Disclaimer: I don't own Disney or anything affiliated with it. Merchandise, yes, the company, no. :)
Author's Note: Hello again, and welcome to my fifth Disney story. I had this idea on my mind when I wrote my first story.
This is a longer story like my first. This is also about my favorite characters and character pairing: Mickey and Minnie.
Again, in my mind, Mickey's 22, and Minnie's 21. The setting isn't particular. I hope you enjoy this story. Please, no flames. Read and review, please.
Squad Unit 19, over and out!
It was nighttime over the town. The moon and stares illuminated it beautifully.
Mickey and Minnie were on their way home from a date. Actually, Mickey was driving Minnie home. They were talking about the great day they had as they made their way home. He pulled his car onto her driveway and got out. He went over to the passenger side and opened the door for her as he gave her his hand.
"M'lady," he smiled coyly. She smiled sweetly and took his hand as she got out.
"Why, thank you," she smiled. She gave him a kiss on his cheek. He blushed a little, which caused Minnie to giggle a little.
She loves the goofy look he gets. She knows he enjoys it, and it pleases her to know he does. And She loves to kiss him. She thinks it's adorable when he gets that look.
Mickey and Minnie walk arm-in-arm up her walk and onto her porch. She gets her keys from her purse and unlocks her door.
"You wanna come in? I can fix you something if you like," she smiled.
"Thanks, but I should probably get home. I'll come over tomorrow though, okay?" he replied.
"Okay. I'd like that," she smiled, taking his hands into hers.
"I had so much fun today. Thanks for a wonderful time, Mickey," Minnie smiled sweetly. She then gives him a peck on his cheek.
"You're welcome, Minnie. I had fun, too," he smiled back.
"Be careful. And call me when you get home, so I'll know you made it safely."
"Don't worry. I will."
Minnie wraps her arms around Mickey and kisses him on his lips. He wraps his arms around her. A few seconds later, they each pull back a bit as their smiles and eyes meet.
"Goodnight, Minnie," Mickey smiled warmly.
"Goodnight, Mickey," Minnie smiled equally back.
"I'll see you tomorrow."
"See ya." Minnie embraces Mickey.
"I love you, Mickey," she smiled happily.
"I love you, too, Minnie," he smiled, rubbing her back. She pulls back and gives him one more goodnight kiss on his lips.
Mickey turns to walk off her porch.
"Love you, Minnie."
"Love you, too, Mickey. Be careful. And call me when you get home."
"I will. Night, doll."
Minnie and Mickey wave to each other with a warm smile as he opens the car door to get in.
"See ya," Mickey said waving.
"See ya," Minnie said waving.
Mickey gets in his car and turns the engine over. Minnie is still standing on her porch watching her sweetheart. He backs out of her driveway. He turns back to her with a smile. He waves to her and she waves back as he puts the car in drive and begins driving away.
Minnie watches him drive away until his car is faint in the distance. She turns and walks into her house, locking her door behind her. She smiles and gives a small, happy sigh.
"He's so wonderful," she sighed happily to herself. She made it a mental note to not change clothes until Mickey always got home. Just in case he had car trouble or something. That way, she could leave then, and not have to change. She sat her purse down on the coffee table as she sat down on the couch. She got the remote, and turned on the TV.
Mickey was on his way home, when he suddenly remembered something...
"Whoops," He uttered.
He got his cell phone and dialed Minnie's number. Minnie looked at the ringing phone on the table beside her couch. The caller ID read it was Mickey's number. She immediately got up to answer. She glanced at the digital clock on the DVD player as she walked to the phone. Worry began to fill her heart. Either he flew home, or something was wrong. He shouldn't get home for another couple minutes. Turning off the TV, she grabbed the phone.
"Hello." There was some concern in her voice.
"Hi, Minnie." Minnie's heartbeat returned to normal when she heard her sweethearts calm voice.
"Hi, Mickey. You home already?" she asked with a chuckle.
"No, not yet. I'm still a couple minutes from home."
"Is everything all right?" She began to get worried again.
"Yeah, everythings fine. I just remembered that I'm outta cheese. I was calling to let you know I'll be a little late gettin' home. I've gotta stop at the store and get some." His calm and cheerful voice relaxed her.
"Okay. Thanks for calling and telling me, Mickey," she smiled.
"No problem, Minnie."
"I wish you had've remembered that before you left. I coulda given you some of mine," she grinned.
"Thanks. But I'm already almost at the store. I'm just gonna get some and hea... Huh?" Mickey stopped his sentence. This got Minnie's attention.
"Is something wrong, Mickey?" Minnie hears Mickey on the other end of the line.
"What the...?" Minnie begins to get worried
"Mickey, what's wrong?"
The next sounds she hears causes her blood to freeze and her heart to stop.
"What are you... AAGGHH!" An ear piercing crash is heard on the other end, followed by her lover's scream. She gasps and her eyes widen with fear and shock.
"Mickey! Mickey, can you hear me?! Mickey!" She holds on to the phone with both hands, trembling with worry and fear. But theirs no response. Silence, followed by the faint sound of a vehicle speeding off in the background. Minnie goes into automatic alarm.
She grabs her purse, cell phone and her keys, as she dashes out the door. She flings open her car door. She quickly gets in, starts her car and buckles herself in. She grabs her cell phone and dials the number that no one ever wants to dial... 911.
Her heart was beating ten miles a minute. Her chest was beginning to hurt. A combination of worry and her increased heart rate was the culprit. Her young and fragile heart was filled to the brim with worry and fear. But the only thing on her mind... was Mickey. The operator picked up.
"Hello. 911 emergency services."
"Hello, I need an ambulance! My boyfriend's been in a accident!" Her voice was shaky.
"All right, young lady, what happened?"
"He was in a car wreck! I think he's hurt!"
"All right, I need you to give me the address." Minnie described Mickey's location as best she could.
"All right, miss, the paramedics are already en route to that location."
"Thank you. Please hurry!" Minnie hung up the phone. She turned on the hazard lights on her car. Tears were beginning to fill her eyes. She didn't know what happened or what condition Mickey was in. The thought of it scared her even more.
"Just please hold on, Mickey. I'm on my way. Just please hold on," she muttered. She felt like he could hear her pleas. She prayed on her way to the scene.
"Oh, God, please let Mickey be all right. Please, God, please let him be okay."
Minnie approached the crash scene, and was met with horror. She gasps at the site.
"Mickey!" she cried as she drove up.
Mickey's car had been hit hard enough to knock it to the curb. The driver side was more smashed in than the rest of the car. The entire driver side was crumbled in. Liquid ran from under the car across the pavement. Minnie was relieved at the realization that the substance was black and not crimson. She guessed it was oil or antifreeze. It didn't smell like gas. Smoke was emanating from under the hood. The radiator must have been punctured.
She quickly stopped her car several feet behind his. She yanked off her seat belt as she flung open the door. She dashed out of her car, and made a mad dash for his. She runs up to the car and looks inside the badly cracked window. Mickey sat motionless in the seat. She runs over to the passenger side and opens the door. She crawls into the car next to her love.
She places her fingers on the side of his neck and feels for a pulse. She felt one. A relief. She placed her hand under his nose and felt his breathing. Another relief. She placed her shaking hands on his cheeks.
"Mickey! Can you hear me? Mickey, please open your eyes," she begged desperately. She noticed a cut on the side of his forehead. A small trickle of blood ran from the wound. It wasn't life threatening, but it still needed medical attention.
Mickey slowly opened his eyes to meet hers, which were filled with worry and now, relief. Minnie sighed a breath of relief at the sight of his eyes. His beautiful brown eyes.
"M... Minnie...?" he uttered. He was still dazed and rather weak. It was so good to hear his voice. Tears were still running steadily down her cheeks. Tears of hurt for seeing him like this, and tears of joy for him being okay. The tears of joy were more in number though.
"Oh, Mickey! Thank goodness you're all right," Minnie smiled weakly but happily.
"Oohh," Mickey groaned softly as a dull pain shot through him.
"It's okay, Mickey. I'm here, baby. You're gonna be okay. Helps on the way. Just please hold on," she smiled softly, trying to reassure him, and herself. She softly stroked his cheek with her thumb. She kissed him softly on his forehead.
"Here. Let me get that," she uttered as she opened the glove compartment and got out a napkin. She gently applied it to her tongue to moisten it, then lightly applied it to his cut. He smiled weakly at her.
"Thanks," he uttered.
"You're welcome," she replied softly. Mickey tried to move but Minnie placed her hand on his chest to prevent him from doing so. She didn't know the extent of his injuries. She knew it was best that he remain still until the EMT's arrived.
"Don't try to move. Just remain still until the paramedics arrive," she said softly but firmly.
"Can you feel your arms and legs?" she asked. Mickey shifted his attention to his limbs. Trying to move them slightly, he could feel them.
"Yeah... I can," he softly replied. That was a good sign. He still had feeling to his limbs. That reduced the risk of paralysis.
"How do you feel?" she asked.
"Like heck," he chuckled lightly. Minnie chuckled a little too. His humor was also a good sign.
"What... What are... you doing here?" he asked. She continued to stroke his cheek as she replied.
"I heard the crash over the phone. It scared the heck outta me. I was so afraid that you... I don't even wanna think about it. I'm just so glad you're all right, Mickey," she smiled weakly, still sniffing from the crying.
The sound of sirens in the distance got Minnie's attention. She looked out the windshield and seen the lights of the emergency vehicles approaching. For Minnie though, they didn't seem to get there fast enough. She directed her attention back to her sweetheart.
"Don't worry. Helps here. You're gonna be okay. Just hold on," she smiled, kissing him softly on his forehead. He gave a weak smile and nod. She got out of the car and looked down the road. A police car followed by an ambulance with lights flashing and sirens wailing. Minnie stood at the side of the mangled car to ensure they seen it.
The police cruiser pulled up behind Minnie's car. The ambulance rolled up to the same side of the wreck that Minnie was standing on. The paramedics jumped out of the box-like van and ran over to Mickey's car. The police officer moved up to Minnie and took her arm.
"Young lady, you're gonna have to stand back."
"But that's my boyfriend!" she said with a pleading tone. She glances back to her love's car. The paramedics are slowly pulling him from it.
"That's my boyfriend! Please! You have to let me go!" she cried. The officer releases her arm, but keeps an eye on her.
Minnie watches with tears in her eyes, along with worry and fear in her heart, as the EMT's put Mickey on a stretcher and strap him to it. She runs up along side it and takes his hand into hers.
Mickey opens his brown eyes to meet her own.
"You're gonna be all right. I'm going with you to the hospital. I'm not leaving your side," she smiled with a firm tone,
holding his hand tightly in hers. Mickey smiles back at her.
"Thanks," he uttered. She kisses his forehead softly.
"You're welcome. I'll be right here beside you," she smiled, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.
They load Mickey into the back of the ambulance as Minnie crawls in as well. She takes his hand again as she sits down. She smiles comfortingly at him and he smiles back.
The ambulance turns around and heads to the hospital, lights flashing and siren wailing into the night. Mickey grins a little at his love sitting beside him, holding his hand.
"I don't like ambulances," he grinned with a slight chuckle.
"I don't either," Minnie smiled back. She leans down and kisses his cheek, then pulls back slightly, using her other hand to stroke his cheek. The paramedic in the back keeps watch over Mickey's vital signs. And by instinct, Minnie does too.
"Blood pressure normal. Heart rate just a little high, but normal. You're Lucky young man. I've seen crashes not even as bad as yours and people still looked a lot worse," the EMT said.
A bandage was placed over the wound on Mickey's forehead. Minnie stayed right by Mickey's side, holding his hand the whole ride to the hospital. The ambulance pulled into the Emergency Room entrance. The paramedic in the back opened the doors and got out. The other EMT got out to help get the stretcher. They unloaded Mickey from the ambulance and began rolling him into the ER, Minnie walking along side, holding Mickey's hand the whole time. When they got to the ER doors, a nurse met Minnie.
"I'm sorry, miss, but you'll have to wait out here until they finish examining your boyfriend." Minnie didn't bother to hide the disappointed expression on her face.
Minnie turned back to Mickey with a light smile and leaned down close to him.
"Don't worry. You're gonna be okay. I'll be right here waiting for you," she smiled as she strokes his cheek.
"Don't worry. I'll be fine. I'll see ya soon," he smiled a little groggily.
"See ya soon," she smiled. She leans down and kisses him softly on his lips. Pulling back, she meets his smile. The doctors and nurses begin rolling him through the doors. Minnie's hand slowly slips away from Mickey's, slowly lowering to her side as she watches her love being rolled through those dreaded doors. She sniffs a couple times as the doors close. She wipes away the tears that stained her cheek with her hand. The nurse walks over to her.
"You can wait in the waiting room for now," she said. Minnie gives a nod, but it was a blank one. All her thoughts were focused on her sweetheart. She couldn't think of anything else.
"Don't worry, young lady. Your boyfriends in good hands," the nurse smiled. Minnie smiles and nods weakly at that. "I'll have the doctor let you know when they're through," the nurse said.
"Thank you," Minnie replied back with a distant tone. She walks into the empty waiting room and sits down.
Minnie sits alone in the cold empty waiting room, waiting for any word on her love and best friend, hoping and praying for him to be all right. The tears continue to streak down her cheeks and she continues to sniff as she cries. She's still shaking a little as well. All she can do right now is hope, pray, and wait...