Disclaimer: Don't own 'em....probably never will....damn.
I rewatched "Blue Christmas" when it was on the other night, and it gave me some ideas. This is from Garret's POV.
-----Garret's office-----
"Lily, if I get any calls, take messages. I don't want to talk to anyone right now." I was in the middle of reviewing a hard case, and I had people calling me left and right.
She looked at me and smiled. "Ok Dr. Macy. No calls." She paused. "Not even Maggie?"
Maggie. (Should I talk to her?) No. I was too busy. I shook my head. "No Lily, not even her."
"Alright. No calls. She smiled that beautiful smile of hers, like she always does, then walked out. (Damn winter) The snow outside was piling up. (That snowplow had better come through soon...I am NOT staying here all night!) I had an image flash into my head of Abby when she was younger. We were all playing out in the snow, and she was so innocent. I sighed. (If only they could stay that way...) I was drawn back to the case file on my desk, and returned to my search for information.
-----later that day-----
Nigel was sitting in my office. We were discussing various ways to defrost car windows when Lily poked her head in the door.
"Excuse me, Garret, but Boston General Hospital is on Line 2."
"Lily...I told you....NO CALLS. Take a message."
She glanced at me nervously. "You need to take this call Garret. It's about Abby."
My heart stopped for a fraction of a second. (Abby? What was wrong with her?) I nodded. "I'll take it." Nigel stood up to leave, but I motioned for him to stay. (If I want to kill that child for doing one more stupid thing....he'll stop me.) I picked up the phone. "This is Garret Macy, what has she done this time?" There was a pause.
"Hello Dr. Macy. I'm afraid I have some bad news about your daughter..."
My face went blank. Nigel perked up, and he stared straight at me. I listened in shock as this person told me my child had been in a car accident. Time seemed to take forever to pass...I mumbled responses...but my head was full of possibilities. I told them I would be right down, and I set the phone onto the receiver. Nigel had a look of absolute fear all over his face. Him and Abby were close. She would always come in and bug him whenever she was at work to see me. I looked at him, but I couldn't find the words.
"Garret...what's wrong? Is she alright?" His words snapped me out of my silence.
"She was in a car accident. She was riding with a group of her friends and the car jumped the curb and hit a wall downtown." I paused for what seemed like a lifetime. Nigel's face was absolutely pale. "They rushed her to the hospital...they had to cut her out of the car..." My voice cracked, and I felt the sting of tears in my eyes.
"Did they tell you her condition?"
I shook my head. "All they said was that they are working on her." I had to get to the hospital. I had to see her.
Nigel must have read my mind. "I'll drive Garret. My truck's got snow tires on it."
All I could do was nod. I stood up to put on my coat, and Nigel scrawled a note on a piece of paper, then we walked out. He placed the note on Lily's desk, then hit the elevator button. As the doors slid shut, I saw her face. She knew.
-----later at hospital-----
("Why aren't they telling me anything?!") I was pacing, all over the waiting room. Nigel was outside on his cell phone, trying to get in touch with Maggie He hung up, then came back inside.
"No luck mate...she's not home...or answering her cell. But it's bloody cold out there." He rubbed his hands together. I sank down into a chair.
"Nigel, we've been here for two hours...and they haven't said ANYTHING!!! What is taking them so long?"
Nigel shrugged, then sat next to me, and placed his hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry...she's in with the best doctors the county has. She'll be fine."
The double doors swung open, and a tall man in scrubs walked out, looked around, then came to me. "Are you Dr. Macy?"
I bit the inside of my lip. "Yes."
"I'm Dr. Weston. I have news about Abby." He shifted weight to his other foot. "I'm terribly sorry we took so long. Did you have any idea that your daughter has been drinking?"
("Drinking?! Shit! How could she be so stupid?! She's the daughter of a Chief Medical Examiner! She of all people!) "No, I didn't....did that have anything to do with the accident?"
He nodded. "The young man who had been driving had a blood tox test of three times the state limit for alcohol."
"Had?" I looked at him nervously.
"Yes. He passed away en route to hospital. He hit the wall pretty hard."
I felt like I was going to pass out. "And Abby?"
His face fell. "She's alive...but in very critical condition. As you may know, the EMS unit had to cut her out of the vehicle with the Jaws of Life. She was pinned in the car by the door frame. By the time they got there, she had already lost consciousness. Their initial on-site evaluation was that she had some broken ribs, a possible dislocated shoulder, a concussion, and deep lacerations to her face, chest, and legs."
I slumped back in the chair. "Is she going to make it?" That was all I had to know.
"I don't know Dr. Macy. She's lost alot of blood. We're working on her as we speak to save her life." He turned to leave. I'll assure you that we'll try our best." He walked back through the doors.
I turned to Nigel, and the look on his face was of utter pain. I choked back tears as I stared at him. "Nigel...if I lose her...I..." I couldn't take it. I cried. And then I waited. Waited for the news...
I rewatched "Blue Christmas" when it was on the other night, and it gave me some ideas. This is from Garret's POV.
-----Garret's office-----
"Lily, if I get any calls, take messages. I don't want to talk to anyone right now." I was in the middle of reviewing a hard case, and I had people calling me left and right.
She looked at me and smiled. "Ok Dr. Macy. No calls." She paused. "Not even Maggie?"
Maggie. (Should I talk to her?) No. I was too busy. I shook my head. "No Lily, not even her."
"Alright. No calls. She smiled that beautiful smile of hers, like she always does, then walked out. (Damn winter) The snow outside was piling up. (That snowplow had better come through soon...I am NOT staying here all night!) I had an image flash into my head of Abby when she was younger. We were all playing out in the snow, and she was so innocent. I sighed. (If only they could stay that way...) I was drawn back to the case file on my desk, and returned to my search for information.
-----later that day-----
Nigel was sitting in my office. We were discussing various ways to defrost car windows when Lily poked her head in the door.
"Excuse me, Garret, but Boston General Hospital is on Line 2."
"Lily...I told you....NO CALLS. Take a message."
She glanced at me nervously. "You need to take this call Garret. It's about Abby."
My heart stopped for a fraction of a second. (Abby? What was wrong with her?) I nodded. "I'll take it." Nigel stood up to leave, but I motioned for him to stay. (If I want to kill that child for doing one more stupid thing....he'll stop me.) I picked up the phone. "This is Garret Macy, what has she done this time?" There was a pause.
"Hello Dr. Macy. I'm afraid I have some bad news about your daughter..."
My face went blank. Nigel perked up, and he stared straight at me. I listened in shock as this person told me my child had been in a car accident. Time seemed to take forever to pass...I mumbled responses...but my head was full of possibilities. I told them I would be right down, and I set the phone onto the receiver. Nigel had a look of absolute fear all over his face. Him and Abby were close. She would always come in and bug him whenever she was at work to see me. I looked at him, but I couldn't find the words.
"Garret...what's wrong? Is she alright?" His words snapped me out of my silence.
"She was in a car accident. She was riding with a group of her friends and the car jumped the curb and hit a wall downtown." I paused for what seemed like a lifetime. Nigel's face was absolutely pale. "They rushed her to the hospital...they had to cut her out of the car..." My voice cracked, and I felt the sting of tears in my eyes.
"Did they tell you her condition?"
I shook my head. "All they said was that they are working on her." I had to get to the hospital. I had to see her.
Nigel must have read my mind. "I'll drive Garret. My truck's got snow tires on it."
All I could do was nod. I stood up to put on my coat, and Nigel scrawled a note on a piece of paper, then we walked out. He placed the note on Lily's desk, then hit the elevator button. As the doors slid shut, I saw her face. She knew.
-----later at hospital-----
("Why aren't they telling me anything?!") I was pacing, all over the waiting room. Nigel was outside on his cell phone, trying to get in touch with Maggie He hung up, then came back inside.
"No luck mate...she's not home...or answering her cell. But it's bloody cold out there." He rubbed his hands together. I sank down into a chair.
"Nigel, we've been here for two hours...and they haven't said ANYTHING!!! What is taking them so long?"
Nigel shrugged, then sat next to me, and placed his hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry...she's in with the best doctors the county has. She'll be fine."
The double doors swung open, and a tall man in scrubs walked out, looked around, then came to me. "Are you Dr. Macy?"
I bit the inside of my lip. "Yes."
"I'm Dr. Weston. I have news about Abby." He shifted weight to his other foot. "I'm terribly sorry we took so long. Did you have any idea that your daughter has been drinking?"
("Drinking?! Shit! How could she be so stupid?! She's the daughter of a Chief Medical Examiner! She of all people!) "No, I didn't....did that have anything to do with the accident?"
He nodded. "The young man who had been driving had a blood tox test of three times the state limit for alcohol."
"Had?" I looked at him nervously.
"Yes. He passed away en route to hospital. He hit the wall pretty hard."
I felt like I was going to pass out. "And Abby?"
His face fell. "She's alive...but in very critical condition. As you may know, the EMS unit had to cut her out of the vehicle with the Jaws of Life. She was pinned in the car by the door frame. By the time they got there, she had already lost consciousness. Their initial on-site evaluation was that she had some broken ribs, a possible dislocated shoulder, a concussion, and deep lacerations to her face, chest, and legs."
I slumped back in the chair. "Is she going to make it?" That was all I had to know.
"I don't know Dr. Macy. She's lost alot of blood. We're working on her as we speak to save her life." He turned to leave. I'll assure you that we'll try our best." He walked back through the doors.
I turned to Nigel, and the look on his face was of utter pain. I choked back tears as I stared at him. "Nigel...if I lose her...I..." I couldn't take it. I cried. And then I waited. Waited for the news...
