Chapter 6: A Waking…What…? (Part Two)
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A/N: Sorry it took me so long!! I hope it won't happen again!
Enjoy!!
Elliot sat at his desk going over the Maitland case. This girl was really getting to him. She was only 16 years old, but she seems like she's been through so much. More than she should have at her age. He knew that a lot of teenagers were in gangs, and that Sam's case wasn't unusual. What really struck him as odd was how hard she had fought, and is still fighting, to get out of it.
She looks like such a fragile girl…but, Elliot knows more than anyone that looks can be deceiving.
He glanced at Olivia and felt his expression immediately soften. Maybe, sometimes, looks can be all too true.
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The voice ripped through Sam again. "How are you feeling? Any better?"
Sam opened her eyes again, this time more slowly so as to avoid the blinding flash of light and looked around for the owner of the voice. Her eyes met bright green and her body tensed. Remembering what happened when she met Max before she shrank away from him.
"Whoa, whoa. It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. Remember? I'm Max. Max Cordell?"
"You…you did this." It wasn't a question.
"What? No…no, ma'am! You had a seizure. You don't remember?" Realization dawned on him. "What do you think happened to you?"
"You…you turned…into something." Sam shook her head, trying to clear it. "You attacked me." She remembered the eyes…the clear green that turned black. And the fangs…
"No, Miss Maitland. I told you I wasn't a doctor and then you screamed and began seizing. I called for the doctors, but by the time they came you had already passed out. They put you back on oxygen and strapped you down…in case it happened again."
"Seizure?" Yes, she remembered flailing about, but that was because he tried to kill her…right? 'It must have been a hallucination!' Sam realized with sudden clarity. "Oh, Max…oh no. I'm sorry. I didn't mean…"
"Don't worry about it." Max said with easy nonchalance, though his eyes showed he was still concerned. "You gave me quite a scare, but I'll survive."
"I'm sorry." She felt her face heating with an embarrassed flush. 'I bet I looked just about when I had that seizure. All rigid and drooly.' 'Shut up!' She immediately countered her thoughts. It doesn't matter what he thought. He was probably well over 20 if he was working here.
"Hey, you okay? You're not seizing again, are you?" Max looked wary.
"No. Sorry. It's just…when you said you weren't a doctor…I sort of freaked. I don't know if you know why I'm here--,"
"I was briefed on the situation. It's my turn to apologize. I'm not a doctor…technically." At her questioning stare he explained. "My dad is the Chief of Medicine here. He's letting me do an internship even though I'm only 17."
Sam's heart skipped a beat.
Seventeen, huh? Well then.
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"Hey, El, I'm gonna make a coffee run. Want to come with?" Olivia called over her shoulder as she grabbed her coat.
"Sure." Elliot replied closing the Maitland file and standing up.
"Okay. I got your coat. You driving?"
"Of course."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Olivia asked jokingly.
"Only that I am here to serve you." Elliot replied raising his eyebrow and taking his coat from her.
"Good answer." Olivia smiled and followed him down to the car.
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Munch and Fin watched this little exchange from their desks, which Munch had taken to calling The Conspiracy Corner because that's the only thing he and Fin seem to do here.
"Was that normal?" Fin asked looking at Munch quizzically.
"Define normal." Munch shot back.
"For them." Fin gestured at the place where Elliot and Olivia had just been. "Do they always act like that?"
"Well, they used to. Up until three or four years ago, maybe." Munch replied.
"Hmm. And then when Olivia went on that undercover thing…well, that didn't make their partnership or friendship any better."
"True dat." Munch said. Fin looked at him, lips pursed and eyebrow raised. "What? I can be hip."
"You're more likely to break yours." Fin muttered. "Damn…where's my pen…?"
"Haha. You're so funny. Here." Munch threw a pen at Fin. "From me to you. Sincerely."
"Gee." Fin sighed, laughing to himself. His partner was a handful.
TBC
Sorry again for the delay!
