on his face and from the seatbelt, just like Frank. A cast up to his elbow and a sling, other than that, he looks okay. Well, he does look a little pale. I’ll feel better when he opens his eyes and talks to me though,” she thought.

Within the hour, Frank and Fenton arrived and Frank was moved to the other bed. “Has Joe woken up yet?” Frank asked as soon as he was settled.

“Not yet. Don’t worry. Just close your eyes and get some rest,” Laura said. Fenton and Laura sat quietly, lost in their own thoughts while the boys slept.

A few hours later, Frank heard Joe stir. Though he felt exhausted, he pulled his eyes open and looked towards his brother. “Come on Joe. Wake up. Can you hear me?” Frank said.

Joe slowly rolled his head and opened his eyes. He closed them quickly being blinded by the lights in the room. “Oh no, I’m not ready yet. Dark is fine,” he thought.

But then he heard Frank again and he sounded like he was worried, “Please Joe. Wake up. Let me know you’re okay.”

Joe finally managed to pull his eyes open. His mother and father were right next to him, holding his hand and his brother was in a bed. “Where the heck am I anyway?” he thought.

“F-Frank? Wha’ happen’?” Joe slurred. “Where are we?” He blinked his eyes trying to clear away the cobwebs in his head.

“Joe, sweetie, you and Frank are in the hospital. You were in a car accident,” Laura explained.

“Franks okay?” he asked desperately. Joe said as he struggled to sit up. “Mom, can’t move m’ arm – hurts.”

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