AN: Muses are still fluttering around. I guess having the first series on
DVD so I can watch it anytime helps lol.
Mac, Richie, and Connor walked inside the emergency room. They had received a call from the police not long after Mac had heard from Dri. She had given them the number to Joe's bar. Needless to say he was worried sick when she had put the phone down and didn't come back.
Duncan walked up to the nurses station. A petite woman with strawberry blonde hair in pink scrubs was doing some paperwork.
"Excuse me miss, but I'm looking for Audrina Carver."
"And you are?" She asked with a bit of an attitude.
"I'm Duncan MacLeod. I'm her foster father."
She nodded. "Right this way Mr. MacLeod."
She started to show him the way and stopped when Richie and Connor began to follow.
"I'm sorry but I can only allow you to see her. This 'IS' an emergency room."
Duncan nodded to Connor and Richie who took a seat in the emergency room. Then the young nurse started leading the way again. She took him back behind a room that was curtained off.
"The Doctor will be in shortly," She told him.
"Thank you," Duncan said walking behind the curtain.
Dri was lying in bed staring at the ceiling. There was a large bruise under the left side of her cheek. Both of her wrists were bandaged. It looked as though she had tried to commit suicide. There were no other visible bruises, but between the hospital gown and Dri being under the blanket he couldn't be sure.
She looked over at him.
"Hey Mac."
He walked over her bedside. The Highlander didn't know what McDaniels had done to her and he didn't want to scare her. Dri could see the worry in his eyes.
"Don't worry Mac. I'm fine."
"McDaniels didn't.."
Dri shook her head. "He roughed me up a little, but other than that I'm fine."
"I'd say he roughed you up a lot," A third voice said walking into the room. "I'm Dr. Ramirez."
The Doctor was a man in his early to mid forties. He had short black hair with streaks of gray through it. His eyes were an icy blue, but there was compassion in them.
"You have two cracked ribs, a sprained ankle, not to mention the bruises on your back."
"Okay," Dri interjected not letting him finish. "I get the point. I also feel it."
Duncan smirked.
"Mr. MacLeod," Ramirez said. "I would like to keep her over night for observation."
"NO!" Dri shouted sitting up. She regretted it as a pain shot through her side causing her to cry out.
"Take it easy Dri," Mac said easing her back onto the bed.
"Mac please, I don't want to stay here," She was begging him.
"It's all right, Dri, calm down." He stroked her hair. Then he turned back to the doctor. "Is she in any immediate danger?"
"Well no," Ramirez replied.
"Then there's no reason I can't take her home?"
"Well no, but.."
"Well then," Mac cut him off. "Would you please draw up the discharge papers?"
Ramirez sighed. "Very well Mr. MacLeod."
He turned and walked out from behind the curtain. Duncan turned back to Dri.
"Are you all right?"
She nodded. "Thanks."
"Try to take it easy all right. McDaniels did rough you up pretty good."
"I'll live," She replied. "One way or another."
Mac smiled. "I think your going to be just fine."
Dri tried to adjust herself and winced. "Tell that to my ribs."
Mac stroked her hair again. "You scared me kiddo."
Dri looked away.
"What's wrong?" Mac asked dropping his hand by his side.
She shook her head. "I'm just tired."
"Then rest. I'll go tell Richie and Connor that you're all right."
"NO!" She yelled. "Mac please don't leave me alone here."
He took a step closer to her. "Dri what is it?"
"Please Duncan, don't go."
Dri never called him Duncan unless she was really angry and apparently really scared.
"All right," He said gently. "I'm not going anywhere."
Dri dropped her head back on the pillow and sighed. Mac didn't understand why she was so scared, but he had a few ideas. He'd have to remember to talk to her about it later.
A few minutes later Ramirez came back in with a stack of papers.
"Just sign these Mr. MacLeod. Her clothes are in the cabinet there. I've included a prescription of pain medication for her. I'll send in a nurse to escort you out."
"Thank you Dr. Ramirez."
He nodded and walked out. Duncan reached up into the cabinet and grabbed Dri's clothes.
"Do you need help?"
She shook her head. "No, I've taken care of myself when I was worse than this."
Mac handed her the clothes. "I'll give you some privacy. I'll be just outside the curtain."
Dri nodded. Mac grabbed the stack of papers and walked out. He stayed just outside the curtain in case she fell or needed help, but somehow he doubted she would. He started signing the papers. A moment later the same rude nurse walked up to him pushing an empty wheelchair.
"You didn't help her get dressed?" She asked truly appalled.
Mac handed her the papers. "Trust me she didn't need it."
"Really Mr. MacLeod," She said.
She started to pull the curtain back, but Dri beat her to it.
"I told him I didn't want his help." She said as she limped into the hallway. "And I won't need that chair."
"You do need it and you will get in it," The nurse said.
"Dri, just appease her please," Mac said. "Get in the chair."
The nurse grabbed Dri's arm. Dri twisted her way out of it and shoved the nurse back.
She cringed and favored her left side.
"Don't EVER touch me!" She shouted still hunched over.
Many of the people to stopped what they were doing to stare.
The nurse was staring at Dri with her mouth wide open.
"I didn't mean,"
"I don't care what you meant," Dri interjected. "
Duncan was behind Dri. He put a gentle hand on her shoulder.
"Dri come on. Just get in the wheelchair and we'll go home."
The teenager continued to glare at the woman as Duncan guided her into the chair. He didn't know what it was all about, but he'd have to remember to talk to Dri later. Apparently about a few things.
"I think I'll push the chair," Mac told the nurse.
He walked around and started pushing Dri out of the emergency room. The nurse followed silently. When they got into the waiting room Richie and Connor immediately stood up and walked over to them.
"I'm fine," Dri said before they could ask anything. "I just want to get out of here."
Neither Connor or Richie said anything. Something was obviously up. They just silently followed Duncan out to the car.
Connor and Richie took the back seat because it was easier for Dri to get into the front. The nurse didn't say anything after the little event in the emergency room. She just took the empty wheelchair from Mac and went back inside.
Mac got into the drivers side. He had wanted to tell the nurse he was sorry, but the truth was he wasn't. She had been rude since he walked in there, besides she never should have laid a hand on Dri.
He started the TBird and left the hospital. He was taking Dri back to Joe's place. She would be safe there.
TBC~Please Reivew!!!
Mac, Richie, and Connor walked inside the emergency room. They had received a call from the police not long after Mac had heard from Dri. She had given them the number to Joe's bar. Needless to say he was worried sick when she had put the phone down and didn't come back.
Duncan walked up to the nurses station. A petite woman with strawberry blonde hair in pink scrubs was doing some paperwork.
"Excuse me miss, but I'm looking for Audrina Carver."
"And you are?" She asked with a bit of an attitude.
"I'm Duncan MacLeod. I'm her foster father."
She nodded. "Right this way Mr. MacLeod."
She started to show him the way and stopped when Richie and Connor began to follow.
"I'm sorry but I can only allow you to see her. This 'IS' an emergency room."
Duncan nodded to Connor and Richie who took a seat in the emergency room. Then the young nurse started leading the way again. She took him back behind a room that was curtained off.
"The Doctor will be in shortly," She told him.
"Thank you," Duncan said walking behind the curtain.
Dri was lying in bed staring at the ceiling. There was a large bruise under the left side of her cheek. Both of her wrists were bandaged. It looked as though she had tried to commit suicide. There were no other visible bruises, but between the hospital gown and Dri being under the blanket he couldn't be sure.
She looked over at him.
"Hey Mac."
He walked over her bedside. The Highlander didn't know what McDaniels had done to her and he didn't want to scare her. Dri could see the worry in his eyes.
"Don't worry Mac. I'm fine."
"McDaniels didn't.."
Dri shook her head. "He roughed me up a little, but other than that I'm fine."
"I'd say he roughed you up a lot," A third voice said walking into the room. "I'm Dr. Ramirez."
The Doctor was a man in his early to mid forties. He had short black hair with streaks of gray through it. His eyes were an icy blue, but there was compassion in them.
"You have two cracked ribs, a sprained ankle, not to mention the bruises on your back."
"Okay," Dri interjected not letting him finish. "I get the point. I also feel it."
Duncan smirked.
"Mr. MacLeod," Ramirez said. "I would like to keep her over night for observation."
"NO!" Dri shouted sitting up. She regretted it as a pain shot through her side causing her to cry out.
"Take it easy Dri," Mac said easing her back onto the bed.
"Mac please, I don't want to stay here," She was begging him.
"It's all right, Dri, calm down." He stroked her hair. Then he turned back to the doctor. "Is she in any immediate danger?"
"Well no," Ramirez replied.
"Then there's no reason I can't take her home?"
"Well no, but.."
"Well then," Mac cut him off. "Would you please draw up the discharge papers?"
Ramirez sighed. "Very well Mr. MacLeod."
He turned and walked out from behind the curtain. Duncan turned back to Dri.
"Are you all right?"
She nodded. "Thanks."
"Try to take it easy all right. McDaniels did rough you up pretty good."
"I'll live," She replied. "One way or another."
Mac smiled. "I think your going to be just fine."
Dri tried to adjust herself and winced. "Tell that to my ribs."
Mac stroked her hair again. "You scared me kiddo."
Dri looked away.
"What's wrong?" Mac asked dropping his hand by his side.
She shook her head. "I'm just tired."
"Then rest. I'll go tell Richie and Connor that you're all right."
"NO!" She yelled. "Mac please don't leave me alone here."
He took a step closer to her. "Dri what is it?"
"Please Duncan, don't go."
Dri never called him Duncan unless she was really angry and apparently really scared.
"All right," He said gently. "I'm not going anywhere."
Dri dropped her head back on the pillow and sighed. Mac didn't understand why she was so scared, but he had a few ideas. He'd have to remember to talk to her about it later.
A few minutes later Ramirez came back in with a stack of papers.
"Just sign these Mr. MacLeod. Her clothes are in the cabinet there. I've included a prescription of pain medication for her. I'll send in a nurse to escort you out."
"Thank you Dr. Ramirez."
He nodded and walked out. Duncan reached up into the cabinet and grabbed Dri's clothes.
"Do you need help?"
She shook her head. "No, I've taken care of myself when I was worse than this."
Mac handed her the clothes. "I'll give you some privacy. I'll be just outside the curtain."
Dri nodded. Mac grabbed the stack of papers and walked out. He stayed just outside the curtain in case she fell or needed help, but somehow he doubted she would. He started signing the papers. A moment later the same rude nurse walked up to him pushing an empty wheelchair.
"You didn't help her get dressed?" She asked truly appalled.
Mac handed her the papers. "Trust me she didn't need it."
"Really Mr. MacLeod," She said.
She started to pull the curtain back, but Dri beat her to it.
"I told him I didn't want his help." She said as she limped into the hallway. "And I won't need that chair."
"You do need it and you will get in it," The nurse said.
"Dri, just appease her please," Mac said. "Get in the chair."
The nurse grabbed Dri's arm. Dri twisted her way out of it and shoved the nurse back.
She cringed and favored her left side.
"Don't EVER touch me!" She shouted still hunched over.
Many of the people to stopped what they were doing to stare.
The nurse was staring at Dri with her mouth wide open.
"I didn't mean,"
"I don't care what you meant," Dri interjected. "
Duncan was behind Dri. He put a gentle hand on her shoulder.
"Dri come on. Just get in the wheelchair and we'll go home."
The teenager continued to glare at the woman as Duncan guided her into the chair. He didn't know what it was all about, but he'd have to remember to talk to Dri later. Apparently about a few things.
"I think I'll push the chair," Mac told the nurse.
He walked around and started pushing Dri out of the emergency room. The nurse followed silently. When they got into the waiting room Richie and Connor immediately stood up and walked over to them.
"I'm fine," Dri said before they could ask anything. "I just want to get out of here."
Neither Connor or Richie said anything. Something was obviously up. They just silently followed Duncan out to the car.
Connor and Richie took the back seat because it was easier for Dri to get into the front. The nurse didn't say anything after the little event in the emergency room. She just took the empty wheelchair from Mac and went back inside.
Mac got into the drivers side. He had wanted to tell the nurse he was sorry, but the truth was he wasn't. She had been rude since he walked in there, besides she never should have laid a hand on Dri.
He started the TBird and left the hospital. He was taking Dri back to Joe's place. She would be safe there.
TBC~Please Reivew!!!
