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Chapter 4

Olivia lay staring around her room. It was dark, the whole ward was in darkness, not a big surprise, it was almost 4 in the morning.

Deciding that she didn't want to stay in her room anymore she threw the blankets back and got up. As her feet touched the cold tiled floor a shiver was sent straight along her spine. Ignoring it she walked over to the door. She opened it up and looked out. The corridor was dimly lit and it was silent. She checked both ways, there seemed to be no one about.

Which is exactly why she almost screamed when a hand grabbed her shoulder. She spun round and was looking at the sour faced head nurse. "You should be in your bed, resting." she warned Olivia sternly.

"I…I couldn't sleep." she said to the woman.

The nurse was probably in her early fifties, but she looked a lot older. Crows feet prominent and wrinkles consumed her entire forehead. She looked bitter, like she was in totally the wrong job.

"Get back in your bed." the nurse said sternly, stepping forward and grabbing her arm, pinching it with her claw like hands as she guided her back over to the bed. "I'll get another nurse to come in and bring you some pain meds."

"I'm not in pain." Olivia said as she got into the bed and had the nurse cover her over with the blankets again.

"Then I'll send someone in to give you something to help you sleep." the nurse said.

"I don't want anything like that." Olivia argued.

"If you don't get rested up properly then your body won't be able to heal. Trust me, whether you like it or not it's the best thing for you. The more rest you get the quicker you'll get better which means the quicker you'll get out of here." the nurse promised.

Knowing she had no other choice, Olivia unwilling gave in. "Fine. I'll take a little something to help me sleep, but please, nothing too strong."

"Someone will be in in a minute." the nurse said before she walked out.

Olivia was left alone, but only for minutes before another nurse walked in. The nurse continued to give Olivia a small paper cup filled with pills. She had tried to tell the nurse that she didn't want too much to help her sleep. But the nurse had just nodded, clearly ignoring her and had instead pushed the cup up to Olivia's mouth. Reluctantly she took it.

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It was hours later when Olivia walked out of her hospital room. She was heading for the toilet. Something felt off with her, something felt wrong. She pushed the toilet door open and walked in, only stopping when she heard crying.

"Hello." she called out suddenly forgetting her own thoughts, "Is everything okay?"

"I'm fine." a woman shouted from in one of the stalls.

"Can I get a doctor for you?" Olivia called back.

She was shocked when the cubicle door opened and a woman almost ran out. "No. Please don't tell them I'm in here." the woman begged as she grabbed hold of Olivia's wrist. Her face was tear stained and her eyes were red and puffy.

Olivia was shocked to realize the woman's gown was covered in blood. "Oh my god, you're bleeding."

"It's my arm." the woman said crying. "Please don't tell the nurses or doctors. Just help me try to clean it up." she asked.

Olivia was reluctant but the obvious fear that the woman showed scared her. "Okay." she said. "Sit up on here." she told the woman, tapping the top of the counter.

The woman did. "Alison." she said, "My name's Alison."

"I'm Olivia." Olivia said as she began removing the blood soaked tissues Alison had tried to use.

Five minutes later and Olivia had all the blood cleaned up. The wound still bled a little but what worried her more was the obvious infection. "You need antibiotics for this. I'm no doctor but this is definitely infected.

"I need to get out of this hospital. My father won't allow it yet. He controls everything I do. He's made sure I can't discharge myself and Dr Bauer just backs everything he says."

"I'm sure there's someone else you can speak to if you want to get out."

"I don't have much choice. Whilst I'm here I'm under the watch of a psychiatrist."

Olivia looked at her confused. Then she looked back at Alison's arm and for the first time she noticed all the scars, now evident with the blood gone.

"I cut my own wrist, so I can't go yet. It's here or the psych ward. I don't know which is worst." Alison said.

Thinking of her own suspicions about this place, Olivia decided to question Alison, "Why don't you like it here, I mean besides the obvious. I've always hated hospitals too."

"I don't hate hospitals…but here…something happens. I've been here for weeks and just as I start getting better, feeling better my arm becomes infected, and suddenly I'm not getting better anymore. Everyday I feel myself getting worse. Weaker and weaker. I'm not the first, just last week another woman who was getting better came down with septicaemia and she died."

Olivia looked at her, wanting to hear more.

"How many times have you woke up, feeling like….like you'd just spent the night having sex with your boyfriend?" Alison asked her. "Felt like your breasts had been used as stress balls?"

Olivia fought back tears that threatened to form. She knew exactly what Alison was talking about. "I have to go." she said, rushing out.

She had just made it through the door when Alison grabbed her arm, stopping her on the spot. Olivia turned to face her. Alison's fear was plastered on her face. "Please, meet me here tomorrow night, the same time." Alison said.

Olivia looked at her, unsure.

"Please…" Alison begged.

"Okay." Olivia agreed. She smiled at Alison who eventually smiled back. Olivia then turned and walked away, back towards her room. On the way thinking about Alison's words. Her evident fear.

She got to her room and was about to walk in when she heard a door just a little further down the corridor open. She stood and watched as Dr Bauer walked out. He froze for a moment when he saw her.

"Detective Benson, you shouldn't be out of your room. Get back in bed please. You need to rest your body." he said walking up to her.

"Yeah, that's what I've been told." she said looking him. Her eyes searching his face for answers she knew she wouldn't get.

She stepped into her room and shut the door behind herself. She went back over to her bed and climbed in.

Dr Bauer was stood outside his room. He caught the arm of the nurse as she walked past him. "Can you make sure that Detective Benson gets some more sleeping tablets. Her body is never gonna heal at this rate. Not if she's running around the hospital like this." he said looking at the door keeping him out of her room.

"Yes Dr." the nurse said as she rushed off to go to do as he had told her.

Dr Bauer just took a minute to think, a minute to stare at Olivia's hospital room door. "Damn-it." he muttered to himself as he pushed himself off the wall and walked away, he suddenly guessed something was wrong, very wrong with his nightly routine.

TBC

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