The Way of Seeming
I own nothing. All character's belong to someone with much more money
than me.
Author's note: This is the (hopefully) fully corrected version.
If you find ANY mistakes PLEASE leave me a review saying where.
I was reading this story over and the number of mistakes I found drove me INSANE!
........And now it begins.
Don't forget to review. They make me happy. :)
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Dr. Lewis emerged form the room, slowly shutting the door behind him. He had
been right, the mix of drugs in her system was just now hitting her.
He couldn't contact Jack now. He had to wait until all the paperwork was done.
After that Sydney would be in detox under suicide watch. Once the papers were filed he
wouldn't be able to get her out. She obviously hadn't learned her lesson the first time.
This time, the message would be clearer.
"Is Sydney awake?"
"How is she?"
As he stepped out into the public area of the hospital he was confronted by
Sydney's two panicked friends.
There was no way they were going to accept vague answers at this point. "She's
awake. We're moving her to another room. Once she's settled in you can see her."
The two hugged, tears streaming down the girl's face. The man turned to him.
"Does Jack know?"
Dr. Lewis took a long look at the man. If he was half as gullible as he looked-
"Yes. I just called him. Unfortunately, his work at the factory has delayed him and he
won't be able to be here for a few hours."
Will looked at him for a moment, then smiled. "OK. Thanks."
He took Francie by the arm and led her back to the waiting room. Dr. Lewis
waited until he saw they were seated and then returned to his office.
Francie stared at Will as he sat down next to her. "Something's wrong," he
whispered in her ear.
"What do you mean?"
"He said 'His work at the factory delayed him.' Jack doesn't work at the factory
anymore, he works at the bank remember?"
Francie scrunched up her forehead. "What does that mean?"
Will glanced into the hallway suspiciously as he stood up and moved towards the
phones. "It means he never called Jack. Something's up."
Will quickly walked to the phones as he pulled the card out of his pocket that he
had discovered while trying to keep his hands busy. Jack's cell number.
He shifted from foot to foot impatiently as he waited for someone to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Jack, it's Will. Sydney's awake. And something's wrong."
"What? Does she have amnesia? Or depression? Or nightmares?"
"Did Dr. Lewis call you?"
"What? Of course not. Don't you think I'd be there if he had?"
"He said he had called you, but that your work at the factory had delayed you and
you couldn't get here for a few hours."
There was dead silence on the other end of the line. "I'll be right there. Do
nothing. Do you hear me?"
Will bit his lip as he saw Dr. Lewis emerging from his office. "Yeah. Gotta go.
Bye." He hung up the phone and hurried over to the waiting room.
He took Francie's hand as he sat back down. "He's coming. Everything is going to
be fine."
Review, Review, Review. Fanfiction verses making my hair blue. Help me make the right choice.
I own nothing. All character's belong to someone with much more money
than me.
Author's note: This is the (hopefully) fully corrected version.
If you find ANY mistakes PLEASE leave me a review saying where.
I was reading this story over and the number of mistakes I found drove me INSANE!
........And now it begins.
Don't forget to review. They make me happy. :)
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Dr. Lewis emerged form the room, slowly shutting the door behind him. He had
been right, the mix of drugs in her system was just now hitting her.
He couldn't contact Jack now. He had to wait until all the paperwork was done.
After that Sydney would be in detox under suicide watch. Once the papers were filed he
wouldn't be able to get her out. She obviously hadn't learned her lesson the first time.
This time, the message would be clearer.
"Is Sydney awake?"
"How is she?"
As he stepped out into the public area of the hospital he was confronted by
Sydney's two panicked friends.
There was no way they were going to accept vague answers at this point. "She's
awake. We're moving her to another room. Once she's settled in you can see her."
The two hugged, tears streaming down the girl's face. The man turned to him.
"Does Jack know?"
Dr. Lewis took a long look at the man. If he was half as gullible as he looked-
"Yes. I just called him. Unfortunately, his work at the factory has delayed him and he
won't be able to be here for a few hours."
Will looked at him for a moment, then smiled. "OK. Thanks."
He took Francie by the arm and led her back to the waiting room. Dr. Lewis
waited until he saw they were seated and then returned to his office.
Francie stared at Will as he sat down next to her. "Something's wrong," he
whispered in her ear.
"What do you mean?"
"He said 'His work at the factory delayed him.' Jack doesn't work at the factory
anymore, he works at the bank remember?"
Francie scrunched up her forehead. "What does that mean?"
Will glanced into the hallway suspiciously as he stood up and moved towards the
phones. "It means he never called Jack. Something's up."
Will quickly walked to the phones as he pulled the card out of his pocket that he
had discovered while trying to keep his hands busy. Jack's cell number.
He shifted from foot to foot impatiently as he waited for someone to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Jack, it's Will. Sydney's awake. And something's wrong."
"What? Does she have amnesia? Or depression? Or nightmares?"
"Did Dr. Lewis call you?"
"What? Of course not. Don't you think I'd be there if he had?"
"He said he had called you, but that your work at the factory had delayed you and
you couldn't get here for a few hours."
There was dead silence on the other end of the line. "I'll be right there. Do
nothing. Do you hear me?"
Will bit his lip as he saw Dr. Lewis emerging from his office. "Yeah. Gotta go.
Bye." He hung up the phone and hurried over to the waiting room.
He took Francie's hand as he sat back down. "He's coming. Everything is going to
be fine."
Review, Review, Review. Fanfiction verses making my hair blue. Help me make the right choice.