This chapter runs parallel to "Snow, just what everybody wants." This P.O.V
is from different characters throughout the day.
Disclaimer: I only own a 827lb. cow and clothes...not CJ unfortunately...dang. This is considered PG-13 because there's some swearing and a little drinking...
~~LILY~~ I feel so bad for Nigel. He looks horrible. He's been here for two days, rarely sleeping. I only saw him asleep last night when I left. He's just been waiting for Jordan to show. He seems different since it happened. When he got that call from Max he freaked. I mean...he was CRYING. I've never seen him cry before. Ever.
"Lily - I need you to tell Nigel to come in my office." Garret spoke, his voice obviously tired. "Tell him I need to speak to him."
I looked up nervously. "What about, Dr. Macy?" Why did Garret want to talk to Nigel? Then I realized: it had to be about Jordan.
"I just want to talk to him alright?" He stared at me over his glasses.
He seemed really stressed out. I nodded, then walked out into the hall. I peeked my head into Nigel's office. He was sitting at his desk, staring blankly off into space. I could tell he needed sleep.
"Nigel, Dr. Macy would like to see you in his office." He glanced up, then grinned.
"Hey Love!" He spoke with that gorgeous British accent of his: "To what do I owe the honor of meeting with the almighty Doc.?" He was in a good mood. (At least he seemed that way.) He looked a little ragged around the edges. As he walked out of the room, I wished him luck. He replied in a typical Nigel-ism. "Luck? I don't need luck Love...I need a miracle now." I play smacked him, then watch as he walked down the hall.
-----Later that same day, still Lily-----
Nigel just left for his lunch break. He was acting all weirded out...(I bet Garret pissed him off or something. The elevator doors opened and Jordan stepped into the building. (Geez...she seems different...) She wandered up to the desk. I smiled "Welcome back Jordan."
"Hey Lily. It's good to be back. Got any messages for me?" She seemed to be back to her old self. I dug up some slips and papers for her. I handed her the stack, she nodded and mouthed a 'thank you' then left. (Nigel...he wanted to talk to her...call him.) I picked up the phone and dialed his cell. No answer. I paged him, no answer. I paged him with an "urgent call". No answer. (Maybe his phone is just dead...)
-----Same time...but now it's Nigel's turn...-----
(Damn phone! Who the hell need me NOW?!) I glanced at my phone, then turned it off. I continued my walk away from the cemetery at a quick pace. (Damn...I wish I had something to drink!) I realized that I hadn't been to my apartment for two days, so I went.
I walked in the door, threw my jacket down on the counter and looked at the mail piled all over the floor. I picked it up and sorted though it (Bills...magazine...letters...) There was one from my mum back in England. I tore it open, and slowly walked over to the fridge while reading. I was confronted with a menagerie of leftovers peering out at me. I pulled out a beer, cracked it open and took a drink. I kept reading. The letter was full of the same things it always was...how the family was doing...how I never write them...how much they miss me...same old-same old. The phone rang. I put down the letter, took another drink and answered it.
"Hello?" "Hey Nigel it's Lily." "Oh hey Love...how did you get my home number?" "I looked it up. Look, I know you wanted to talk to Jordan...and she's here now." I sighed at the thought. "Macy won't let me talk to her now...she's going through too much stress as it is. "But Nigel...she'll tell you that it wasn't your fault."
"But it is Lily." I took another drink. "It is." I heard her sigh on the other end, and I could picture her face. (Dammit you fool! Get your ass over to the office right now!) I knew I couldn't go. If I went I would talk to her. I was sure of it. "Well, Nigel, if you're gonna be like that - fine. You're just being stupid and illogical." I was actually shocked she said THAT. It was true, that was how I really was being. It just took her to show me. I muttered a goodbye, hung up, and downed the remainder of the beer. I glared at the phone for a good 10 minutes, then ripped the cord out of the back of it. (Didn't need that anyways...) I turned and walked into my bedroom. I switched the radio on, kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt, and slid into bed, still wearing half my scrubs. I was asleep within minutes. (Pure Bliss...sleeping in a bed...thank you God...)
-----Back at the office.... Lily again-----
("Why did I say that to him?") Nigel had sounded weird...a little too weird, even for him. I tried to call him back, but his phone was "disconnected". I began to worry about him. ("What if he does something stupid?") I decided to go talk to Garret...find out what he said to Nigel. I got up, walked down the hall, then knocked on his door. He waved me in, then went back to his phone conversation.
"Yes Mrs. Johnson. We'll have your husband ready for the funeral home to come get him by tomorrow. I'm deeply sorry for your loss. Thank you...goodbye." He hung up, then peered over his glasses at me. "Yes Lily?"
I didn't know how to ask him, so I just did it straight out. "What did you tell Nigel earlier? When you were talking to him?" He looked at me, confused.
"Why? That was confidential."
"I know Dr. Macy...it's just...I think Nigel's..."
His voice softened. "What's wrong Lily? "Did he tell you something?" I nodded. "What did he tell you Lily? Tell me exactly what he said to you." I paused for a minute, then spoke.
"He said you wouldn't let him talk to Jordan...he sounded pretty shook up about it." I glanced up at him nervously.
"Of course he said that. She's going through a bunch of stress right now. She doesn't need him adding on more stress."
"But...Nigel was very depressed sounding...almost scared. And I'm pretty sure he was drinking. I could hear him between sentences." I stared down at the floor. "I just wanted to tell him Jordan was here. But I said some stuff, then he hung up. Now his phone is "disconnected". I'm afraid he's going to do something stupid Garret...I don't want him to hurt himself..."
-----Garret now...same time though.-----
(Dear God.) What the hell was Nigel doing? I mean, here's Lily sitting in my office ready to cry because he gets drunk and disconnects his phone. I don't know how to deal with him sometimes...although he's less maintenance than Jordan...so at least that's positive. "Lily, did he say he was going to do anything stupid?"
"No Dr. Macy...he just said goodbye and hung up. That's why it was weird. There wasn't a Nigel-ism this time."
(Nigel-ism? He gets his own words now?) I thought for a minute, then sighed. "I guess we better take a field trip then. You got his address?" She nodded, and I stood. "Lets go then. We'll take my car." We stood and walked out of the office, past Jordan, who was very confused when she saw us walking out together. (Oh great...now she thinks we're "involved again") I shook my head at her, then hit the elevator button. In the parking lot, we felt the beginnings of a snowstorm blowing into Boston. "Just what we need huh Lily?" She smiled at me, then pointed out that Nigel's truck was still in his spot. (He must have walked to his apartment...in this weather?)
On the way to his apartment, she didn't say a word. Not a word. Which was very weird for Lily. We walked up the steps to his door, and knocked. No answer. I looked at Lily, then tried the knob. It opened. We stepped inside and glanced around. We could hear some music playing from a room in the back, and we glanced down and saw the pile of mail all over the place. I counted two beer bottles, and then I saw the letter from his mom next to the now demolished phone. I pointed to it, and Lily breathed a sigh of relief. We walked towards his bedroom and saw his shoes and his shirt lying in the doorway. I looked at the bed and saw him sleeping. (Thank God...he's sleeping.) Lily walked over to the bed and touched him on the shoulder to try and wake him up. He rolled over, opened his eyes and stared at her. He looked at me, then at her, then threw the blanket over his head.
-----Nigel's P.O.V. after being rudely awakened-----
(What the hell? Why?) I looked up at Lily, and I couldn't talk for a few minutes. I had a headache, and I had been in the middle of a great dream. (Damn it all to hell....) I managed to croak out "Why are you here?" She smiled, and laughed.
"We were worried about you. After we talked on the phone...you scared me." Her voice shook as she spoke.
I sat up in the bed, and touched her face gently. (Her eyes are so beautiful....) I stared at her for what seemed like forever, until Garret broke in.
"What the hell were you thinking Nigel? Do you not know how to control your emotions? You had us all worried sick about you. Jordan doesn't even know...I won't tell her either. Now take the rest of the day off and get over yourself." He turned and walked out of the room. "Come on Lily, we need to get back to the office."
I took one look at her, and I kissed her gently on the cheek. "Go...before he bites your head off Love." She did, and I was left to myself and my thoughts...which sucked.
PLEASE REVIEW THIS NEW CHAPTER PLEASE!!! (I was in a writey mood in case you couldn't tell...)
Disclaimer: I only own a 827lb. cow and clothes...not CJ unfortunately...dang. This is considered PG-13 because there's some swearing and a little drinking...
~~LILY~~ I feel so bad for Nigel. He looks horrible. He's been here for two days, rarely sleeping. I only saw him asleep last night when I left. He's just been waiting for Jordan to show. He seems different since it happened. When he got that call from Max he freaked. I mean...he was CRYING. I've never seen him cry before. Ever.
"Lily - I need you to tell Nigel to come in my office." Garret spoke, his voice obviously tired. "Tell him I need to speak to him."
I looked up nervously. "What about, Dr. Macy?" Why did Garret want to talk to Nigel? Then I realized: it had to be about Jordan.
"I just want to talk to him alright?" He stared at me over his glasses.
He seemed really stressed out. I nodded, then walked out into the hall. I peeked my head into Nigel's office. He was sitting at his desk, staring blankly off into space. I could tell he needed sleep.
"Nigel, Dr. Macy would like to see you in his office." He glanced up, then grinned.
"Hey Love!" He spoke with that gorgeous British accent of his: "To what do I owe the honor of meeting with the almighty Doc.?" He was in a good mood. (At least he seemed that way.) He looked a little ragged around the edges. As he walked out of the room, I wished him luck. He replied in a typical Nigel-ism. "Luck? I don't need luck Love...I need a miracle now." I play smacked him, then watch as he walked down the hall.
-----Later that same day, still Lily-----
Nigel just left for his lunch break. He was acting all weirded out...(I bet Garret pissed him off or something. The elevator doors opened and Jordan stepped into the building. (Geez...she seems different...) She wandered up to the desk. I smiled "Welcome back Jordan."
"Hey Lily. It's good to be back. Got any messages for me?" She seemed to be back to her old self. I dug up some slips and papers for her. I handed her the stack, she nodded and mouthed a 'thank you' then left. (Nigel...he wanted to talk to her...call him.) I picked up the phone and dialed his cell. No answer. I paged him, no answer. I paged him with an "urgent call". No answer. (Maybe his phone is just dead...)
-----Same time...but now it's Nigel's turn...-----
(Damn phone! Who the hell need me NOW?!) I glanced at my phone, then turned it off. I continued my walk away from the cemetery at a quick pace. (Damn...I wish I had something to drink!) I realized that I hadn't been to my apartment for two days, so I went.
I walked in the door, threw my jacket down on the counter and looked at the mail piled all over the floor. I picked it up and sorted though it (Bills...magazine...letters...) There was one from my mum back in England. I tore it open, and slowly walked over to the fridge while reading. I was confronted with a menagerie of leftovers peering out at me. I pulled out a beer, cracked it open and took a drink. I kept reading. The letter was full of the same things it always was...how the family was doing...how I never write them...how much they miss me...same old-same old. The phone rang. I put down the letter, took another drink and answered it.
"Hello?" "Hey Nigel it's Lily." "Oh hey Love...how did you get my home number?" "I looked it up. Look, I know you wanted to talk to Jordan...and she's here now." I sighed at the thought. "Macy won't let me talk to her now...she's going through too much stress as it is. "But Nigel...she'll tell you that it wasn't your fault."
"But it is Lily." I took another drink. "It is." I heard her sigh on the other end, and I could picture her face. (Dammit you fool! Get your ass over to the office right now!) I knew I couldn't go. If I went I would talk to her. I was sure of it. "Well, Nigel, if you're gonna be like that - fine. You're just being stupid and illogical." I was actually shocked she said THAT. It was true, that was how I really was being. It just took her to show me. I muttered a goodbye, hung up, and downed the remainder of the beer. I glared at the phone for a good 10 minutes, then ripped the cord out of the back of it. (Didn't need that anyways...) I turned and walked into my bedroom. I switched the radio on, kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt, and slid into bed, still wearing half my scrubs. I was asleep within minutes. (Pure Bliss...sleeping in a bed...thank you God...)
-----Back at the office.... Lily again-----
("Why did I say that to him?") Nigel had sounded weird...a little too weird, even for him. I tried to call him back, but his phone was "disconnected". I began to worry about him. ("What if he does something stupid?") I decided to go talk to Garret...find out what he said to Nigel. I got up, walked down the hall, then knocked on his door. He waved me in, then went back to his phone conversation.
"Yes Mrs. Johnson. We'll have your husband ready for the funeral home to come get him by tomorrow. I'm deeply sorry for your loss. Thank you...goodbye." He hung up, then peered over his glasses at me. "Yes Lily?"
I didn't know how to ask him, so I just did it straight out. "What did you tell Nigel earlier? When you were talking to him?" He looked at me, confused.
"Why? That was confidential."
"I know Dr. Macy...it's just...I think Nigel's..."
His voice softened. "What's wrong Lily? "Did he tell you something?" I nodded. "What did he tell you Lily? Tell me exactly what he said to you." I paused for a minute, then spoke.
"He said you wouldn't let him talk to Jordan...he sounded pretty shook up about it." I glanced up at him nervously.
"Of course he said that. She's going through a bunch of stress right now. She doesn't need him adding on more stress."
"But...Nigel was very depressed sounding...almost scared. And I'm pretty sure he was drinking. I could hear him between sentences." I stared down at the floor. "I just wanted to tell him Jordan was here. But I said some stuff, then he hung up. Now his phone is "disconnected". I'm afraid he's going to do something stupid Garret...I don't want him to hurt himself..."
-----Garret now...same time though.-----
(Dear God.) What the hell was Nigel doing? I mean, here's Lily sitting in my office ready to cry because he gets drunk and disconnects his phone. I don't know how to deal with him sometimes...although he's less maintenance than Jordan...so at least that's positive. "Lily, did he say he was going to do anything stupid?"
"No Dr. Macy...he just said goodbye and hung up. That's why it was weird. There wasn't a Nigel-ism this time."
(Nigel-ism? He gets his own words now?) I thought for a minute, then sighed. "I guess we better take a field trip then. You got his address?" She nodded, and I stood. "Lets go then. We'll take my car." We stood and walked out of the office, past Jordan, who was very confused when she saw us walking out together. (Oh great...now she thinks we're "involved again") I shook my head at her, then hit the elevator button. In the parking lot, we felt the beginnings of a snowstorm blowing into Boston. "Just what we need huh Lily?" She smiled at me, then pointed out that Nigel's truck was still in his spot. (He must have walked to his apartment...in this weather?)
On the way to his apartment, she didn't say a word. Not a word. Which was very weird for Lily. We walked up the steps to his door, and knocked. No answer. I looked at Lily, then tried the knob. It opened. We stepped inside and glanced around. We could hear some music playing from a room in the back, and we glanced down and saw the pile of mail all over the place. I counted two beer bottles, and then I saw the letter from his mom next to the now demolished phone. I pointed to it, and Lily breathed a sigh of relief. We walked towards his bedroom and saw his shoes and his shirt lying in the doorway. I looked at the bed and saw him sleeping. (Thank God...he's sleeping.) Lily walked over to the bed and touched him on the shoulder to try and wake him up. He rolled over, opened his eyes and stared at her. He looked at me, then at her, then threw the blanket over his head.
-----Nigel's P.O.V. after being rudely awakened-----
(What the hell? Why?) I looked up at Lily, and I couldn't talk for a few minutes. I had a headache, and I had been in the middle of a great dream. (Damn it all to hell....) I managed to croak out "Why are you here?" She smiled, and laughed.
"We were worried about you. After we talked on the phone...you scared me." Her voice shook as she spoke.
I sat up in the bed, and touched her face gently. (Her eyes are so beautiful....) I stared at her for what seemed like forever, until Garret broke in.
"What the hell were you thinking Nigel? Do you not know how to control your emotions? You had us all worried sick about you. Jordan doesn't even know...I won't tell her either. Now take the rest of the day off and get over yourself." He turned and walked out of the room. "Come on Lily, we need to get back to the office."
I took one look at her, and I kissed her gently on the cheek. "Go...before he bites your head off Love." She did, and I was left to myself and my thoughts...which sucked.
PLEASE REVIEW THIS NEW CHAPTER PLEASE!!! (I was in a writey mood in case you couldn't tell...)
