The hospital room is silent save for the constant beeping of Will's heart monitor. Alana Bloom sat next to him in a chair, her hand resting lightly on his. She stares intently at his sleeping face. A commotion out in the hall startles her from her reverie.
The door to the room bursts open and a dark-haired beauty flies into the room, throwing herself onto Will's bed.
"Will! Oh, baby!" Her shoulders shake with suppressed sobs. "I'm so sorry… I wasn't here for you." She places a kiss on Will's forehead. Her hands lovingly caress his cheeks and neck. "I love you so much Will." She says lowly.
Sydnee Lecter walks in. In her left hand is a black briefcase. She surveys the scene with her surrogate sister and brother. And…the other person.
"Who are you?" Sydnee asks her voice indifferent. The lady in the chair looks up from where Jade is bestowing her love on Will.
A flicker of annoyance licks at her from her blood, when the lady doesn't answer. Sydnee raises an eyebrow at how casual she looked with her hand on Will's.
A wannabe lover? She thinks. She sniffs the air and stops suddenly holding her breath.
Is…is that…it's coming from Will. Sydnee thinks with a jolt. She breaths again, tasting the air around her. The air perfume of Jade and the "schoolish" scent of the lady in the chair left the sweetly heated scent that was tinted with the musky and slightly dog smell of Will. Hannibal was right, the scent of the hospital brought out other people's scent. While Sydnee was nowhere near Hannibal's nose quality, she figured she would have to be nose blind to not smell the sickness in there.
Sydnee walks over, for the most part ignoring the other lady, to read the clipboard on the end of Will's bed.
Reading it carefully, Sydnee slaps her briefcase down on the movable table and clicked it open. After looking for a few seconds for her little flashlight, she strides over to Will in front of the lady, effectively breaking her hold on Will.
Pulling his eyelid up she looked into his blank eyes. She felt his fever by touching the back of her hand to his forehead. She guessed it was somewhere above the one hundred mark. Combined with the seizure and the hallucinations, she was sure of his diagnosis.
"It's Encephalitis." Sydnee says clicking the flashlight off. Jade looked up at her worried for a second before setting her eyes on the lady in the chair on the other side of Will.
"Who are you?" She asks. Sydnee rolls her eyes. How scatter-brained Jade could become when Will wasn't there.
"No, don't worry Jade, he'll be fine. It can be helped by the use of corticosteroids. Which will help with the virus. "
The lady in the chair is staring at Jade again. "My name is Dr. Alana Bloom. And you are?" Sydnee's inner mind perked up. She worked at the Quantico school with Will.
Jade looks down at Will, sniffling a bit. "I'm Jade. Jade Graham." Jade's eyes are soft as she stares down at her love. Will is Jade's everything. You can see it on her face. She is Will's one true love.
Alana looks surprised. Will would never have mentioned his marriage to her, let alone anyone.
"He's married?" Dr. Bloom says a little bit surprised. Jade and Sydnee share and eye roll. Typical Will. Being away from him a long while, especially when people come over really adds to Will's "antisocial" behavior.
"That would account much for the ring on his finger. Or were you too busy ogling him to notice?" Sydnee snaps impatiently. She strides back to Will's clipboard. She mutters something about Will needing a new therapist.
Hannibal must have known. I know he does. But if he does, how does the hospital not know? Sydnee thinks. Her eyes are desperately looking for his official diagnosis. He hid it. And Sydnee wants to know why.
Alana's eyes slid to Will's left hand. Her startled eyes tell Sydnee that she never noticed the ring at all. It's just a simple gold band. His famous words "this is my design" scrawled on the inside of his and Jade's rings.
"From this moment forward, only family will be allowed in here to see Will; I'm sorry but you're going to have to leave." Sydnee says. She slaps the Clipboard down loudly and begins a fevered pace. Her heels click against the tile floor.
Jade curls up under Will's blanket wrapping her arms around his fevered body. Her green eyes are misty again. She already missed him so much, but to have to come early from their business trip to him comatose, made her miss him all the more.
Alana rises. She looks torn. "I'm sorry…but I kissed Will."
Jade looks up. She doesn't look surprised. Will is the scruffy, cute boy all the girls want. He attracts all kinds of females. There is no one else for him but Jade. She balances him and eases his psyche when he needs it.
"It doesn't surprise me. Though, if I were you, I wouldn't do it again." Jade says. Her voice could freeze hell over and then some.
Sydnee smiles indulgently to herself. Such a good Jade. If there was anything Sydnee had taught her, it was to take claim. What's hers is hers. Show it, take it.
Alana leaves the room, much to everyone's relief.
"That's it. Will is not going to be Hannibal's project anymore. I'm having transferred over to my office. He needs someone who won't enjoy making him feel like crap." Sydnee says to Jade, quietly. She closes the door to Will's room and takes a seat in the seat Dr. Bloom vacated.
Jade doesn't say anything but only slips her arms around Will's torso and clings to him like the lifeline he is.
