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.
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I was reading this story over and the number of mistakes I found drove me INSANE!





........And now it begins.





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Jack strode in through the hospital doors, a determined look on his normally



emotionless face. He saw Dr. Lewis talking amiably to one of the nurses at the front desk.



He spun him around, grabbed him by the collar of his lab coat, and slammed him against



the nearest wall.





"Jack, What the hell are you doing?!"





"I came to see my daughter, in a NORMAL hospital room, with no white padded



walls or mandatory security cameras."




Dr. Lewis blanched at the look in his eyes, but calmed as he saw security guards



entering the room from every door. He cleared his throat and said in a clear and normal



voice, "Your daughter tried to kill herself with an overdose of at least four injectable



narcotics. I can not simply allow her to remain unguarded as the psychological evaluation



indicated that given her past record she is likely to try to kill herself again if left to her



own devices."




Will pushes through the crowd growing around the two men, ignoring the glares



from the security guards. "You mean Sydney beat herself up, broke three of her own ribs,



and then injected two needles into the back of her neck? Wow, I mean even you have to



admit that's pretty amazing for a banker. But then, I bet she does Yoga. Don't you



think?"




Dr. Lewis was beginning to look nervous. "Well, I.I."




Jack let go of him and stepped back, his usual emotionless mask slipping back



into place. "And I'm sure you'll have plenty of evidence for the suit I'll file against you



for taking action against an unconscious patient without notifying or consulting her next of



kin. And of course you'll be able to explain how you performed a psychological examination


on someone who has yet to regain consciousness. "




Dr. Lewis blanched.




Jack saw this and allowed a small smile to grace his lips. "I believe you were



saying something about transferring Sydney to another room."




He cleared his throat. "Yes," he said bitterly. He turned to the nurse, "Make the



necessary adjustments to Miss Bristow's file." The nurse nodded and started typing on



her computer.




The security guards broke up the crowd and Will, Francie, and Jack were left



alone in the room with Dr. Lewis and the otherwise occupied nurse.




Jack leaned over to him and whispered, "You try something like that again and



they'll never find your body."




Dr. Lewis nodded and walked back into the hospital towards his office.




"Mr. Bristow?"




Jack turned around to see the nurse beckoning to him. He walked over with



Francie and Will close behind him whispering to each other. "Yes?"




The nurse smiled. "Sydney was in the process of being moved to another room



already, so I put in a call and changed the room. She's getting settled right now, so you



three can head up and see her right away."




Jack smiled as he got the room number from the nurse and headed to the



elevators.







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