Chapter 13
Emily woke with a start; she was in a strange place, with an even stranger woman on the floor. Where was she? What had she done the night before? She threw off the bed sheets and looked at herself. Wait these were not the clothes she remembers putting on. Did someone slip her drugs? No, last that she could recall she was on her motorcycle hightailing it out of the city. But then how did she get here? There were too many questions spinning around in her mind. The woman on the floor stirred and rolled over on her side but remained asleep. Emily sat there silent, and then she scratched her head. It was covered in bandages. What the hell had happened to her? The woman on the floor probably knew. Emily jumped off the bed and shook the woman awake.
The woman awoke slowly, her eyes heavy with sleep. She mumbled at Emily before closing her eyes again. Emily let out a humph and shook her again. The woman woke up a little.
"Sam? What is it sweetie?" The woman asked groggily. Emily thought a moment about her calling her Sam, where did that name come from?
"Uh, who are you?" Emily asked the only intelligent question she could think of. The woman gives her a quizzical look.
"It's me Pyro, I can't believe you forgot so easily. Oh well, what did you need? Did you have a bad dream again?" The woman named Pyro asked, sitting up and yawning. Emily sat back on her heels, trying to figure out what to say next.
"I didn't have a bad dream, and my name isn't Sam." Emily said slowly, almost quietly. She was trying to be cautious in case this woman was some sort of crazy. The woman gave her a very confused look. Pyro seemed wide awake now.
"What do you mean you're name isn't Sam?" Pyro asked, arching an eyebrow. Emily let out a sigh.
"My name is Emily, now I don't know how I got here, or what the hell is going on, or why you are calling me Sam, but I do want to know why I am here." Emily said quickly, trying to take control of the situation. Pyro scratched her head and chewed on her lip, forming an answer in her head.
"Well Sa…I mean Emily, Engineer found you hurt out in the desert. He brought you back to our base to get you fixed up and hopefully find where you belong so that we could try to get you back where you belong." Pyro said as she threw the covers off of her. She was dressed in a set of fire engine red tank top and short shorts. Emily looked at her with a questioning look, as if she doubted her words. "That's why you are all bandaged up." Pyro explained. Emily touched her bandage wrapped around her head again. It was still very tender to the touch. Emily let out a sigh and rubbed her temples. What to do…what to do? She was at a loss. So many questions were spinning around in her mind. She wanted to scream, cry, and hit something all at the same time. She struggled to restrain herself.
"Okay Pyro, can you tell me where I am and how long my wounds are going to take to heal up?" Emily inquired. Pyro shrugged her shoulders.
"I couldn't tell you either way. I boarded a train here a while back. When I got on that train, I didn't really know where it was taking me. The only thing I knew that I was going to make a ton of money where ever I was. About you wounds, Medic would know. I doubt he's awake at this hour. If you don't mind me asking, where were you going when you got hurt? Do you remember? Maybe we can help you get there." Pyro responded thoughtfully. Emily screwed up her face while she thought. Where was she going when she crashed? Everything was starting to get fuzzy. Damn it! She could remember it just a few moments ago. Why was her memory slipping?
"I can't remember!" She cried out in frustration. She curled her hands up into balls and pressed them against her head. This threw Pyro for a loop. Pyro didn't know how to react. The best idea that she had, she reacted upon immediately. Pyro grabbed her communicator and clicked the talk button. There was static on the line as Emily started to sob. Pyro took a deep breath before she spoke.
"This is Pyro, Medic I need you down to my room stat. There is something wrong with Sam." She waited for someone to respond. It only took a few moments for a sleepy Medic to reply to Pyro's plea.
"I vill be dere in a moment." His German accent was thicker when he was sleepy, and was hard for Pyro to understand him. Well that was probably how she sounded with her mask… She wrapped her arm around a wildly sobbing Sam/Emily as she waited for the Medic to arrive.