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Chapter 3
Everyone in the room was silent, acknowledging Scott's sudden outburst-- thinking Fiona was his girlfriend, Jeanne. Fiona just stood there still, not knowing what to say.
"Well babe? How did this miracle come about? How did you heal so quickly?" Scott was waiting for an answer from 'Jeanne'... his question lingering in the silent air.
"I-I..." Fi tried to speak, but she just couldn't. Suddenly she was hit with sudden flashes that pounded in her mind. She quickly hit the ground grabbing her head in pain (A/N: like if anyone ever watches Angel, it's like how Cordelia gets when she gets flashes, I really don't know quite how to explain it). Flashes of the past went by so quickly, but strange as it was... the flashes weren't from her life. There in her mind she saw images of 2 little boys (1 looking about 7, the other looking 5) playing tag with a petite brown haired girl about the same age as the youngest. She then saw them in another flash- mourning the death of what seemed to be a family member. Another flash- this being the longest one- she saw Scott and Jeanne's first kiss. In all these flashes she felt each emotion- the thrill and exhilaration in her pounding heart while playing tag, the depression and sorrow that surfaced when she heard the words "I'm sorry, she passed away," and then... she felt her heart stop. The bliss, the feeling that everything around her was perfect. The feeling where everything bad and evil was shielded from her... no worries, just Heaven. All these emotions in one perfect kiss. Fi felt hands lay on her, trying to pull her up while another pair kept her down trying their best not to move her.
"Fi! Fi, what's happening?!" Annie was so scared. She watched Fi tremble in pain, moaning and screeching at the flashes causing a migraine. "Try not to move her Clu! She might be in some sort of trauma."
"Fi! Baby, Oh no! What's wrong?!" Clu tried to pull her up, but Annie just kept her down. Tyler was dumbfounded, watching the others leap to her side. Scott was so confused, he didn't know what was going on.
Fiona's eyes were clamped shut, but a tear escaped the tiny slits. Her moans grew to silent whimpers- cries of pain... but mostly cries of all the mixed emotions that ran through her veins. Clu held her tightly whispering things in her ear- "I'll stay by your side, I'll never let go," he whispered this over and over. Fiona finally got control of herself and brought her knees to her chest. She tightly wrapped her arms around them and swayed back and forth, crying while Clu hugged her still whispering.
Annie backed away when Clu took Fi to a nearby chair. She turned to Tyler excusing them both from Scott.
"Exactly HOW much does Fiona resemble this 'Jeanne' girl?" Annie's face had a worried expression for her friend, but it was mixed with determination that Tyler could easily indicate.
"W-well," he couldn't help but stutter after the scene that just occurred back in Scott's hospital room. He regained control of his speech and continued on. "She's on this floor too, you can see her if you want but she's covered in burns too. She doesn't look too much like she usually does... but I guess if it helps." Tyler outstretched his arm to the direction of her room in a 'follow me' motion. Annie hesitated, but she stepped ahead and Tyler followed by her side- leading her to the direction of Jeanne's room.
There. Right in a hospital bed the sunlight peaked through a crack from the curtains onto her serine body. So petite and tiny she lay covered in bandages, and of the skin that was visible she was burned all over. Her once olive skin was brown and blood red. Annie shuddered taking in a deep sigh. She stepped forward to the resting body and brushed Jeanne's hair away from her forehead. Annie noticed Jeanne's burnt hair... so beautiful in some parts (at the top), but as you looked down to her tips they were curled up, scorched. Annie felt so terrible as she looked her, so still and peaceful.
"Tyler." she took in a deep sigh before continuing. "How did this happen?" she turned to him anticipating an answer. The response she heard shocked her.
"Jeanne... she was playing a prank on Scott for his birthday. It was little really- she put in trick candles on his cake instead of the real ones. We all had a laugh when Scott couldn't blow them out, but after that we disposed of them in the trash. I thought they were safely unlit so we just went back to the small party. There wasn't very many of us... after we did the candle trick there was only Scott, Jeanne, and me. I remembered I left Scott's gift in my car so I ran down and got it." He took a deep breath and sighed out all the air in his lungs. "Apparently... in the one split second I was gone, the whole apartment was on fire. There was some wrapping paper around and inside the trash can... it just spread like wildfire!" Annie could see the tears well up in his eyes. She pulled up a chair and motioned for him to sit down. Rubbing his eyes frantically, he continued with his story. "I ran in there... I could only find Jeanne... she was so fragile and burnt up- unconscious- so I picked her up and ran outside. By this time there were firemen all around. They took Jeanne and other men ran up to the apartment to find Scott." Tyler put his head in his hands, crying, sobbing uncontrollably. Annie came by his side to console him. His cries turned soft and he began to resume with his story- hardly perceptible, but loud enough for Annie to understand. "Finally... FINALLY after waiting for 10 minutes -10 minutes that seemed like forever- they found him. Worse than Jeanne! WORSE! If only... if only I found him earlier... he would... he'd be okay... he'd be..." He trailed off and burst into more tears.
With that Annie engulfed him in an immense hug, "Shhhh... shhh, it's okay, it's okay." She cradled him in her arms... feeling so guilty bringing this back up in his mind. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you remember. Shhhh... I'm so sorry, shhh."
His cries died down and then he finally stopped. He sniffled and broke Annie's hold. "Thank you... and please, it's not your fault. It's in my mind a lot... I just never let it out till now. Thank you." He gave her a bright- but still sad- smile, and with that Annie grinned back. He wiped his eyes and excused himself to check on Fi and Clu.
"Look Tyler, I have to get to something, sorry. Do you have a phone and a fax machine anywhere around here?" Before he left Annie had to ask for directions. He told her 'down the hall on the left -across from the lounge- the nurses' office.' So with this she followed.
It didn't take her long to find the office. *This sounds too familiar... I just need to check. I need to help, not just for Fi now, but also for Tyler and his family too.* She thought about this while staring at the phone. "Oh crap... her number!" She snapped out of the 'phone-trance' and realized her cell phone had the number she needed. Rummaging through her pockets and purse she finally found her cell and quickly speed dialed her friend.
"H-hello? Phoebe? Hey Girl! It's me, Annie." Annie hadn't talked to Phoebe in a long LONG time. After the photo incident with everyone they phoned and emailed each other constantly for a month, but after that they drifted... phone calls shortened; emails less frequent.
"Hey Annie!! How are you?!" Phoebe squealed on the other end of the phone, so ecstatic hearing Annie's voice again.
"Fine, sorry Pheebs but I really can't talk very long. It's about the camera."
"Oh, well it's okay, what about it?"
"Do you still have the pictures? I know we tore all the negatives, but I just need to know if you've got all the pictures." Lingering in between the phone lines was this dead silence. "Phoebe?"
"Yeah... why? I mean it's been so long."
"Well, I think I have a situation... kind of long, but do you think you could maybe get the stack of photos of everyone Donna took?"
"Well, hold on, Donna put them all away in this cabinet, let me go get them. Anything in specific you want me to look for?" Phoebe was glad to help. She hadn't spoken to Annie for so long so she was happy that the first time she talked to her again she could lend a hand.
"Hmm... Well, yeah actually. Thanks. This girl I'm looking for may have passed by your town and gotten her photo taken. Her name's Jeanne. She has dark brown hair that reaches to the middle of her back and tan skin. Her eyes are brown... well more of an almond color. If you can tell from any picture you find, Jeanne's about 5' 2" and has an average body -not too skinny, but not fat at all. Is that okay?" Annie tried to think of more physical traits, but her mind had been clouded.
"Yeah, give me a sec. I'll go find it." Phoebe rummaged through the cabinet full of old photos. Ten minutes later she came back only to find 5 photos that best fit that description. "I have 5 pics. Is there anything else that you can remember?"
Annie thought long and hard. *Facial marks?* In her mind she scanned a picture of Jeanne on the hospital bed. "Oh! Oh! A beauty mark... it's on a side of her face... umm... the right side. Hmm... That would mean in the picture it would be on the left side. Does that help any?" She was so anxious to see if her presumption was right or wrong.
It seemed like forever for Phoebe to answer. "Yes. One picture of that. What do you want me to do now?"
"Cool, look, do you have a fax around you? 'Cuz if so, please fax that to... umm.." Annie walked over to find the number taped on the fax. "923-266-8334."
"Alright, Well it'll be on its way. I have to go, Mrs. Gilliam invited Donna and me to dinner at her house. I'll send you the copy in 2 minutes." Phoebe was positioning the photo to be faxed.
"Thank you SO much Pheebs! I'll talk to you later okay? Email!"
"Bye Annie." With that they both hung up and Annie awaited the photo.
*Processing* The fax machine was now giving out a black and white picture. Annie ran over to it and looked it over. "Bingo... why hello Ms. Jeanne." She gave a smirk and ran to Scott's hospital room.
TBC....
A/N: So............ you guys like it so far?!?!?!!? Well, cool beans then! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!!! Tell me what you guys think!
Chapter 3
Everyone in the room was silent, acknowledging Scott's sudden outburst-- thinking Fiona was his girlfriend, Jeanne. Fiona just stood there still, not knowing what to say.
"Well babe? How did this miracle come about? How did you heal so quickly?" Scott was waiting for an answer from 'Jeanne'... his question lingering in the silent air.
"I-I..." Fi tried to speak, but she just couldn't. Suddenly she was hit with sudden flashes that pounded in her mind. She quickly hit the ground grabbing her head in pain (A/N: like if anyone ever watches Angel, it's like how Cordelia gets when she gets flashes, I really don't know quite how to explain it). Flashes of the past went by so quickly, but strange as it was... the flashes weren't from her life. There in her mind she saw images of 2 little boys (1 looking about 7, the other looking 5) playing tag with a petite brown haired girl about the same age as the youngest. She then saw them in another flash- mourning the death of what seemed to be a family member. Another flash- this being the longest one- she saw Scott and Jeanne's first kiss. In all these flashes she felt each emotion- the thrill and exhilaration in her pounding heart while playing tag, the depression and sorrow that surfaced when she heard the words "I'm sorry, she passed away," and then... she felt her heart stop. The bliss, the feeling that everything around her was perfect. The feeling where everything bad and evil was shielded from her... no worries, just Heaven. All these emotions in one perfect kiss. Fi felt hands lay on her, trying to pull her up while another pair kept her down trying their best not to move her.
"Fi! Fi, what's happening?!" Annie was so scared. She watched Fi tremble in pain, moaning and screeching at the flashes causing a migraine. "Try not to move her Clu! She might be in some sort of trauma."
"Fi! Baby, Oh no! What's wrong?!" Clu tried to pull her up, but Annie just kept her down. Tyler was dumbfounded, watching the others leap to her side. Scott was so confused, he didn't know what was going on.
Fiona's eyes were clamped shut, but a tear escaped the tiny slits. Her moans grew to silent whimpers- cries of pain... but mostly cries of all the mixed emotions that ran through her veins. Clu held her tightly whispering things in her ear- "I'll stay by your side, I'll never let go," he whispered this over and over. Fiona finally got control of herself and brought her knees to her chest. She tightly wrapped her arms around them and swayed back and forth, crying while Clu hugged her still whispering.
Annie backed away when Clu took Fi to a nearby chair. She turned to Tyler excusing them both from Scott.
"Exactly HOW much does Fiona resemble this 'Jeanne' girl?" Annie's face had a worried expression for her friend, but it was mixed with determination that Tyler could easily indicate.
"W-well," he couldn't help but stutter after the scene that just occurred back in Scott's hospital room. He regained control of his speech and continued on. "She's on this floor too, you can see her if you want but she's covered in burns too. She doesn't look too much like she usually does... but I guess if it helps." Tyler outstretched his arm to the direction of her room in a 'follow me' motion. Annie hesitated, but she stepped ahead and Tyler followed by her side- leading her to the direction of Jeanne's room.
There. Right in a hospital bed the sunlight peaked through a crack from the curtains onto her serine body. So petite and tiny she lay covered in bandages, and of the skin that was visible she was burned all over. Her once olive skin was brown and blood red. Annie shuddered taking in a deep sigh. She stepped forward to the resting body and brushed Jeanne's hair away from her forehead. Annie noticed Jeanne's burnt hair... so beautiful in some parts (at the top), but as you looked down to her tips they were curled up, scorched. Annie felt so terrible as she looked her, so still and peaceful.
"Tyler." she took in a deep sigh before continuing. "How did this happen?" she turned to him anticipating an answer. The response she heard shocked her.
"Jeanne... she was playing a prank on Scott for his birthday. It was little really- she put in trick candles on his cake instead of the real ones. We all had a laugh when Scott couldn't blow them out, but after that we disposed of them in the trash. I thought they were safely unlit so we just went back to the small party. There wasn't very many of us... after we did the candle trick there was only Scott, Jeanne, and me. I remembered I left Scott's gift in my car so I ran down and got it." He took a deep breath and sighed out all the air in his lungs. "Apparently... in the one split second I was gone, the whole apartment was on fire. There was some wrapping paper around and inside the trash can... it just spread like wildfire!" Annie could see the tears well up in his eyes. She pulled up a chair and motioned for him to sit down. Rubbing his eyes frantically, he continued with his story. "I ran in there... I could only find Jeanne... she was so fragile and burnt up- unconscious- so I picked her up and ran outside. By this time there were firemen all around. They took Jeanne and other men ran up to the apartment to find Scott." Tyler put his head in his hands, crying, sobbing uncontrollably. Annie came by his side to console him. His cries turned soft and he began to resume with his story- hardly perceptible, but loud enough for Annie to understand. "Finally... FINALLY after waiting for 10 minutes -10 minutes that seemed like forever- they found him. Worse than Jeanne! WORSE! If only... if only I found him earlier... he would... he'd be okay... he'd be..." He trailed off and burst into more tears.
With that Annie engulfed him in an immense hug, "Shhhh... shhh, it's okay, it's okay." She cradled him in her arms... feeling so guilty bringing this back up in his mind. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you remember. Shhhh... I'm so sorry, shhh."
His cries died down and then he finally stopped. He sniffled and broke Annie's hold. "Thank you... and please, it's not your fault. It's in my mind a lot... I just never let it out till now. Thank you." He gave her a bright- but still sad- smile, and with that Annie grinned back. He wiped his eyes and excused himself to check on Fi and Clu.
"Look Tyler, I have to get to something, sorry. Do you have a phone and a fax machine anywhere around here?" Before he left Annie had to ask for directions. He told her 'down the hall on the left -across from the lounge- the nurses' office.' So with this she followed.
It didn't take her long to find the office. *This sounds too familiar... I just need to check. I need to help, not just for Fi now, but also for Tyler and his family too.* She thought about this while staring at the phone. "Oh crap... her number!" She snapped out of the 'phone-trance' and realized her cell phone had the number she needed. Rummaging through her pockets and purse she finally found her cell and quickly speed dialed her friend.
"H-hello? Phoebe? Hey Girl! It's me, Annie." Annie hadn't talked to Phoebe in a long LONG time. After the photo incident with everyone they phoned and emailed each other constantly for a month, but after that they drifted... phone calls shortened; emails less frequent.
"Hey Annie!! How are you?!" Phoebe squealed on the other end of the phone, so ecstatic hearing Annie's voice again.
"Fine, sorry Pheebs but I really can't talk very long. It's about the camera."
"Oh, well it's okay, what about it?"
"Do you still have the pictures? I know we tore all the negatives, but I just need to know if you've got all the pictures." Lingering in between the phone lines was this dead silence. "Phoebe?"
"Yeah... why? I mean it's been so long."
"Well, I think I have a situation... kind of long, but do you think you could maybe get the stack of photos of everyone Donna took?"
"Well, hold on, Donna put them all away in this cabinet, let me go get them. Anything in specific you want me to look for?" Phoebe was glad to help. She hadn't spoken to Annie for so long so she was happy that the first time she talked to her again she could lend a hand.
"Hmm... Well, yeah actually. Thanks. This girl I'm looking for may have passed by your town and gotten her photo taken. Her name's Jeanne. She has dark brown hair that reaches to the middle of her back and tan skin. Her eyes are brown... well more of an almond color. If you can tell from any picture you find, Jeanne's about 5' 2" and has an average body -not too skinny, but not fat at all. Is that okay?" Annie tried to think of more physical traits, but her mind had been clouded.
"Yeah, give me a sec. I'll go find it." Phoebe rummaged through the cabinet full of old photos. Ten minutes later she came back only to find 5 photos that best fit that description. "I have 5 pics. Is there anything else that you can remember?"
Annie thought long and hard. *Facial marks?* In her mind she scanned a picture of Jeanne on the hospital bed. "Oh! Oh! A beauty mark... it's on a side of her face... umm... the right side. Hmm... That would mean in the picture it would be on the left side. Does that help any?" She was so anxious to see if her presumption was right or wrong.
It seemed like forever for Phoebe to answer. "Yes. One picture of that. What do you want me to do now?"
"Cool, look, do you have a fax around you? 'Cuz if so, please fax that to... umm.." Annie walked over to find the number taped on the fax. "923-266-8334."
"Alright, Well it'll be on its way. I have to go, Mrs. Gilliam invited Donna and me to dinner at her house. I'll send you the copy in 2 minutes." Phoebe was positioning the photo to be faxed.
"Thank you SO much Pheebs! I'll talk to you later okay? Email!"
"Bye Annie." With that they both hung up and Annie awaited the photo.
*Processing* The fax machine was now giving out a black and white picture. Annie ran over to it and looked it over. "Bingo... why hello Ms. Jeanne." She gave a smirk and ran to Scott's hospital room.
TBC....
A/N: So............ you guys like it so far?!?!?!!? Well, cool beans then! REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!!! Tell me what you guys think!