Disclaimer : I don't own Sailor Moon etc. etc.
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A Stroll Through Your Dream
By Artemis
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PART ONE
Usagi arrived early to the hospital. She had her hair tied
up in a pony tail and she wore casual clothes.
"Nurse Tsukino?" she heard a familiar voice call her.
Usagi turned and saw Michael Haybert. She smiled.
"Hi Mr uh Haybert?" she greeted him nervously.
"Michael's fine," he nodded. "I'll show you to the quarantined
limited access ward. You'll need to get an access card first."
Usagi nodded and followed Michael to a room in a wing of the
hospital she had never seen before. Inside the room, there
was a guardman who nodded to Michael. They walked through
another door and this time it was a smaller room with a cabinet
and a table.
"Right," Michael murmured and took and envelope from the cabinet.
"Here's your access card," he handed it to her. "Don't lose it.
But if you do, just ask me for another one."
Usagi nodded. He asked her to fill in a form. She read it
carefully before signing anything. Michael told her she could
sit down if she wanted to. Usagi sat down and filled in the
form slowly. Michael stood against the wall and watched her.
What Grace had said the day before hadn't been a complete lie,
but he didn't have a crush on Usagi. He just found her a little
attractive as well as thinking she was a good nurse.
"I'm done," Usagi smiled and looked up.
Michael broke free from his gaze and smiled.
"Thanks."
He took the form from her and slipped it into a folder.
"We have to go through quarantine and you'll be given a new
nurses uniform everyday. At the end of each day, you just need
to get changed and then give your uniform to one of the quarantine
staff when you leave. They'll dispose of it," he explained to her.
Usagi nodded.
Inside, everything was sparkling clean and even the air tasted
different. Usagi followed Michael into the quarantine area.
"You go in first, they'll tell you what to do," he smiled.
Usagi nodded and walked through a glass door. She followed
the instructions and changed into the nurse's uniform they
gave her. It fit perfectly. Usagi was impressed. They took
her clothes to clean. Then Usagi walked through another set
of doors and followed procedures. The ward looked like any
other ward in the hospital. There were large windows letting
in soft light and the beds were spaced out in a large room.
"So, this is where you'll be working for four nights and
five days," she heard Michael's voice behind her.
Usagi turned and saw Michael, dressed in a white uniform.
"Great!" Usagi smiled enthusiastically. "Where's Mr Chiba?"
"I'll show him to you," Michael nodded. "Technically I'm
not supposed to be here, but Grace can just grin and bear
it."
"You two don't get along do you?" Usagi asked as they
walked along.
"Well, she's too professional and cold. Even though I'm
rescue operations supervisor, I like to take this less
serious without too much procedure. She's never been involved
in the work, that's why she doesn't understand how
instincts work," Michael shrugged. "But she's not a bad
person. I've met her before out of work and she was
okay."
Usagi nodded. They approached a bed and Michael stopped.
A man probably the same age as Michael lay in the bed,
the only movement being his chest rising and falling
from the even breathing.
"This is your patient, Mamoru Chiba," Michael told Usagi,
looking less cheerful.
Usagi looked at Mamoru. His face had a few grazes and
his left arm was bandaged.
"What's his condition?" she asked.
"The others are doing okay, but Mamoru so far hasn't
woken up from a sort of coma. We think he'll be waking
up sometime today or tonight."
"I see."
"Dr Mizuno said he could probably hear us, but he's
sort of inbetween consciousness and deep sleep."
Usagi nodded. "So what do I do with him?"
"I suppose there's not much you can do now I guess...
You'll have to wait until he's awake. I'll keep you
company if you want."
"Thanks," Usagi smiled. "Maybe you can tell me about
your work?"
"It's a little confidential," Michael grinned. "You know,
NASA government stuff."
Usagi nodded.
"What about you? How come you're a nurse?" Michael asked.
Although, he felt he didn't need to ask. He could already
see why Usagi was a nurse. She was polite, nice and very
patient.
"Well... I just always thought it would be really great
to work at a place where people made miracles happen," she
smiled, a little embarrassed. "It sounds silly I know, but
that's all there is to it. That's why I wanted to be a nurse."
"That's not silly," Michael reassured her. "It sounds cute."
Usagi blushed. Michael seemed amused at Usagi's reaction.
They kept talking, getting to know each other better.
Mamoru lay in his dream, hearing a voice every now and then.
The voice was female, a happy sort of voice that made him
feel pleasant. He wasn't sure if the voice was part of his
dream or not. He didn't even know if he was dreaming or
he was dead or floating unconscious in the ocean. He felt
a pain in his arm. It throbbed. Mamoru could smell blood
all around him. He could taste it in his mouth.
"Oh dear, what happened to you?" he heard a little girl
speaking to him.
Mamoru looked around and saw a little blonde haired girl,
looking at him with a puzzled expression.
"Me?" he asked.
The girl nodded.
"I.. I got hurt.." he murmured. "I don't know.."
"You're hurt?" she asked, worried.
"Who are you?" he asked, confused.
His head started to hurt too.
"My mummy's going to have a baby," the girl beamed happily.
Mamoru was completely confused, but he listened.
"A brother for me," she giggled. "And I'll be a big girl
and look after him!"
She made Mamoru smile a little. He coughed, spluttering blood.
The little girl seemed not to notice all the blood around him.
"Are they roses?" she asked, looking over to something that
Mamoru couldn't see.
"Roses? Where?" he murmured.
He felt dizzy.
"In the vase, silly!" she giggled. "They're so pretty! Are they
yours?"
"I think so..." Mamoru played along with it.
"Did somebody give them to you?"
Mamoru felt like he had heard this all somewhere before, but
he didn't have the strength to remember.
"I think a friend of mine did," he murmured.
"They smell so nice! Just like my mummy!"
"Would you like one?" he offered, even though he couldn't
even see them.
"Really? Can I have one?"
"Sure," Mamoru smiled, then muttered to himself. "Why not?
I can't even see them."
Suddenly, a single rose appeared in her hand. She smiled.
"Thank you!"
"No problems," he shrugged.
"I'll keep this forever! I hope you get better!"
Mamoru watched the little girl turn and run away, her blonde
pigtails bobbing up and down.
"Bye..." Mamoru sighed, then closed his eyes to go to sleep.
But wasn't he already asleep, dreaming? He was confused.
Usagi sat alone next to Mamoru. Michael left earlier, so
she sat there praying. She didn't know who this man was,
but she prayed for him to wake up. She kneeled beside
the bed and rested her elbows on the edge of the bed.
She closed closed her eyes and touched her clasped hands
to her chin.
Mamoru opened his eyes and found himself alive and breathing.
His eyes only opened a little. He heard a female voice whispering.
He looked around and saw a blonde haired girl praying by his
bedside.
"Who are you?" he managed to murmur, his throat was dry and his
lips cracked.
Her eyes flicked open and stared at him.
"I..I'm your nurse! Nurse Tsukino!" she told him, stammering.
Mamoru closed his eyes again because his head hurt.
Usagi saw him close his eyes again and her heart sank, but
she called over a doctor standing nearby. The doctor only came
in time to see Mamoru slip into his coma state again.
"He woke up and fell asleep again? Let's just hope he's actually
only resting," the doctor murmured.
Usagi nodded and watched her patient. She kept her eyes fixed
on him for any other signs.
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END OF PART ONE
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A Stroll Through Your Dream
By Artemis
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PART ONE
Usagi arrived early to the hospital. She had her hair tied
up in a pony tail and she wore casual clothes.
"Nurse Tsukino?" she heard a familiar voice call her.
Usagi turned and saw Michael Haybert. She smiled.
"Hi Mr uh Haybert?" she greeted him nervously.
"Michael's fine," he nodded. "I'll show you to the quarantined
limited access ward. You'll need to get an access card first."
Usagi nodded and followed Michael to a room in a wing of the
hospital she had never seen before. Inside the room, there
was a guardman who nodded to Michael. They walked through
another door and this time it was a smaller room with a cabinet
and a table.
"Right," Michael murmured and took and envelope from the cabinet.
"Here's your access card," he handed it to her. "Don't lose it.
But if you do, just ask me for another one."
Usagi nodded. He asked her to fill in a form. She read it
carefully before signing anything. Michael told her she could
sit down if she wanted to. Usagi sat down and filled in the
form slowly. Michael stood against the wall and watched her.
What Grace had said the day before hadn't been a complete lie,
but he didn't have a crush on Usagi. He just found her a little
attractive as well as thinking she was a good nurse.
"I'm done," Usagi smiled and looked up.
Michael broke free from his gaze and smiled.
"Thanks."
He took the form from her and slipped it into a folder.
"We have to go through quarantine and you'll be given a new
nurses uniform everyday. At the end of each day, you just need
to get changed and then give your uniform to one of the quarantine
staff when you leave. They'll dispose of it," he explained to her.
Usagi nodded.
Inside, everything was sparkling clean and even the air tasted
different. Usagi followed Michael into the quarantine area.
"You go in first, they'll tell you what to do," he smiled.
Usagi nodded and walked through a glass door. She followed
the instructions and changed into the nurse's uniform they
gave her. It fit perfectly. Usagi was impressed. They took
her clothes to clean. Then Usagi walked through another set
of doors and followed procedures. The ward looked like any
other ward in the hospital. There were large windows letting
in soft light and the beds were spaced out in a large room.
"So, this is where you'll be working for four nights and
five days," she heard Michael's voice behind her.
Usagi turned and saw Michael, dressed in a white uniform.
"Great!" Usagi smiled enthusiastically. "Where's Mr Chiba?"
"I'll show him to you," Michael nodded. "Technically I'm
not supposed to be here, but Grace can just grin and bear
it."
"You two don't get along do you?" Usagi asked as they
walked along.
"Well, she's too professional and cold. Even though I'm
rescue operations supervisor, I like to take this less
serious without too much procedure. She's never been involved
in the work, that's why she doesn't understand how
instincts work," Michael shrugged. "But she's not a bad
person. I've met her before out of work and she was
okay."
Usagi nodded. They approached a bed and Michael stopped.
A man probably the same age as Michael lay in the bed,
the only movement being his chest rising and falling
from the even breathing.
"This is your patient, Mamoru Chiba," Michael told Usagi,
looking less cheerful.
Usagi looked at Mamoru. His face had a few grazes and
his left arm was bandaged.
"What's his condition?" she asked.
"The others are doing okay, but Mamoru so far hasn't
woken up from a sort of coma. We think he'll be waking
up sometime today or tonight."
"I see."
"Dr Mizuno said he could probably hear us, but he's
sort of inbetween consciousness and deep sleep."
Usagi nodded. "So what do I do with him?"
"I suppose there's not much you can do now I guess...
You'll have to wait until he's awake. I'll keep you
company if you want."
"Thanks," Usagi smiled. "Maybe you can tell me about
your work?"
"It's a little confidential," Michael grinned. "You know,
NASA government stuff."
Usagi nodded.
"What about you? How come you're a nurse?" Michael asked.
Although, he felt he didn't need to ask. He could already
see why Usagi was a nurse. She was polite, nice and very
patient.
"Well... I just always thought it would be really great
to work at a place where people made miracles happen," she
smiled, a little embarrassed. "It sounds silly I know, but
that's all there is to it. That's why I wanted to be a nurse."
"That's not silly," Michael reassured her. "It sounds cute."
Usagi blushed. Michael seemed amused at Usagi's reaction.
They kept talking, getting to know each other better.
Mamoru lay in his dream, hearing a voice every now and then.
The voice was female, a happy sort of voice that made him
feel pleasant. He wasn't sure if the voice was part of his
dream or not. He didn't even know if he was dreaming or
he was dead or floating unconscious in the ocean. He felt
a pain in his arm. It throbbed. Mamoru could smell blood
all around him. He could taste it in his mouth.
"Oh dear, what happened to you?" he heard a little girl
speaking to him.
Mamoru looked around and saw a little blonde haired girl,
looking at him with a puzzled expression.
"Me?" he asked.
The girl nodded.
"I.. I got hurt.." he murmured. "I don't know.."
"You're hurt?" she asked, worried.
"Who are you?" he asked, confused.
His head started to hurt too.
"My mummy's going to have a baby," the girl beamed happily.
Mamoru was completely confused, but he listened.
"A brother for me," she giggled. "And I'll be a big girl
and look after him!"
She made Mamoru smile a little. He coughed, spluttering blood.
The little girl seemed not to notice all the blood around him.
"Are they roses?" she asked, looking over to something that
Mamoru couldn't see.
"Roses? Where?" he murmured.
He felt dizzy.
"In the vase, silly!" she giggled. "They're so pretty! Are they
yours?"
"I think so..." Mamoru played along with it.
"Did somebody give them to you?"
Mamoru felt like he had heard this all somewhere before, but
he didn't have the strength to remember.
"I think a friend of mine did," he murmured.
"They smell so nice! Just like my mummy!"
"Would you like one?" he offered, even though he couldn't
even see them.
"Really? Can I have one?"
"Sure," Mamoru smiled, then muttered to himself. "Why not?
I can't even see them."
Suddenly, a single rose appeared in her hand. She smiled.
"Thank you!"
"No problems," he shrugged.
"I'll keep this forever! I hope you get better!"
Mamoru watched the little girl turn and run away, her blonde
pigtails bobbing up and down.
"Bye..." Mamoru sighed, then closed his eyes to go to sleep.
But wasn't he already asleep, dreaming? He was confused.
Usagi sat alone next to Mamoru. Michael left earlier, so
she sat there praying. She didn't know who this man was,
but she prayed for him to wake up. She kneeled beside
the bed and rested her elbows on the edge of the bed.
She closed closed her eyes and touched her clasped hands
to her chin.
Mamoru opened his eyes and found himself alive and breathing.
His eyes only opened a little. He heard a female voice whispering.
He looked around and saw a blonde haired girl praying by his
bedside.
"Who are you?" he managed to murmur, his throat was dry and his
lips cracked.
Her eyes flicked open and stared at him.
"I..I'm your nurse! Nurse Tsukino!" she told him, stammering.
Mamoru closed his eyes again because his head hurt.
Usagi saw him close his eyes again and her heart sank, but
she called over a doctor standing nearby. The doctor only came
in time to see Mamoru slip into his coma state again.
"He woke up and fell asleep again? Let's just hope he's actually
only resting," the doctor murmured.
Usagi nodded and watched her patient. She kept her eyes fixed
on him for any other signs.
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END OF PART ONE
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