The Second Key
By Be Boring
Chapter 18: Strange Omens
Max's sharp eyes darted over the crowd as she ran back up the stairs to the platform where she could see more. Where could Logan have gone? He certainly wasn't in good enough shape to go anywhere under his own steam. That was her fault too. If only she had looked to see who was tapping her shoulder before she punched him, it wasn't like he had tapped her threateningly.
It was impossible to see anything in the scene of chaos before her. The fight was never-ending between the Familiars and transgenics. There were even some ordinaries out there, but Max was willing to bet they wouldn't last long. She was still shaking from head to toe when she was tapped on the shoulder yet again. This time she didn't throw a punch right away.
"Alec?"
His bold eyes immediately looked concerned when he saw her face. "What's wrong?"
"I can't find Logan anywhere! I hit him when I didn't know who he was and the virus took over again! I only went to get a syringe, I figured he could get another transfusion from another transgenic, but when I came back he was gone!"
"Is there a chance that he got up and left on his own, maybe to get out of harm's way?"
She shook her head fiercely. "No, he wasn't nearly strong enough to walk out on his own."
"He could have always asked another transgenic he knew for help, did you ever consider that?"
"Oh come on, Logan has too much pride for that. He wouldn't just ask some transgenic, not even Joshua, if they could carry him out of here."
He rubbed her arm gently. "Don't worry, I'll help you find him. Why don't you go check outside the fight and I'll look around in this mess?"
She sighed and nodded, wrapping her arms around herself and hugging herself close. "Okay, I just hope he's okay." She pulled the vial of blood out of her pocket. "We might have finally found a way to be together."
Kay couldn't believe it. It just didn't seem real, but there were too many strange things for it not to be real. Although she could still recognize him, he had changed greatly. The left side of his face still looked normal, but the right side's skin was strangely scar-like. It didn't look like normal skin. His right eye also had a strange film over it, he probably couldn't see out of it clearly. His body was much thinner than it used to be, and not in a healthy way either. It looked like his muscles had practically wasted away, that was probably why he was sitting now.
"Ben? Is that you?" Kay forced her aching body up into a sitting position. Ignoring the sharp pains in her gut, she focused her attention on him.
A strange smile covered his face, making it look rather grotesque. "Is it that hard for you to recognize me, or did you simply forget about me?"
She shuddered at his voice, it held a deadened ring to it that seemed strangely familiar. "Of course I didn't forget about you! What in the world could make me?"
His eyes flashed to the puddle of blood on the floor that was the only evidence that Thula had even been in the room. "I can come up with a few things."
"How much do you know?" she asked weakly. It wasn't like she needed to ask, she could see by the look on his face that he knew everything.
"I don't know if the information I have is everything that's happened, but it's some of it. I heard that you slept with White, not to mention caused hell for Max when you took half the transgenics out of Terminal City. I even saw on the news that you befriended the X2s. That disturbed me almost more than everything else. As much as your other actions have proved my childhood beliefs about you correct, that was the final straw. As far as I'm concerned, you've been on the side of the enemy the entire time I've known you."
"That's not true! That was the first time I'd come across the X2s since we were kids. About the other transgenics, they were already planning to escape, I just helped out after they came up with a plan. As for White, that was a disgusting mistake that I pushed from my mind right after it happened."
Ben's smile grew even colder. "You make it all seem so easy. You had an explanation ready for everything, explanations that might make a normal man forgive you. Still, as you know, I'm no normal man and I have no intention of forgiving you. You have no idea what I went through. I kept your image in my head just so I could survive, then I found out that everything I'd ever believed about you was a lie. You have no idea how quickly that changes a person's heart."
Kay could feel her heart slowly sinking. Every pain in her body dulled to a throb as the words he was saying made their impact. "What happened to you? I thought you were dead."
"What happened to me? Hell, that's what happened. I never died, no matter how much it may have looked like it. White had good aim, I'll give him that, but it was just slightly off. My body, just like every X5's, is made to survive under the toughest circumstances. What the bullet actually did was it blew off the right half of my skull, but missed my brain. My body went into immediate lockdown, everything slowed down almost to a stop. If you had taken a closer look at me before you left, you would have noticed I was still breathing. You know, I don't think the thought that anyone else in that building was alive ever occurred to you, when it should have been obvious. After shooting most of the Familiars coming through the window, the Skeptic found me. He dragged me out before the explosion, I even saw Zack looking for you afterwards.
"I got to know a lot about the Skeptic when he was taking care of me. For one thing, his name is Chris. He took me to a house here in Seattle and got me to a hospital. They put a metal plate over the exposed part of my head and didn't let the skin grow back until my bone did. I guess I should be thankful to Manticore for giving us that ability, but later I wound up wishing I could have died. Growing bone isn't exactly painless, I had seizures almost nonstop for the first week. After that the pain eased off a bit, but I wasn't allowed to get up for anything, I needed total bed rest. It wasn't until about a week ago that they removed the metal plate and let my skin grow back. That's why it doesn't look just right at the moment. It also temporarily blinded my right eye, but that'll recover soon.
"You were the only thing I ever thought about during those weeks. As my body was going to waste, I thought of you. During every seizure when Chris was out working and I didn't have anyone to sit by me, I imagined you were sitting right next to me. After a while, you were pretty much the only thing on my mind, so Chris decided to help me. He said he would try and see if he could get into Terminal City and ask about you, but he wound up seeing you before anyone else. He saw you in a house with Sandeman, and he was about to go in and talk to you when Zack came to see you. Chris listened to every word of that conversation and shared every last detail with me. According to what he heard, you had been kidnapped by White and slept with him. After hearing that, he came back and told me, pretty much figuring I wouldn't want anything more to do with you. He was dead wrong.
"I asked him to keep an eye on you full time. He saw Zack throw you down with White when you were in heat, he saw you meet with that Familiar Sate, and he even watched the entire escape. This all came as a shock to me, but I still somehow loved you up until the point when I saw you on TV talking to the X2s. That as good as destroyed everything I ever felt for you. Wait, I take that back. It brought back how I felt when I first met you again all those months ago. I wished I could tear you limb from limb for everything you'd done to my family."
Kay couldn't listen to this. She couldn't believe Ben would say these things to her, even after what she'd done. She knew that her actions hurt him, but it couldn't have ruined everything, could it? "Ben, I used the X2s, that's all. I'd heard about the attacks they were making on Familiars and realized that they were heading in the direction of the Seattle Times Building. I took Sate there because I knew they would realize what he was and attack him. I only spoke to them to keep them from attacking me."
Now Ben's eyes made him look dangerous, even in spite of the film over the right one. "That's a flat out lie, and you know it. They're here tonight, I saw them."
"They're helping the other transgenics fight the Familiars. I don't see why you'd have a problem with that." Kay knew she was bristling against him, becoming defensive, but she couldn't help it. It was like he couldn't understand anything she'd done. She wasn't perfect, he knew that, so why was he pushing this? She had never meant to outright hurt him, she hadn't even thought he was alive, so how could he blame her?
"I don't have a problem with that, I just don't like that you feel the need to hide the fact that you're asking for their help with this. You just told me that you only spoke to them to keep them from attacking you, but you must have spoken to them again later to get them to show up here. That means you knew where to find them."
"Of course I knew where to find them, I'm the one who set up their hiding place!" She was sick of this, there was nothing wrong with the X2s. They were crazy, but their hatred at the moment was focused on the Familiars, which worked perfectly for her.
"So now you're helping them?"
"If you have to know, yes I am helping them. They're useful with helping to stop the cult, why shouldn't I repay them for what they've done for me? It's called common courtesy Ben, look it up."
Ben's fists clenched the sides of his pants. "Don't turn into a bitch around me, Kay, it wouldn't be in your best interest."
Kay normally would have listened to him, but her temper was starting to get the better of her. "Oh really? And what are you going to do Ben, you can't even stand up on your own! I may not be in perfect form right now, but I could certainly take you down if that's what it comes to."
His fists suddenly stopped clenching his pants as he looked her directly in the eyes. "Are you saying it'll come to that?"
Kay rolled her eyes in frustration. "Well I don't know what you want from me, Ben! Do you want me to throw myself on the ground in front of you and beg for forgiveness? Do you want me to apologize endlessly for everything I've done? Newsflash honey, it's not going to happen. You knew me so well once upon a time, what happened? Did you forget that I refuse to let myself be at someone else's mercy or give up my dignity for someone? I'm my own person, I'm not going to turn into some fairytale princess for you. I think that's what you always pictured me as, you never really got to know me. You thought you did, and maybe you were closer than most people, but you never truly knew me. In your mind you turned me into something I wasn't, then it hit you hard when you found out I wasn't anything like your dream girl. God knows you're not the only one to blame, I played along with it for a while, but I don't think I could have lived through it much longer. I wasn't living as myself, I was living as what you wanted me to be. After I thought you were dead, I didn't know what to do with myself. I kept trying to imagine what you would do, but eventually I had to change it back to what I would do. I may not have been happy with my life, but I was in control of myself again and I don't want to go back to being that other mindless person. I like who I am now, and if that doesn't make you happy then I'm sorry you're so damned naive."
Ben sat in silence for a while and Kay couldn't believe what she had said. No matter how much her own words were true, she still loved him. In a very short time he had become her whole life and having him taken away was the worst thing to happen to her at the time. It was also a reawakening. Looking back on the time she had spent with Ben, she realized that a lot of her decisions had been based on what he would do, not what she would have normally chosen to do.
The silence was almost reaching the point where she was wondering if he'd fallen asleep, but then his cold voice cut through the air. "You're apparently not anything like I thought you were. I was foolish to ever fall in love with you. Who knows, maybe the only reason I felt anything for you was because we slept together and I felt responsible for you. I shouldn't have felt like that, you're more than capable of taking care of yourself, even at the expense of others."
"If you really feel that way, it might be best if you leave. I certainly don't want to have to confront you every day knowing that you hate me."
He cocked his head to the side. "Maybe that is best. I have my own life to get back to, that might be better for me than anything else. Chris!"
The Skeptic stepped through the doorway, looking exactly the same as he did the last time she had seen him. He offered a tiny smile in her direction, then he helped Ben to his feet. She watched their slowly retreating backs until they went around the corner, then she curled over and burst into tears, barely feeling the steadily increasing pain in her body.
Ames braced himself against the side of the tall tank that contained the acid. Thula sure as hell was no lightweight when she was alive! His thoughts were his only distraction from what he was feeling. He knew that what he was doing was in the best interest of Ray and himself, but that didn't change how he felt about it. It was almost as bad as when he had killed Wendy. The cult was something he had devoted himself to his entire life, now he was working against it just so he could have his son. Even though he was doing this, there was no guarantee that Kay would even let him know where Ray was, but the chances went up. Besides, Max had been right about one thing, he would never be able to hide with Ray if only the transgenics and Familiars were left.
Thula's body shifted uncomfortably on his shoulder. He was having a hard time keeping his balance with her there. "Even when you're dead you're causing problems for me!" he grumbled as he tried to get himself situated so he could walk straight. He never heard Isaac slip up behind him.
Isaac waited until Ames was moving again, then grabbed him from behind and clutched his head in both hands, ready to snap his neck. That was a big mistake on his part. Ames immediately dropped Thula and grabbed one of the arms holding onto his head, then flipped Isaac straight over his back and onto the ground in front of him. Isaac's ribs were already in bad shape, so that last blow didn't exactly make things great for him.
"Traitor!" he growled. "I heard everything, you're the anti-key when all along you were pretending to help find that family. I want to deal with you myself!"
Ames smirked down at his helpless work partner. "Go ahead and deal with me then." He put a foot on Isaac's chest, effectively holding him down. "Anytime you're ready," he quipped, holding up his wrist and pretending to look at his watch. Isaac gripped the leg holding him down and started to twist. Ames reacted right away, pushing his weight down on that foot and raising himself up onto it so he could kick Isaac in the face. When he was satisfied that Isaac was unconscious, he reached down and snapped his neck. He couldn't have anyone telling the elders about his bloodwork, that would make them come after him. At least if he just went away with Ray they might leave him alone.
Shoving off the lid of the tank of acid, he once again hoisted Thula onto his shoulders. He had to slide his way closer to the acid, otherwise he would have lost his balance and fallen in himself. He certainly wasn't interested in having that happen. He also had to slide Thula's body into the acid slowly, he didn't want it to splatter onto himself. Once he was sure that her body wouldn't be coming back, he left that particular corner of the arena, heading back for the heating room where Kay was.
Max almost tripped over her own feet as she rushed out of the stadium and into the parking lot. It was jam-packed with vehicles, mostly of news crews. The thing that upset her was that Logan could be hidden in any one of them. Well, there was only one way to find out.
After nearly a half hour, Max had broken into almost every van in the parking lot. All she seemed to find was useless equipment and occasionally some ordinaries hiding from the fight. They always screamed when she opened the door, then just sat there quivering until she shut it again. This was driving her insane, Logan could be dead by now. It wasn't until she reached the last van that she came across something odd.
"Petey?"
The eccentric fox-man jumped at the sight of her, then blushed. "I couldn't take the fighting, so I got out. I was seeing some weird stuff in there."
"What kind of weird stuff?"
"That guy with the glasses that you used to be around all the time just went sliding out of there!"
"What do you mean 'went sliding out of there'?"
"Exactly what I said. He was on the ground, not looking too hot, when he just went sliding away on his back. It looked like a magnet was pulling him or something."
Max heard a sob from the somewhere in the van. "Who's in there with you?"
He shrugged. "Just some little girl. She saw the same thing I did, she just freaked out a little more."
Max looked around him and was relieved to see Chelsea sitting in the van. At least the little girl was okay. "Chelsea, what's wrong?"
"I saw the bad man," she whimpered almost too quietly to be heard. Max froze, she couldn't mean Sate, could she? That sure as hell wasn't good.
"Where did he go?"
Chelsea nervously leaned out of the side of the van and pointed off to her left. "He went into that house over there."
Max nodded as she spotted the house. "Okay, I want you to stay here and don't go anywhere, got it?"
The little girl nodded and curled back up inside the van. Max turned her eyes on Petey. "I don't want you leaving her side." Her tone of voice made it clear that he would regret it if he didn't listen to her.
Even though she couldn't hear anything as she approached the house, Max could almost feel that Logan was in there somewhere. "If Sate is in there with Logan, Logan had better be in good condition or Sate will find himself with his face rearranged," she growled menacingly as she stepped up onto the front porch.
The house appeared to be deserted, there was no furniture in any of the rooms and a thick layer of dust was spread over everything. It wasn't until her eyes fell on a track through the dust that she became worried. Something had been dragged through here recently, and it very easily could have been Logan.
A sound from upstairs caught her attention. Moving as stealthily as possible, she made her way up the creaking stairs. Suddenly, her leg went straight through one.
"Shit!" she snapped silently. Even an ordinary would have heard that easily enough, so Sate wouldn't have any trouble. After a moment of staying perfectly still, Max heard footsteps headed in her direction. Well, she still could surprise him a little.
Sate's tall frame came around the corner only to be thrown back against the wall by Max's leg. She smiled in satisfaction when he moved away from the wall and she saw that he had left an indent. She started to move forward again, but found herself being pushed down the stairs. It seemed like the air had gone cold around her suddenly, and that was when she realized that Sate was only looking at her, not touching her physically. Great, here goes that damn mind thing again.
Max dug both heels into the ground and grabbed hold of the banister. It was about to break under her fingers, but she still held on. Eventually, Sate started coming down the stairs on his own to finish her off. She held on until the very last possible moment, then when he grabbed her and was about to throw her down the stairs, she clutched his arms and threw her weight backwards. They both went tumbling down the stairs, but she noticed that Sate seemed to get the worst of the ride. He wasn't in the best shape.
When they hit the floor, Max was the first to get back to her feet. Taking advantage of the time she had, she lunged up the stairs. She heard Sate get to his feet behind her and she knew she would have to make it up before he could start moving her with his eyes again. Rather, his one good eye, she had noticed the other one wasn't there anymore.
A strange noise from one of the upstairs bedrooms caught her attention. It sounded like someone breathing harshly, which only equaled Logan in her mind. She wondered how bad he was getting, the only good thing she could hear was that he was breathing. She hoped she could take that as a positive sign. It wasn't until she reached the top of the stairs that Sate got back on his feet and focused his eye on her. Max felt the familiar cold pull on her body and reached for the first thing she could. It was lucky for her that the doorframe on the other side of the hall was sturdy enough so that it didn't crumble apart under the force of Sate's pull. Logan's breathing became even more raspy as Max struggled to hold on. She just hoped this didn't take too long.
Alec was about ready to give up. He had been through the entire crowd several times, but to no avail. The only thing that he kept seeing was the ongoing fight, which was being taped by several other transgenics. He was also starting to get worried about Max, she should have been back from checking the perimeter by now. She wasn't someone to take her time, it shouldn't have taken her so long. He gritted his teeth as his eyes landed on someone who might be able to help him. Oh how the mighty have fallen! Sarcastic thoughts darted through his mind, but he didn't have any other choice.
"Zack?"
Blue eyes greeted him coldly as Zack turned around to face him. "What do you want?"
"Help. Logan disappeared a while ago, Max had touched him and he was sick. We split up to look for him and now I haven't seen her for a while. Did you see her?"
Zack shook his head, he could care less that he had to talk to Alec about this now that he knew his sister was in trouble. "Have you seen Jondy and Brin? They could help us look, it would go a lot faster."
Alec glanced behind Zack and pointed. "Brin's right there, but I haven't seen Jondy."
"Problem solved. What do you guys need?" Jondy asked cheerily from behind him. Her cheery attitude didn't last too long.
Ray flattened himself against the wall of the locker room for at least the twentieth time. He had been hiding here ever since the fight had started, it had become too dangerous to stay in Logan's Aztec anymore. People were running out into the vehicles and hiding, and he just didn't feel safe around a lot of them. This locker room was the only quiet place in the entire area. Occasionally some people went by, that was when he threw himself against the wall. He didn't trust anyone here, he had already heard too many people scream as they died for him to feel comfortable around the people here.
A thought had occurred to him several times while he was hiding away, if all the Phalanxes were here did that mean his father was too? He had seen Thula out front, and he'd spotted Levanna, Maverick, and Isaac later on. The only Phalanx he hadn't seen was Ames.
He had never understood why people kept trying to separate him from his father, why didn't they understand that he wanted to be with him? Everyone seemed to think his father was a bad man, although no one would ever say that to his face it was obviously what they thought. Did they think that he would turn into a bad man too? He didn't see what was wrong with taking your son trick-or-treating each year, or sitting outside the school window on his first day of kindergarten, or even calling in the middle of the night when it's his first sleepover. Those were the things he had learned from his dad, how could people think those made him a bad man?
Ray heard another set of footsteps coming down the hall and turned to flatten himself against the wall once more when he saw who was walking past. Staying near the wall the entire time, he poked his head outside the locker room door and watched his father's retreating back. Maybe he could get what he wanted after all.
Max's fingers were starting to bleed from the splinters they were receiving from the wood in the doorframe. Sate was now slowly moving up the stairs, keeping his eye on her at all times. He had to move slowly, otherwise he would lose his focus and give her a chance to get away. Logan's breathing had steadily been growing worse. Max was pretty sure she knew which room he was in, but she couldn't be positive. The creaks and groans of the old house were starting to confuse her.
Sate clutched the banister tightly as he ascended the stairs. Despite his usual ignorance of pain, his body was in agony at the moment. The combination of the beatings from the X2s and Kay and now his fight with Max was starting to overwhelm him. It took all his energy to keep his eye on Max and go upstairs at the same time. His only problem was that he wasn't prepared for anything else.
Max felt the chill suddenly disappear and her body slumped against the wall with relief. Hearing the loud bangs behind her, she instinctively turned her head to see what she would have to protect herself against next. What she saw nearly terrified her.
One X2 was holding onto Sate's body, the rest were furiously beating on him. They weren't using any real fighting tactics, they were simply trying to cause damage. Chills went down her spine at seeing them in action, this time without a steel door separating them from her. After staring at them in horror for nearly a minute, she pulled herself out of her paralysis and lunged down the hallway towards the room where she was sure she had heard Logan's labored breathing coming from.
Logan was convulsing horribly on the floor of an old office, holding onto the leg of an old desk to try and hold himself still. Max wished so badly that she could hold onto him the way he had held her when she'd had seizures, but he was already so close to death that she wanted to at least give him a chance to get better. If she could just go get another transgenic she might be able to get him another blood transfer. God, I can't wait that long!
The vial suddenly nearly fell out of her pocket onto the floor. She just managed to catch it before it had the chance to shatter. Staring down at it, she made a decision she wished she wasn't forced to make. This was their only chance to be together, but Logan would die if he didn't get something in him. Since it didn't seem likely that he'd be getting a transgenic transfusion, this cure was the next best thing. She dropped onto the floor next to him and pulled the syringe from her pocket, ready to inject the vial of blood into him.
"Max," Logan choked out painfully. "Don't."
"What do you mean don't? Logan, you'll die if we don't get this into you!"
"Sandeman got it, but he's been killed. Once this is gone, we'll never have another shot. I can get another transfusion from a transgenic, but we need to hold onto that."
"How do you expect me to get another transgenic? They're all so wrapped up in that fight that I doubt any of them will come."
"Oh ye of little faith," Alec snapped sarcastically as he pulled himself in through the open window. Max could have kissed him she was so happy to see him. Then she saw Zack, Brin, and Jondy pull themselves through the window behind him.
"What are you all doing here?"
Brin smiled teasingly. "Don't ask questions when good luck comes your way. If you really must know, we ran into a very drunk Petey. Don't ask me where he got the alcohol."
Max hugged both sisters as Alec took the syringe from her and pushed it into his own arm. "It might not go as fast as a normal transfusion, but it'll work."
Max held onto Brin's hands as she watched him anxiously. The only thing she could hope was that Logan lived long enough for them to at least give things a shot.
Kay tried breathing as slowly as possible, trying to calm her body. The pains in her gut wouldn't go away, they felt like they were tearing her in half. She sat in the corner of the room, curled up in a ball and holding her stomach as tightly as possible. Something was seriously wrong, the ominous feeling just wouldn't go away. Even the footsteps coming towards her made her think of Death coming. Great, now you're really cracking up. Next you'll be seeing the Ghost of Christmas Past.
It didn't take her too long to realize that the footsteps weren't in her mind, they were real. Slowly raising her head, she sighed with disgust when she saw that it was Ames.
"Don't you know when you're not wanted?"
"That's when I usually decide I want to stick around," he said softly, almost eerily. She looked up and saw the gun in his hand.
"Great, are you going to shoot me if I don't tell you where Ray is? Sorry to tell ya, but I'll gladly take that bullet. I've never been more ready in my life."
He chuckled as he looked down at her. "Did your big evil sister manage to do some damage? Don't look at me like that, I overheard that conversation you two had. It seems you're more than just the average freak. I hope you die feeling special."
Kay leaned back against the wall and shut her eyes as he raised the gun, she would gladly go now after all that had happened. After all, what did she have left? All her friends hated her deeply, Ben was alive and wanted nothing to do with her, and her life mission was over. Thula was dead and disposed of, so the cult was as good as ruined. There was no need to fight them anymore. She had done everything she needed to, as far as she was concerned it was time to go.
Just as she heard him take a step closer, she heard smaller footsteps suddenly come running in and a soft, warm weight fell upon her. She heard Ames gasp, then her eyes shot open as she heard a small voice.
"Dad, don't do it! I don't want Kay to go!"
She looked down at him, and both her and Ames said the same thing at the same time. "Ray?"
His tiny blue eyes stared up at his father, pleading with him silently. Ames clenched his jaw nervously. "Ray, please move. You shouldn't see this."
"Dad, don't do it! Why do you want to shoot her? Mommy's gone, I don't want Kay to go too!"
Kay could tell those words hit Ames like a rock. He would do almost anything for Ray, but this was almost asking too much. "Ray, for the last time, please go wait outside in the hall. I'll be out in a couple seconds."
Ray laid back against Kay and crossed his arms over his chest, doing an incredible impersonation of his father. "I'm not going."
Ames threw down the gun in frustration. "What do you expect me to do? She's hurt already Ray, I'm doing her a favor."
"I don't remember asking for your help," Kay grumbled in reply. He shot her a foul look and looked back at his son.
"Fine, we'll go right now. Will that work?"
Ray's small head shook fiercely. "No, she needs a doctor."
Ames rolled his eyes. "I'm not getting a doctor for her, no one would treat her anyways. You know what they think of transgenics."
Kay looked up at him, she knew that wasn't true. Still, she didn't want or need his help. She would be fine. "Ray, just go with your da..." The words got cut off as a new wave of pain hit her hard. She only clutched at her stomach for an instant before passing out, it was too much for her.
Ray stood up and refused to budge. "Please Dad, take her to the doctor!"
Ames nearly growled out loud. "Fine, but we're leaving her there." He was sure he knew of a few doctors who would help out. If he remembered correctly, Dr. Shankar at Harbor Lights might help them out. He lifted Kay into his arms and walked out of that room with every intention of leaving her at the hospital, but unfortunately for him things got turned around completely.