Special Branch and the HUGE Hospital Bills
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UPDATED: Tuesday, October 10, 2006 23:15
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They had given her food…it looked like good food too. That confused Ghost, she almost never got good food. The last time she remembered having a full plate of food like this offered to her bad things had happened. She didn’t remember exactly what but when she had woken up a few days later Truth and Shadow had been crying, and she had hurt all over.
She stared at the food for a looooong time before hunger got the best of her and she quickly grabbed a roll running to the corner furthest from the door and ate it quickly.
Ghost looked around nervously expecting something to happen. When nothing did she slowly stood up.
Maybe the adults forgot about her again, looking around she smiled as she saw something interesting to do.
Beds were made for jumping on weren’t they?
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The doctor stood again at the monitoring panels outside their room, he watched, smiling, the antics of the little girl, leaping about on one of the beds, for a while she'd been doing cicuits, jumping from one to another. It was rare that he got to see someone just having fun, pure innocent unrestrained fun. He grinned again, and turned back to the console, frowning.
"Doctor Sykes?"
A nurse stood behind him, frown on her face, "Is everything ok?"
"What? Oh, yes, some wierd readings from this room, the Antares woman, unusually high levels of..."
"Everything is carefully monitored doctor, we'll let you know if you are needed" Her voice was cold as steel - this, he knew, was her domain, he treatet them, but she ruled their every moment. And he also suspected that she was fiercly loyal to their crimson friends.
"Yes, thank you nurse"
He closed the panel over that he had been working on, the one regulating the drugs supply, and moved off toward hi offices.
The underground still hadn't got word back to him, but there were a few things he could take care of on his own. The Anteres woman was a problem, he should never have told her anything, in her barely cognisant state she was a liability. He couldn't afford to loose his cover, there were much bigger fish to fry. She had to be taken out of the picture.
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She surfaced again for the millionth time, but on this occasion, she found she could keep her eyes open, she was even awake enough to turn a little, to try and ease her discomfort after being in one position so long. She turn to a funny squeaking sound, and almost laughed out loud to see Ghost, huge grin on her face as she leapt about on the matresses. None of the others had returned, and felt a moment of fear for them, but pushed it back in her mind and concentrated on the sheer joy of the little girl bouncing on the bed.
After a long while, a steady but insistent beeping fought its way through to her notice. She swung her head around to see corresponding lights flashing on her wall monitor. She began to panic. A hot wave went through her, followed by almost overwhelming nausea., her skin seamed alive with fire ants, and she fought to stop the room spinning. Shortly before she blacked out again, the bed started to lift, and she managed a wave to Ghost before she dissapeared.
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The doctor sighed and shook his head."I'm sorry, these things are unavoidable, theres no way to predict..."
"I'll tell you whats possible! What happened?" the Crimson Guardsmans face was almost the same colour as his uniform embellishments.
"It was a new drug she was given, she suffered an allergic reaction almost as soon as it was introduced into her supply. I noticed irregularities, changed her mix, and the new mix was wrong, there was nothing in her history or file to suggest an intolerence, We tried to counteract it, but to many of her organs had failed.
"You idiot! Imbecile! The guard stormed off, and he pitied the recipiant of his ire, it wasn't going to be pretty.
The doctor looked down at Seryn lying in the transport coffin. Tucking a strand of hair in, he removed the last of the tubes and heart monitor links and zipped the light tan coloured suit she had been dressed in up to the neck. he closed the lid, and completed the label giving instructions for disposal. Directing it to the crematorium, he smeared the writing a litte, and tried again. Happy that his paperwork was complete, he summoned the orderly to take the coffin away.
Its was a pity - the little girl would be left alone now, theres was no telling when or if the others would be back.
Oh well.
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Lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Safe takes deep breaths to calm himself. The pain from the headache was making his heart race, and that, along with the drugs, were clouding his thoughts.
Opening his eyes, he looks straight at the camera, “HEY ANYONE THERE!! I really have to GO! You gonna leave me here to sit in my own sh....? C’mon, you have to take me to the head!”
At the monitoring station outside the room, a young orderly turns and looks up questioningly from the monitor at the Crimson Guard standing over his shoulder.
The Crimson Guard stares at the orderly in amazement. “You’ve got to be kidding me… that’s the oldest trick in the book. Besides, you’re an orderly” He spits the word at the young man, “You’re used to cleaning up that sort of thing, right?” It was more of a statement that left no room for a response, than a question.
The orderly turns sheepishly back to the monitor.
Seeing he wasn’t going to get a response, Safe closes his eyes once more, this time taking short shallow breaths, letting the pain from the headache fuel his racing heart.
His eyes snap open and he screams, throwing himself at his restraints. “LET ME OUT!!” Safe thrashes around as much as the straps will allow, drawing fresh blood at his wrists, biceps and ankles.
“YOU’VE GOTTA LET ME OUT!! I CAN’T TAKE BEING TIED UP!!” Safe screams, foam flying from his lips. “LETMEOUT LETMEOUT LETMEOUT!!”
The lights on the monitoring station start to flash. The orderly looks up at the Guard alarmed. “His heart rate has gone through the roof!!”
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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"
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At that moment a Doctor rounds the corner “Good lord man! Why are you just sitting there? Sedate him!”
The Guard gives the doctor an annoyed look. “It’s a ruse, let him be. Besides, he’s coming down off the maximum sedation from his last “interview” and you know full well what happened to your last patient. We’re not about to lose another.”
“Well if you don’t calm him down somehow, you’ll lose him anyway when his heart explodes. It’s on your head, better make a decision…”
The doctor is interrupted by the orderly, “Doctor, his blood pressure is climbing!!”
“Make your decision now soldier…”
The Guard looks nervously back and forth between the Doctor and the view screen where he could see Safe continue to trash about.
“LET ME OUT!! I’ll tell you everything! I’ll cooperate! Just LET ME OUT!!” Safe didn’t know how much longer he could keep this up. The drugs were fighting to drag him back down and he was slowly losing that battle.
Trying to conserve what little energy he had left, Safe collapses just as the door opens and the orderly rushes in with the Guard following. The Doctor stays outside the room watching the monitor. He had noticed the heart rate and blood pressure dropping back to normal. ‘You sly fox!’ the Doctor thinks with a small smile as he reaches out and casually shuts off the monitor and walks away.
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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"
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“Talk Franklin.” The Guard says from the foot of the bed as the orderly fusses about trying to repair the damaged intravenous tubes. “The Alliance is waiting for you when we’re done here. I don’t want to keep them waiting.”
“Loosen the straps. I can’t feel my hands.” Safe whispers hoarsely.
“What?” the guard says in surprise more than question.
“He said he wants the straps…” the orderly starts.
“I heard him.” The Guard snaps. He considers for a moment. The subject looks to have worn himself out and was willing to talk… “Alright, just one arm.”
Lying still while the orderly loosens the straps on his left arm, Safe motions the guard closer. The orderly steps aside his job done for now, to make room for the guard.
As the guard leans in Safe, using the blood from the cuts caused by the straps as grease, pulls his hand free, grabs the front of the guard shirt and head butts the surprised man in the face.
The guard staggers back, clutching his face and the orderly steps in to try and hold Safe’s arm down, only to catch Safe’s fist in the side of the head, knocking him out.
Using this time to his advantage, Safe quickly pulls his arm fully free and releases his other arm.
The enraged guard lunges at Safe, but Safe is waiting for him. The second punch puts out the guards lights.
Freeing his legs, Safe hops off the bed, wobbling a little, the blood loss and drugs were taking their toll. Stumbling over to the Guard, he takes the gun and keys, and staggers out the door, closing and locking it behind him.
In the monitoring station, he spots a tray with various medical implements on it. Throwing things aside, he finds what he hoped was there. A syringe of adrenaline, used, most likely to bring the patient around. Crouching down, the syringe almost slipping out of his bloody hands Safe, injects the adrenaline into his arm, pausing until he could feel it take effect. This had been common procedure for the Special Forces during the war, to give them an edge, so Safe was well versed in its use.
Standing, Safe flexes his arm to speed the adrenaline on its way and checks the clip on the gun. With one final attempt to close the back of his hospital gown he heads down the corridor. ‘Now to find the others’
OOC: Sorry for the three posts, the story wouldn't stop! I was inspired.
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"Stop doing that thing"
"What thing"
"That thing where your mouth moves and noise comes out"
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Wisp regained consciousness to find Lizzie reapplying the bandages on his chest. She Obviously hadnt been home since starting to treat him but she was still a very attractive woman.
"Hey sleeping beauty, Back to join us??"
"Hadnt planned to. I was having an amazing dream"
"Really??" She said questioningly as if he had already given a smutty reply.
"I hadnt had the fea su kicked out of me" She laughed causing her hands to pull the bandage around his chest a little tight. Wisp winced and she immediatley stopped laughing.
"Im SO sorry"
"No its my fault for being so damn funny" She smiled and finished dressing his wounds.
"So i dont actually know anything about you. Not even your name!!"
"Im Wisp" He said taking her hand and kissing it lightly "Im just a young man who got caught in a wild chain of events that left me here. Theres not much else to tell"
"Thats all i get??"
"I like to remain a man of mystery"
"Well mystery your blood bags empty so im gonna go run get you a new one. Will You be ok on your own??"
"Dont worry I wont run off"
She exited the room and ran up the basement stairs quickly in an excited trot. She told herself to calm down. He was eight years her junior and her patient, but she couldnt help it. It was that cheeky grin and sharp quips even though he was in such a state.
He was a true one of a kind and he made her heart flutter every time she saw him. She walked to the supply room in a half daze lost in her own thoughts and dreams. She didnt notice the man stood behind the door when she was finding Wisps blood type.
She did feel the scalpel blade touch her throat as another hand covered her mouth. She froze in fear.
"Do not scream or move and you wont be harmed" She whimpered an answer through the mans hand. The voice was deeo yet sophisticated and somehow familiar although she didnt activley recognise it.
"You are treating a young man in the basement. He is important. There is a package by on the bottom shelf of where you are standing. Ensure it is with him but do not tell him it is there untill the time comes"
"But.." It was too late. The man had dissapeared out of the room leaving no trace of his presence except for a biohazard bag containing Wisps personal belongings.
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Doctor Sykes shoved his and in his pockets, whistled shrilly and, turning the monitor off, ambled happily off before the guard recovered from Safe's rather deftly handled sucker punch.
He had no idea where the others were, but it looked like they didn't need his help at any rate, not yet anyway.
Pausing at the turn of the corridor, he checked for signs of the nurses, coast clear, he went directly to the room containing the little girl and punched in the code to open the concealed emergency door.
As it opened he herd her sharp intake of breath, but it took him a moment to locate her - crouched in a far corner , staring at him wide eyed and attempting to hide the remains of the food behind herself.
"Hey..." he softened his voice as much as he was able, but figured it really didn't help - tall angular and craggy featured, he held no illusions about the his intimidating appearence. It made him a target for short angry men any way.
"hey, Ghost is it? You have to pick up whatever you have and come with me now"
She stered again, looking round for, he presumed, the others.
"Sweetie, i'm here to help you, to try and get you out of this place, but you have to come quickly..."
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Ghost was very confused and scared.
She had been following the scary doctor expecting to be punished for eating the food and jumping on the bed.
Instead the man had mostly ignored her as he led her through the corridors. This place was scary. She wanted Shadow and Truth.
It had been a very long day (OOC: or is that few days ise not really sure) for the six year old, from hiking to the Carson home, to the frightening ride in the mule compartment, to her imprisonment. Most children would have broken down by now. Ghost was getting close.
She was worried about the adults who seemed to know her, she hadn’t seen them since the ceiling had taken them. She was also getting sleepy.
Ghost gave a big yawn as she tried to keep up with the man. She didn’t get very far before stumbling to the ground, her broken arm banging harshly on the ground as she landed, a small whimpering scream coming from her mouth.
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Lizzie returned to the basement and found Wisp asleep again. She'd given him the best immune-boosters the hospital had and his wounds were healing nicely. In another few days he might be hobbling. She stashed the package underneath one of the tables just out of sight. As she was hiding it she caught her hand on a small piece of metal left sticking out. She yelped causing Wisp to wake.
"Wha, er" Wisp dragged himself up and wiped his eyes "You Okay??"
"Fine just caught my hand" She walked over to Wisp and he gently caressed her hand. A small trickle of blood fell out of the graze like a crimson river following the contours of her hand before flowing down her arm to the starched cotton shirt. Wisp gently kissed her scratch and mopped it with a small piece of bandage.
"Shouldn’t I be doctoring you??" Her voice crackled trying to hold in the sudden rush of emotion. In any other circumstance she would have kissed him passionately as if her very soul required his lips. She kept her feelings chastised within her though simply allowing her mind to redirect her erotic desires.
"You’ve done quite enough for me it’s my turn" His hand raised to her neck and she couldn’t contain herself any longer. Her Body ached for this moment and she leaned forward to kiss him. Their lips connected for a simple moment with enough electricity to light the entire town.
The door behind them banged open shattering the connection as they both recoiled. "Well Well what a heart warming scene ive disturbed" Stood in the doorway was the man from the crimson Squad. He didn’t miss a step from throwing the door open making a beeline for Lizzie. He grabbed her hair and threw her into the wall.
Another man walked in, this one also wore the suit with red stripe, he rolled Wisp over violently before pressing a button on the wall. The tables were drawn into the walls and a clear box roughly the size and shape of a coffin was lowered from the ceiling. Unceremoniously Wisp was lifted into the box and fastened to the bottom with fabric straps. The box had no lid but was connected to the roof through a series of chains. Another button was pressed and the box returned to the roof spinning in the process. From his new position he could see every detail of the room but was out of reach of any but the tallest person on the floor.
"Do we have your attention now Mr. Spacer???" The first man said angrily "your friend The Captain has told us it was all your idea. YOU HAVE WHAT WE WANT" The shout at the end was filled with frustration. His face was flushed and if the man had looked up Wisp would have seen a vein surging in his temple.
"We Have already established that harming you will bring us no information" This second mans voice was much calmer yet somehow more sinister. "So we have arranged a show for you
Two Feds brought in a man who was obviously unconscious. The man was naked and his body was filled with scars. Some deep and painful. His scalp was shaved but had been done close with a knife so patches of skin had been cut off leaving a bloody mess with bone visible in places. Through the mans shoulder was a piece of jagged metal like shrapnel, the wound was old though as his skin had grown around it. One of his hands was missing, replaced by a crude claw which looked badly attached. Around the mans neck was a metal collar, very new and out of place with his attire.
"This thing was captured after it killed thirty four people on an alliance vessel. It will change your mind" The men exited the room leaving Wisp chained to the ceiling. Lizzie was just coming round as the reaver opened his eyes.
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OOC: Ooh, ooh ooh. Excellent stuff.
Now finally I\'ve got round to writing some more.
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Robert Wu was a decent man.
Once a cop before a gunshot to the knee forced him into early retirement, he continued nevertheless to find work with various agencies, thanks to his negotiating skills.
It wasn’t that he was a particularly verbose man; neither did he have a special method he used. No, it was simply that for some reason people responded to him. They would open up and give him all the information he needed, and he’d be able to take that and use it - talking them out of taking a certain action.
When he was still an officer, he had actually walked into a hostage negotiation involving radical terrorist extremists and talked each and every one of the hostiles out of it. No one knows how he did it even now, not even the terrorists themselves.
Robert had what you might call, a gift. Not a normal one mind, but something paranormal he’d been born with. For him, anything was possible, which was why he was so valuable to agencies.
For this very reason, he had kept out of the Alliance’s way – he didn’t want them to use him for their own insidious means. But this was personal. He’d asked to be used, for one reason, and that reason was the man sitting before him today.
“You want the truth?” Mr Needham asked the pair. “Truth isn’t always the easiest thing to hear.”
Robert looked back at the man that stood behind him in the shadows – a shell of a man that rarely showed any emotions whatsoever.
“I’m obviously not the only one with secrets” the ex-cop thought to himself. Of course, for an Alliance officer to know more than he let on was nothing new. Nevertheless, he was still surprised when the conversation took a turn towards talk of wormholes and mysterious devices.
“Fine, but you might want to sit down for this. It’s a loooong interesting story” the prisoner continued.
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