Disclaimer: y I still do these I don't know, but I do.
Note: Ha Ha! I think I may have scared a few people. I was wondering if anyone was paying attention to it. Yea! Look out for a few OC's in this chapter. They won't come back I promise. Well, all but one will come back. sorry. Tsk tsk, you should know I don't like to kill charters. This chapter helps set up what they will be doing for the next month or so. Much love to the three ppl that reviewed the last one. ::sniff:: u guys r the best.
"What happened here chief?" asked Lt. Binkly.
"Standard DUI, but with a bit of a twist," answered chief Fenwehkel.
"And the twist would be?" asked Lt. Binkly. He knew the chief wasn't really paying attention. It was one in the morning and the only thing on the chief's mind was his wife. But he was the one that had to do the paper work and he didn't want to have to guess at it.
"Wha? Oh, man by the name of Rob Niquest takes his daughter Stephanie out to eat, gets drunk, drives home, smashes into the bus, kills himself, injures some of the occupants of the bus and his daughter calls in 3 hours latter to report the accident," said chief Fenwehkel. He didn't seem to care all that much.
"Oh, why did she wait so long?" asked Lt. Binkly.
"She had to wake up, and then according to her, work up the courage to take the cell phone from her father's dead body," answered chief Fenwehkel.
"Oh, what is the twist again? That no one but the drunk got killed?" asked Lt. Binkly.
"All of the survivors were mutants," replied chief Fenwehkel. Well that explained why he didn't care about them too much.
"How bad were their injures?" asked Lt. Binkly. He, unlike the chief, did care about mutants. His own precious little nephew was one. He could see through envelopes to see what was on the inside. Useless, but it did show up in his DNA.
"Don't know, go ask a medic," came the short reply from chief Fenwehkel.
And so he did. Ah yes, Jeff Tompson, he recognized him from the emergency workers dinner last week.
"Tompson? What condition do we have on the survivors?" asked Lt. Binkly.
"Worst is 20 year old male, he's got a concussion and should be out for a while. [peter, if I messed up his age. Hey, it has been almost a year.] 19-year-old male with a broken left leg [Remy]. 17-year-old male with sprained right wrist and bruised rib [john]. 13-year-old male with burn on left arm and gash needing stitches over his left eye [Jamie]. For some reason very little damage was done to the vehicle. Don't see why, oh, do you want me to give you a print out of it? Meet me at the hospital in an hour and I'll give you the official documents," said Tompson.
"Wait, I heard about a girl in the car? How is she?" asked Lt. Binkly.
"Wha? Oh yeah, I skipped the girls. 17 year old in the car has lung damage and slight head trauma. The girl in the bus ~" Tompson was cut short.
"Hang on! There was a girl in the bus?" said Lt. Binkly in surprise.
"Yeah, 16 year old female. Broken right arm, no apparent damage to the baby ~" again Tompson was cut short.
"She was pregnant?" asked Binkly shocked.
"Yes. Miracle the baby wasn't hurt. She's about 8 months in. she only has a broken arm and gashes on her shoulder and over her right ear," said Tompson, "would you like a ride back to the hospital? Climb in, there's space in the last one. On the phone the girl said that there were a bunch of little boys running around. We brought a few extra, come on, we don't want to miss it."
The two men climbed in the back of the rescue vehicle. Inside Lt. Binkly listened to the dispatch.
". 20-year old breathing steady heart beat.. 12-year-old male asks for friends.. 17-year-old girl passed out again.. 12 year old was bumped and we now have 4 12 year olds.. 19 year old asks for friends.." And on it went until Lt. Binkly finally got to the hospital. He got his paper work and then turned to Tompson.
"Do me a favor will ya?" he asked.
"Sure," said Tompson.
"Keep me informed on these kids. Tell me if there is anything I can do to help you, or them. Don't let anything happen to them ok?" said Lt. Binkly.
"That's really not my area, but sure, I'll tell you how they're doing," said Tompson.
"Thanks man," said Lt. Binkly as he left to go do his paper work.
Stephanie opened her eyes. She was in a softly lit hospital room. She was still wearing her old jeans and blouse. She tried to sit up but couldn't. her head hurt and it even hurt to breath. Plus she had a bunch of wires and needles and sensors stuck to her.
"Well this sucks," she said out loud.
She heard a slight groan. Over to her left lay a girl not much younger then her. On her face there was a big gash with dried blood all around it. She was either very fat, which didn't seem likely as her arms and face were thin, or she was pregnant. The girl next to her groaned again and tried to sit up. She then cried out and laid back down.
"Hey! Hey you! What the hell is your name and what's wrong with you?" Called Stephanie a little louder then she should have. It wasn't very tactful but she couldn't find another way to put it. She wasn't in the mood to pick her words like mom always told her to.
The girl turned her head and looked at her. "my name's rogue. An' Ah ain't all that sure what's wrong with me. But my arm hurts like hell and Ah know Ah got some cuts. Ow. Who are you an' what are ya in for?"
"Hang on a sec, rogue? What kinda half assed name is that?" she asked.
"Don't know. People jus' call me it," she looked around, "where are the boys?" she asked. This time more to herself then to Stephanie.
"Oh-Kay. Anyway my names Stephanie. My head hurts and I cant breath to well. Any idea how you got hurt? All I remember is I was out for dinner with my dad. Then he hit something, then I woke up and saw him dead. I screamed like hell for a minuet. Then I called 911. I must have passed out after that. F***, this really hurts," said Stephanie.
"Well, Ah was sittin' with the boys and all of the sudan sommat crashed inta us and Ah got stuck under summat, don't remember to well. Ah do remember callin' to the boys ta see it they were all right. Most of 'um answered, but not peter. Ah think he passed out. An' then the ambulances came and somebody got whatever it was offa me an' all I remember saying was "don't touch me, don't touch me." They musta thought Ah was outta my head. Ah bet your dad musta crashed inta us. Sorry he died." Said rogue.
"Why do you talk so damn funny?" asked Stephanie. Again her not tactfulness came through.
"Why don't ya come down home with me this Christmas and we see who talks funny then?" snapped rogue. She then closed her eyes and hummed to herself.
"Sorry I was so rude. And don't be sorry about my dad. He was way drunk. The only reason I let him drive is I didn't think anyone would be on the rode. And I didn't think he would crash. Plus there was this guy giving me the creeps. Who's peter?" asked Stephanie.
"He's onea my friends. The oldest of us all. There's also john, Remy, and Jamie- the littlest."
"Looks like he wont be the littlest for long. Shiiiiiiiiiiiit, I am so sorry. That was so rude," said Stephanie. For once she was she was REALLY ashamed of saying the wrong thing.
"Hey no prob. The other week some weirdo actually put his ear to my stomach. Remy almost punched his lights out," said rouge. She closed her eyes.
"So he's the. father?" asked Stephanie. Anyone else would have shut up but not Stephanie.
"Yeah. The guy didn't even ask either. Just walked up, kneeled down and pressed his ear to my stomach. Some people are strange," said rogue smirking at the memory.
"Agreed. And you are to, what is up with your hair? Did you join a cult that worships skunks? Oh, that was a little rude to ya think?" said Stephanie. She blushed a little.
"Yes it was. Ah don't know what happened. Its jus' always been like this. Now if ya don't mind, Ah'm really tired. If you could let me go to sleep Ah would very much appreciate it."
"Sure. I'll be quite. How ~" before she could finish her question rogue had fallen asleep. "Now that's tired." She muttered.
Stephanie lay there totally consumed by gilt. Her dad had caused all this. And she hadn't stopped him. She was just about to go into a storm of curses when she heard something out side the door. Her curiosity got the better of her.
"I'm sorry sir, but I can't let you in.. I don't care if you are the father, only family members can come in.. No I don't think that counts.. Oh hello doctor.. Alright come on it," the door swung open. A doctor in his late thirties came in followed by a boy about 19 with his left leg in a cast hobbled over to rogue's bed with crutches.
The doctor was about to say something by the bent down and kissed his girlfriend for a good 20 seconds. The doctor looking distinctly bothered just adjusted his collar and coughed to get their attention.
"Yes excuse me. My name is Dr. Lopen and I noticed that you were all mutants." Said Dr. Lopen.
"No kiddin'," muttered the boy Stephanie assumed to be Remy.
"You're a mutant to?" asked rogue looking at Stephanie, "what do you do?"
"Nothing special, if I try really hard I can change the colors of stuff. It only comes in handy when I want to keep my clothes in fashion," said Stephanie, "what do you do."
"I can charge stuff so it blows up," said Remy.
"Ah take other peoples power," said rogue.
Two boys walked in. both had bandages on their arms. The younger had one on his face too. The older blond one had his chest rapped up in bandages. Stephanie couldn't help but notice how cute he was.
The little one seemed to get what was going on, "my name is Jamie and I can make lotsa me!"
The blond spoke next, "my name is john and I control fire. Who are you?" he asked pointing to Stephanie.
"Stephanie, I change colors of all kinds of shit," she answered.
"Just our luck mates!" said john suddenly, "rogue is put in a room with the one person that curses more then she does!" all of the boys laughed. Rogue had to smile a little. Dr. Lopen desperately tried to regain order.
"Ok, good. Now that you all know each other, I have a great idea that could help to advance the science of medicine. As you all remember, there was a sports drink made not to long ago. It had ver negative effects on all mutants that drank it. This got me thinking: what if some medicines had the same effect? What if they had just gotten some life threatening decease and a medication is prescribed only to end up disrupting their DNA and killing them? I have long wanted to test some basic, heavily used medications on mutants to determine the side effects against the side effects received by humans. However I could not find any mutants on which to test my theories. If we gave you small amounts under controlled supervision, to make sure nothing went wrong, we could make sure none of our medicines are harmful," said Dr. Lopen shifting nervously.
"Why didn't you ask peter with the rest of us?" asked john hotly.
"peter? Oh yes, he is still unconscious."
"WHAT!!??!!" yelled 4 of the 5 mutants.
"yes, he has been out sense we picked him up." Said Dr. Lopen. Both rogue and Stephanie shifted nervously. Stephanie because it was all her fault and rogue because she thought she had zapped him.
"where was he found?" asked Remy, he knew what that look on her face meant.
"he was over to the front of the bus, he had hit his head on a tree stump. No lasting damage, but he will be out for a while. Now, back on topic. What do you think? Would you like to test the drugs and possibly save the lives of hundreds of mutants?" asked Dr. Lopen.
Remy was the only one that spoke, "if we did how long would we have to stay here for?"
"a month or so. It depends on if there are any complications or not, but I wouldn't let peter or rogue go until then anyway. You girl," he tapped the edge of rogue's bed, "are much to fragile to move."
"resentment," she muttered.
All of the kids grouped together.
Remy was left to give the answer. "we agree, but Jamie and rogue cant do it. Both of them aren't aloud to use most medications anyway."
"wonderful!!" cried Dr. Lopen. Jamie put his hands over his ears and whimpered. Loud noises made him feel like his head would explode. He figured it was just the painkiller he was given starting to wear off.
"come here," said rogue softly, she stretched out his lungs and hugged him.
"I must see to my other patients and go ready today's test substances," muttered Dr. Lopen as he walked out the door. Once out of earshot he yelled, "all right! Nobel Prize here I come!!"
in walked a nurse. "hello, I work for Dr. L. my name is Suzie, here are a few items you might like to have back," she handed then some of their under clothes and socks, some of their books and a few CD's, "Lt. Binkly sent these over from your bus, he was informed that you would be staying here for a while. He also sends his apologias to you Ms. Niquest, for going through you things to get these items."
"tell him no problem, 'Suzie' are we aloud to leave at all?" asked Stephanie.
"all or you boys can, there is nothing stopping you. You can to Ms. Niquest, but you my dear must stay in bed. At the very least in this room and you are forbidden from doing anything strenuous," said Suzie the nurse.
"damn," muttered rogue. Jamie hugged her tighter.
The nurse walked out.
John and Jamie, who had to share a room, went back to said room for some rest. Stephanie laid back down, her head didn't hurt as much now. Rogue sat back up, this time succeeding, and hugged Remy. He pecked her on the cheek before going back to the room he had to share with the unconscious peter.
"well this sure has been one hell of a day," muttered Stephanie sleepily.
"and its only 6 in the morning too," whispered rogue. Both girls fell asleep with in seconds.
What do you think? Not many people seem to be reviewing. Oh well, not like you can stop me! I think its more that I'm a spoiled brat then anything. Double thanks to those of you that do/did. Much appreciated. I am afraid that Dr. L, Nurse Suzie, Stephanie and Lt. Binkly will be around for a while. I don't know how long but would a hospital be the same with out doctors and nurses and rogue needs a girl to share a room with (do they have co-ed hospital rooms? I don't think so) and Binkly is, well, he's there. Even though I hate OC's so very badly, so they wont get as much screen time as this ever again. (if anyone cares, Suzie has frizzy blond hair and Stephanie curly brown) R/R please! Don't make me beg. It isn't pretty.
Klucky.
Note: Ha Ha! I think I may have scared a few people. I was wondering if anyone was paying attention to it. Yea! Look out for a few OC's in this chapter. They won't come back I promise. Well, all but one will come back. sorry. Tsk tsk, you should know I don't like to kill charters. This chapter helps set up what they will be doing for the next month or so. Much love to the three ppl that reviewed the last one. ::sniff:: u guys r the best.
"What happened here chief?" asked Lt. Binkly.
"Standard DUI, but with a bit of a twist," answered chief Fenwehkel.
"And the twist would be?" asked Lt. Binkly. He knew the chief wasn't really paying attention. It was one in the morning and the only thing on the chief's mind was his wife. But he was the one that had to do the paper work and he didn't want to have to guess at it.
"Wha? Oh, man by the name of Rob Niquest takes his daughter Stephanie out to eat, gets drunk, drives home, smashes into the bus, kills himself, injures some of the occupants of the bus and his daughter calls in 3 hours latter to report the accident," said chief Fenwehkel. He didn't seem to care all that much.
"Oh, why did she wait so long?" asked Lt. Binkly.
"She had to wake up, and then according to her, work up the courage to take the cell phone from her father's dead body," answered chief Fenwehkel.
"Oh, what is the twist again? That no one but the drunk got killed?" asked Lt. Binkly.
"All of the survivors were mutants," replied chief Fenwehkel. Well that explained why he didn't care about them too much.
"How bad were their injures?" asked Lt. Binkly. He, unlike the chief, did care about mutants. His own precious little nephew was one. He could see through envelopes to see what was on the inside. Useless, but it did show up in his DNA.
"Don't know, go ask a medic," came the short reply from chief Fenwehkel.
And so he did. Ah yes, Jeff Tompson, he recognized him from the emergency workers dinner last week.
"Tompson? What condition do we have on the survivors?" asked Lt. Binkly.
"Worst is 20 year old male, he's got a concussion and should be out for a while. [peter, if I messed up his age. Hey, it has been almost a year.] 19-year-old male with a broken left leg [Remy]. 17-year-old male with sprained right wrist and bruised rib [john]. 13-year-old male with burn on left arm and gash needing stitches over his left eye [Jamie]. For some reason very little damage was done to the vehicle. Don't see why, oh, do you want me to give you a print out of it? Meet me at the hospital in an hour and I'll give you the official documents," said Tompson.
"Wait, I heard about a girl in the car? How is she?" asked Lt. Binkly.
"Wha? Oh yeah, I skipped the girls. 17 year old in the car has lung damage and slight head trauma. The girl in the bus ~" Tompson was cut short.
"Hang on! There was a girl in the bus?" said Lt. Binkly in surprise.
"Yeah, 16 year old female. Broken right arm, no apparent damage to the baby ~" again Tompson was cut short.
"She was pregnant?" asked Binkly shocked.
"Yes. Miracle the baby wasn't hurt. She's about 8 months in. she only has a broken arm and gashes on her shoulder and over her right ear," said Tompson, "would you like a ride back to the hospital? Climb in, there's space in the last one. On the phone the girl said that there were a bunch of little boys running around. We brought a few extra, come on, we don't want to miss it."
The two men climbed in the back of the rescue vehicle. Inside Lt. Binkly listened to the dispatch.
". 20-year old breathing steady heart beat.. 12-year-old male asks for friends.. 17-year-old girl passed out again.. 12 year old was bumped and we now have 4 12 year olds.. 19 year old asks for friends.." And on it went until Lt. Binkly finally got to the hospital. He got his paper work and then turned to Tompson.
"Do me a favor will ya?" he asked.
"Sure," said Tompson.
"Keep me informed on these kids. Tell me if there is anything I can do to help you, or them. Don't let anything happen to them ok?" said Lt. Binkly.
"That's really not my area, but sure, I'll tell you how they're doing," said Tompson.
"Thanks man," said Lt. Binkly as he left to go do his paper work.
Stephanie opened her eyes. She was in a softly lit hospital room. She was still wearing her old jeans and blouse. She tried to sit up but couldn't. her head hurt and it even hurt to breath. Plus she had a bunch of wires and needles and sensors stuck to her.
"Well this sucks," she said out loud.
She heard a slight groan. Over to her left lay a girl not much younger then her. On her face there was a big gash with dried blood all around it. She was either very fat, which didn't seem likely as her arms and face were thin, or she was pregnant. The girl next to her groaned again and tried to sit up. She then cried out and laid back down.
"Hey! Hey you! What the hell is your name and what's wrong with you?" Called Stephanie a little louder then she should have. It wasn't very tactful but she couldn't find another way to put it. She wasn't in the mood to pick her words like mom always told her to.
The girl turned her head and looked at her. "my name's rogue. An' Ah ain't all that sure what's wrong with me. But my arm hurts like hell and Ah know Ah got some cuts. Ow. Who are you an' what are ya in for?"
"Hang on a sec, rogue? What kinda half assed name is that?" she asked.
"Don't know. People jus' call me it," she looked around, "where are the boys?" she asked. This time more to herself then to Stephanie.
"Oh-Kay. Anyway my names Stephanie. My head hurts and I cant breath to well. Any idea how you got hurt? All I remember is I was out for dinner with my dad. Then he hit something, then I woke up and saw him dead. I screamed like hell for a minuet. Then I called 911. I must have passed out after that. F***, this really hurts," said Stephanie.
"Well, Ah was sittin' with the boys and all of the sudan sommat crashed inta us and Ah got stuck under summat, don't remember to well. Ah do remember callin' to the boys ta see it they were all right. Most of 'um answered, but not peter. Ah think he passed out. An' then the ambulances came and somebody got whatever it was offa me an' all I remember saying was "don't touch me, don't touch me." They musta thought Ah was outta my head. Ah bet your dad musta crashed inta us. Sorry he died." Said rogue.
"Why do you talk so damn funny?" asked Stephanie. Again her not tactfulness came through.
"Why don't ya come down home with me this Christmas and we see who talks funny then?" snapped rogue. She then closed her eyes and hummed to herself.
"Sorry I was so rude. And don't be sorry about my dad. He was way drunk. The only reason I let him drive is I didn't think anyone would be on the rode. And I didn't think he would crash. Plus there was this guy giving me the creeps. Who's peter?" asked Stephanie.
"He's onea my friends. The oldest of us all. There's also john, Remy, and Jamie- the littlest."
"Looks like he wont be the littlest for long. Shiiiiiiiiiiiit, I am so sorry. That was so rude," said Stephanie. For once she was she was REALLY ashamed of saying the wrong thing.
"Hey no prob. The other week some weirdo actually put his ear to my stomach. Remy almost punched his lights out," said rouge. She closed her eyes.
"So he's the. father?" asked Stephanie. Anyone else would have shut up but not Stephanie.
"Yeah. The guy didn't even ask either. Just walked up, kneeled down and pressed his ear to my stomach. Some people are strange," said rogue smirking at the memory.
"Agreed. And you are to, what is up with your hair? Did you join a cult that worships skunks? Oh, that was a little rude to ya think?" said Stephanie. She blushed a little.
"Yes it was. Ah don't know what happened. Its jus' always been like this. Now if ya don't mind, Ah'm really tired. If you could let me go to sleep Ah would very much appreciate it."
"Sure. I'll be quite. How ~" before she could finish her question rogue had fallen asleep. "Now that's tired." She muttered.
Stephanie lay there totally consumed by gilt. Her dad had caused all this. And she hadn't stopped him. She was just about to go into a storm of curses when she heard something out side the door. Her curiosity got the better of her.
"I'm sorry sir, but I can't let you in.. I don't care if you are the father, only family members can come in.. No I don't think that counts.. Oh hello doctor.. Alright come on it," the door swung open. A doctor in his late thirties came in followed by a boy about 19 with his left leg in a cast hobbled over to rogue's bed with crutches.
The doctor was about to say something by the bent down and kissed his girlfriend for a good 20 seconds. The doctor looking distinctly bothered just adjusted his collar and coughed to get their attention.
"Yes excuse me. My name is Dr. Lopen and I noticed that you were all mutants." Said Dr. Lopen.
"No kiddin'," muttered the boy Stephanie assumed to be Remy.
"You're a mutant to?" asked rogue looking at Stephanie, "what do you do?"
"Nothing special, if I try really hard I can change the colors of stuff. It only comes in handy when I want to keep my clothes in fashion," said Stephanie, "what do you do."
"I can charge stuff so it blows up," said Remy.
"Ah take other peoples power," said rogue.
Two boys walked in. both had bandages on their arms. The younger had one on his face too. The older blond one had his chest rapped up in bandages. Stephanie couldn't help but notice how cute he was.
The little one seemed to get what was going on, "my name is Jamie and I can make lotsa me!"
The blond spoke next, "my name is john and I control fire. Who are you?" he asked pointing to Stephanie.
"Stephanie, I change colors of all kinds of shit," she answered.
"Just our luck mates!" said john suddenly, "rogue is put in a room with the one person that curses more then she does!" all of the boys laughed. Rogue had to smile a little. Dr. Lopen desperately tried to regain order.
"Ok, good. Now that you all know each other, I have a great idea that could help to advance the science of medicine. As you all remember, there was a sports drink made not to long ago. It had ver negative effects on all mutants that drank it. This got me thinking: what if some medicines had the same effect? What if they had just gotten some life threatening decease and a medication is prescribed only to end up disrupting their DNA and killing them? I have long wanted to test some basic, heavily used medications on mutants to determine the side effects against the side effects received by humans. However I could not find any mutants on which to test my theories. If we gave you small amounts under controlled supervision, to make sure nothing went wrong, we could make sure none of our medicines are harmful," said Dr. Lopen shifting nervously.
"Why didn't you ask peter with the rest of us?" asked john hotly.
"peter? Oh yes, he is still unconscious."
"WHAT!!??!!" yelled 4 of the 5 mutants.
"yes, he has been out sense we picked him up." Said Dr. Lopen. Both rogue and Stephanie shifted nervously. Stephanie because it was all her fault and rogue because she thought she had zapped him.
"where was he found?" asked Remy, he knew what that look on her face meant.
"he was over to the front of the bus, he had hit his head on a tree stump. No lasting damage, but he will be out for a while. Now, back on topic. What do you think? Would you like to test the drugs and possibly save the lives of hundreds of mutants?" asked Dr. Lopen.
Remy was the only one that spoke, "if we did how long would we have to stay here for?"
"a month or so. It depends on if there are any complications or not, but I wouldn't let peter or rogue go until then anyway. You girl," he tapped the edge of rogue's bed, "are much to fragile to move."
"resentment," she muttered.
All of the kids grouped together.
Remy was left to give the answer. "we agree, but Jamie and rogue cant do it. Both of them aren't aloud to use most medications anyway."
"wonderful!!" cried Dr. Lopen. Jamie put his hands over his ears and whimpered. Loud noises made him feel like his head would explode. He figured it was just the painkiller he was given starting to wear off.
"come here," said rogue softly, she stretched out his lungs and hugged him.
"I must see to my other patients and go ready today's test substances," muttered Dr. Lopen as he walked out the door. Once out of earshot he yelled, "all right! Nobel Prize here I come!!"
in walked a nurse. "hello, I work for Dr. L. my name is Suzie, here are a few items you might like to have back," she handed then some of their under clothes and socks, some of their books and a few CD's, "Lt. Binkly sent these over from your bus, he was informed that you would be staying here for a while. He also sends his apologias to you Ms. Niquest, for going through you things to get these items."
"tell him no problem, 'Suzie' are we aloud to leave at all?" asked Stephanie.
"all or you boys can, there is nothing stopping you. You can to Ms. Niquest, but you my dear must stay in bed. At the very least in this room and you are forbidden from doing anything strenuous," said Suzie the nurse.
"damn," muttered rogue. Jamie hugged her tighter.
The nurse walked out.
John and Jamie, who had to share a room, went back to said room for some rest. Stephanie laid back down, her head didn't hurt as much now. Rogue sat back up, this time succeeding, and hugged Remy. He pecked her on the cheek before going back to the room he had to share with the unconscious peter.
"well this sure has been one hell of a day," muttered Stephanie sleepily.
"and its only 6 in the morning too," whispered rogue. Both girls fell asleep with in seconds.
What do you think? Not many people seem to be reviewing. Oh well, not like you can stop me! I think its more that I'm a spoiled brat then anything. Double thanks to those of you that do/did. Much appreciated. I am afraid that Dr. L, Nurse Suzie, Stephanie and Lt. Binkly will be around for a while. I don't know how long but would a hospital be the same with out doctors and nurses and rogue needs a girl to share a room with (do they have co-ed hospital rooms? I don't think so) and Binkly is, well, he's there. Even though I hate OC's so very badly, so they wont get as much screen time as this ever again. (if anyone cares, Suzie has frizzy blond hair and Stephanie curly brown) R/R please! Don't make me beg. It isn't pretty.
Klucky.