Chapter Four
Outside the Open Window
For the first time in a long time the corridors of Northwestern Memorial Hospital were calm. No agonized screams echo off the walls and not a single blood drop was shed. On this peaceful evening Doctor Evangeline Hart makes her rounds in the recovery ward. She checks on her recent burn victim first to find that he is fast asleep before moving down to her main priority and miracle; Cameron Douglas. After one month in her comatose state and without showing any progress, her chance of living dropped down to two percent. No one expected Cameron to wake up but when they discovered her pregnancy Doctor Hart made it her number one priority to make sure Miss. Dobson would recover and carry her baby to term.
Knock. Knock. Knock. Doctor Hart enters the room assigned to Miss Dobson. "Good evening Cameron, how are we feeling today?" She questions as she closes the door behind her and pulls her dark chocolate waves of hair up into a ponytail.
"I'm just a little tired. It's been a long day." Cameron yawns as she tightens her grip on the envelope she received from Doctor Stevens.
"Yes it has," Evangeline smiles as she reads over Cameron's chart. "Says here your sister took you for a walk in the park and you went to see Doctor Oliver Stevens today. How did that go?"
"It was interesting." Cameron admits while her fingers trace the side of the envelope that is glued closed. She states down at it for a few seconds her emerald eyes watering before deciding on what to do. "Do you want to open this with me?" She questions her voice weak.
"Sure. Sure, but wouldn't you rather open this with your sister?" Hart questions as she takes a seat on the end of the bed.
"No, it's fine. I'd rather open it with you; I don't think she'll mind." Cameron breathes and her hands begin to tremble. "I-I-I-I can't open it... can you do it? Please?" She questions nervously, trying to fight her curiosity. She hands the envelope over to her doctor hiding her face in her hands. "Tell me once it's open."
"Okay..." Evangeline trails off and within a few second the paper is ripped; "Okay it's open." She slides the image back into Cameron's hands. Cameron's eyes are shut tight and she forces herself to open them to view her child to be. The black and white image causes a single tear to travel down her cheeks. She quickly wipes it away before flipping it over.
"It's a girl." Cameron smiles slightly before letting out a yawn.
"Congratulations." Doctor Hart places her hand over Cameron's before returning her attention to her chart. She reads over it quickly with her deep brown eyes before concluding; "Now I want you to get a good night's sleep because we're going to put you through a few tests tomorrow, alright?"
Cameron didn't need to be told twice, she hunched down in her bed pulled the covers up and with the ultra sound picture held tight in her hand she fell asleep.
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"Stop being a kiss ass Kraveki." She jokes with a smile. "Thanks for the cup of Joe; you think you can get started on a paper work on my desk? I'll be back to help in twenty minutes tops. It's the least you could do after wreaking my favorite shirt." The rookie gives off a subtle nod and a grin before turning back to begin his work. Cameron pulls out of her parking space drives off onto the open road. When she comes to a stop at a red light she eyes up the steaming coffee and zealously drains half the liquid from the mug. Ignoring the fact that the flavour is bit off; the coffee is tainted.
She continues to drive through two more lights, through traffic before her vision begins to blur. She runs one of her hands over her face, trying to figure out what is going on when his vehicle is hit from the driver's side, then again from the rear. Her body is tossed like a rag doll in every direction before coming to rest on the deflated air bag. Cameron can hear the loud screams on a woman in the distance and the cries of a child. She tries to lift herself from her seat to attend to the hurt but her body is to week and her attention is draw to the blood dripping down her own forehead."Ah, shit." Her words barley escape her mouth before everything does black.
BANG! Cameron's body jolts away to the sound of a gunshot. She pushes off her thick hospital blankets and places her bare feet on the cold floor. She stands slowly and waits until she is stable before walking over to the open window. The cool Chicago breeze reeking of tobacco caresses her face as she scans the dark street and all seems well. Cameron is about to return to her bed when she sees a dark figure running down the street. With her eyebrows knitted together in confusion she gets closer to the window and is able to make out a tall Caucasian man with strong facial features, a balled head and dressed in a leather jacket and ripped jeans. She watches the man closely until he is out of sight. Cameron crawls into bed slowly her mind full of questions but only comes up with one answer. That man was up to no good and she was going to make sure he was punished for it.
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~Millie