Jay and Kay entered the waiting room and drifted over to a seat where they could watch the doors to the treatment room.
"Her heart started beating again. That has to be a good sign? Right?" Jay asked his partner.
"Maybe," Kay muttered. What was really worrying him at the moment was what had caused Elle's heart to stop, the bites or the antivenin. If she was allergic to the antivenin, her chances of survival were poor at best.
Just then the nurse came over and glared at them. "Don't you have paperwork to be filling out?" she demanded.
"Oh, man!" Jay moaned as he glanced down at the forms. "I do not want to do this!" The questions that were on the paperwork pretty much fit into three catagories: things he didn't know or did but wasn't allowed to mention, things he didn't want to mention for fear that a wrong answer would make Elle kill him and things that he absolutely positively did not want to know about Elle.
"Here," he said as he shoved the embarrassing questions at his partner. "You take a shot at these! I'm not touching them with a ten foot pole!"
A little bit later, Jay had finished his part of the paperwork, answering such dangerous questions as age and weight with 'I refuse to answer on the grounds she'll kill me if I get it wrong!' If the doctors were so eager to find out Elle's age, they could just take their chances with waking her up and asking her and as for weight, that's what scales were for. He looked over at Kay, who had just finished his part as well by apparently putting down random numbers for the worst few questions.
"One in thirty chance I got it right. Fairly good odds," Kay said as he took the papers from Jay and walked over to the nurse.
"They just moved your friend up to ICU. You can go up now. It's on the third floor." the nurse said as she happily took the paperwork. She didn't know what had taken them so long.
"ICU?" Jay muttered as they headed for the elevator. "She's going to be alright, isn't she? I mean, it was just and ordinary little earth snake. No biggy in our line of work, right?"
"I don't know, Slick," Kay said as they stepped into the elevator. If only she wasn't allergic to the antivenin. Then maybe she would have a chance.