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Maybe Ben was right.
Wow that was something he never thought he'd say, or, well, think.
But recently, everything has been hurting.
He haven't been eating, and everything he had managed to eat just came up a few minutes later.
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"Klaus." Ben says from across the room. "You have to go to the hospital."
Klaus, who was currently leaning over the toilet, emptying his stomach of the food he had tried to eat, sits up to look over at Ben. "You know, I think you might be right."
The look on Ben's face made Klaus laugh, before crumpling to the floor in pain from the sudden jolt in his stomach. "You think I might be right?" Ben asks.
Klaus looks up at Ben from his spot on the floor. "Yeah, I-" Klaus inhales before continuing. "I'm just, in a lot of pain. And I don't think this from withdrawals."
"Wow. I think this is the first time you've agreed with anything I've said." Ben says, looking quite shocked.
Klaus almost laughs again, but stops himself, remembering the pain from earlier. "I really should get myself looked at. Just in case. And plus, at least I won't be swarmed by all those ghosts, never thought that training for something would actually help." Ben chuckles lightly, while he helps Klaus to his feet. "And another plus, I don't even have to use much energy to let you be able to touch me. Making you corporeal is another story though."
"Yeah, yeah. Now I can stop all of that stupid shit that you do." Ben says, rolling his eyes.
"Touché mon frère." Klaus says as he walks out of the bathroom, checking if anyone was in the hallway first. They walk down the hall towards the stairs. Once down the steps Ben speaks up again.
"Shouldn't you ask Diego for a lift?" Ben asks.
"Nah, don't want to bother him, you know? Everyone's been training so hard. This is the only time they get to rest, and I don't want to bother them with my shit." Klaus replies, as he walks around the broken chandelier. Which they still haven't gotten around to fixing.
"But, what if it's really serious?" Ben asks Klaus.
"If it really is that serious then I might tell them, no promises. But, I really don't want to worry them more than they need to be." They both walk outside into the cold mid-day air.
Ben sighs and they start making their way to the nearest hospital. Every now and then, Klaus almost falls over from a sudden spurt of pain from his lower stomach, and they have to stop for a few minutes so he can catch his breath before they continue on their journey to the hospital. Once they finally reach it, after 30 odd minutes of walking, both Klaus and Ben sigh in relief. They walk into the hospital and walk up to the front desk.
"Uh hi, I'd like to check myself in for a check up. I'm not feeling so good." Klaus says to the lady at the desk, who is looking down at a file on the table.
She looks up to Klaus and looks like she has seen a ghost, ha. Klaus can't blame her though. He looks like he should be dead. With dark bags under his eyes, and skin as pale as, well, a ghost.
"Oh dear, of course hon. What's your name?" The Nurse asks him
"It's Klaus, Hargreeves." Klaus replies, looking down at his hands. He never did like to be referred to as a Hargreeves.
"Alright, you can take a seat over there, a nurse will be with you shortly." The Nurse says as she points over at a small waiting area with a few people scattered around.
Klaus shoots her a weak smile and walks over to the seats, Ben following closely behind. He sits down heavily in the closest seat to him and leans back into the chair.
"You're not looking to hot." Ben says, looking him up and down.
"Well I think I look just lovely." Klaus mutters, as to not be heard by the other people situated around the room. A few minutes pass and Klaus starts getting light headed. One second he is sitting in his chair, staring at the ceiling, and the next he is surrounded by darkness.