A/N: Do I have to put a disclaimer in all my chapters? Oh well. Can you
guys tell me if my sentences are okay? I know that's a weird request, but I
think I might have too many sentences that repeat themselves. Thank you!
"Please, can we see a doctor now? We've been waiting over an hour," Graham asked the receptionist in the emergency room. He had Bo in one arm, and he could feel her losing consciousness
"I'm sorry, there are a lot of other patients here we need to help. Maybe if you go up to pediatrics they can help you there, but I'm not promising anything," She glanced at Bo, and said "Cute kid," and then went back to what ever it was that she had been doing. Graham walked back to where Morgan was sitting and shook him awake.
"Where are we?" asked Morgan groggily.
"We're in the emergency room," Graham had to practically shout over the volume in here.
"Where are we going?"
"Um.upstairs. To Pedi.something or other," Graham told him.
"Pediatrics?"
"Yeah, that's it," Graham answered distractedly as the waited for the elevator.
"It looks like something of E.R here," Morgan observed. When he realized what he had said he looked up at his Dad and braced himself for what was coming.
Graham sighed exasperatly. "Don't tell me Merrill's been letting you watch that again? He knows it gives you and Bo nightmares,"
"Dad, it gives you nightmares, not us," Graham ignored him, and they stepped onto the elevator.
Merrill searched the shore for the 5th time for the alien. He wanted to be absolutely sure before he swam back there. He decided he would swim to the other side and ask someone for a lift to the hospital. He hoped Graham wouldn't come back looking for him. He scanned the shore one more time before jumping back into the water. He started swimming to the other side, but noticed someone swimming towards him. He swam harder, trying to get a better view of the person.
"Hey!" He yelled. "Hey can you hear me?" The person made no response, but kept swimming towards him. Merrill looked closer. Damn it, I've got to get glasses, he thought to himself, for the umpteenth time. It was definitely a person, he could see that much, even though he couldn't see their face. They seemed to be having a hard time staying afloat. Merrill looked around him worriedly. He didn't see any boats around. If this guy---or girl were to drown, Merrill would be the only one around, and he didn't trust his strength this early in the morning, especially after only getting a few hours sleep. He looked at the person again, and it seemed like they would go under any minute.
"Hey," he shouted again. "Do you need some help?" Again they didn't acknowledge him, and Merrill doubted now that they understood English. He swam closer, trying to get a better view. Just then the person went under, and Merrill swam as hard as he could, trying to get to them. They resurfaced again, and this time he was close enough. Definitely, too close.
"Dad, shouldn't you go get uncle Merrill now?" Asked Morgan impatiently as he paced around the room. Graham looked at his watch, realizing that the had again, been waiting for an hour, which meant that in total, Merrill had been alone for two and a half hours now.
"I cant leave you here alone," He said, knowing full well that within ten minutes he would be driving back to the cottage, Morgan having convinced him that he was fine in the hospital alone.
"Dad, come on, get real," Morgan said impatiently. Graham sighed and said, "Ill be back in an hour. If there's a problem, talk to one of the nurses. Don't talk to any strangers. Don't take candy from stra.." He trailed off, because he knew Morgan was ignoring him. He kissed him on the head and started walking down the long, white corridor. As soon as he was out of Morgan's sight, he started to run.
"Merrill! MERRILL!" Graham shouted as loud as he could from inside the car. There was no way he was going to get out at this point. He pressed as hard as he could on the horn. He drove a bit closer to the shore of the lake, wondering if maybe Merrill had swum to the other side and gotten a drive to the hospital. Just then he saw a vague shape sitting on an anchored dock in the middle of this portion of the lake.
"Merrill!" He shouted again, knowing that Merrill probably couldn't see him because of his eyes.
"Graham!" Came back a faint reply. "Where are you? I cant see you," Graham could hear Merrill shout.
"That's because you need glasses Merrill," Graham replied jokingly. "I'm sitting in the car at the shore. I'm going to come get you in the boat, ok?"
"Ok, but Graham, be careful when you get out of the car. Look carefully," Merrill shouted.
Graham looked carefully. Then he bolted out of the car as fast as he could towards the dock where the tiny motorboat was tied. He kept imagining that he could feel footsteps behind him, and didn't look back until he reached the boat. When he did look back, there was nothing behind him, so he tried to remember how to start the thing. He fiddled with the thingies and the whatchamacallits until the boat started up. And stalled. He pulled it three more times until it was running smoothly. Then he guided it somewhat crookedly towards Merrill. When he was close enough, he noticed that there was something else lying on the dock next to Merrill. He reached the dock, and stopped the boat in pulling up next to Merrill. Merrill stayed in his position too, legs pulled up, and arms around his knees. Graham stared at the thing on the dock for the longest time before either of them spoke.
"Um, Merrill. There's a dead alien lying on the dock next to you." Merrill turned around slowly until he was looking at the alien, and then turned back to Graham.
"Huh. Funny I didn't notice that before," He said. He climbed into the boat and he and Graham switched places so that Merrill could start the boat up. Neither of them said a word until they reached the shore.
"You want to tie the boat up while I check the car out?" Graham asked. Merrill nodded and Graham walked over to the car. He checked the entire thing, including the wide back. He remember that whenever they went driving at night, Morgan and Bo would check the back for axe murderers. Merrill came over and they both climbed into the front seats.
Graham decided to cut to the chase. "What happened?" He said quietly. Merrill stared out the window at the tree's moving quickly by before he said anything.
"I was on the dock. I had looked around me five times before I jumped off. I was planning on swimming to the other side and asking someone for a ride to the hospital. I saw this guy swimming towards me. I couldn't see his face, because, well, you know," He said sheepishly.
"Its okay. When the doctors say Bo is okay we'll see if there is an octomonotrist in the building.
"Optometrist," Merrill corrected with a smile. Then his face turned serious again. "The kids, did you leave them at the hospital alone?'
Graham's face looked guilty, then he said defensively: "Would you rather me stayed there, and let you rescue more unidentified creatures from the lake?" Merrill didn't respond.
"So what happened after that?"
"Well, this guy, I yelled to him and he didn't respond. It looked like he was having trouble staying above the water. So I swam closer, and he went under. When he resurfaced I realized: "Nice going Merrill. Why don't you swim a bit closer to a creature that wants to kill you and poison your family?"
"So I swam away, and it must of drowned or something, because the next time I saw it, its corpse? Can I call it that? Was floating by me. So I lifted it on to the dock,---"
"You touched it?" Graham said, with the disgust of a 10 year old who found out his brother had kissed a girl.
"Well, I didn't want, like, fish eating it. And besides, when it touched Morgan, his skin didn't get infected or anything," He didn't bring up the subject of the whole water/ Alien subject. He figured they'd have enough time to talk about it later.
Graham pulled into the hospital parking lot, and they both got out. As they were walking towards the elevator, Merrill remarked: "Wow, this looks just like a scene from---" He stopped himself just in time and grinned at Graham.
They stepped onto the elevator and Graham said: "On to Pediomoligy!"
A/N I know I kind of stopped abruptly but I'd rather save the other stuff for the next chapter. Next chapter might not be for a while, I have so much homework this semester but I'll try to update soon. Oh yeah, and for my Morgan story, I'm not abandoning I will update---as soon as I write the next chapter Lol. Thanks for reviewing!
"Please, can we see a doctor now? We've been waiting over an hour," Graham asked the receptionist in the emergency room. He had Bo in one arm, and he could feel her losing consciousness
"I'm sorry, there are a lot of other patients here we need to help. Maybe if you go up to pediatrics they can help you there, but I'm not promising anything," She glanced at Bo, and said "Cute kid," and then went back to what ever it was that she had been doing. Graham walked back to where Morgan was sitting and shook him awake.
"Where are we?" asked Morgan groggily.
"We're in the emergency room," Graham had to practically shout over the volume in here.
"Where are we going?"
"Um.upstairs. To Pedi.something or other," Graham told him.
"Pediatrics?"
"Yeah, that's it," Graham answered distractedly as the waited for the elevator.
"It looks like something of E.R here," Morgan observed. When he realized what he had said he looked up at his Dad and braced himself for what was coming.
Graham sighed exasperatly. "Don't tell me Merrill's been letting you watch that again? He knows it gives you and Bo nightmares,"
"Dad, it gives you nightmares, not us," Graham ignored him, and they stepped onto the elevator.
Merrill searched the shore for the 5th time for the alien. He wanted to be absolutely sure before he swam back there. He decided he would swim to the other side and ask someone for a lift to the hospital. He hoped Graham wouldn't come back looking for him. He scanned the shore one more time before jumping back into the water. He started swimming to the other side, but noticed someone swimming towards him. He swam harder, trying to get a better view of the person.
"Hey!" He yelled. "Hey can you hear me?" The person made no response, but kept swimming towards him. Merrill looked closer. Damn it, I've got to get glasses, he thought to himself, for the umpteenth time. It was definitely a person, he could see that much, even though he couldn't see their face. They seemed to be having a hard time staying afloat. Merrill looked around him worriedly. He didn't see any boats around. If this guy---or girl were to drown, Merrill would be the only one around, and he didn't trust his strength this early in the morning, especially after only getting a few hours sleep. He looked at the person again, and it seemed like they would go under any minute.
"Hey," he shouted again. "Do you need some help?" Again they didn't acknowledge him, and Merrill doubted now that they understood English. He swam closer, trying to get a better view. Just then the person went under, and Merrill swam as hard as he could, trying to get to them. They resurfaced again, and this time he was close enough. Definitely, too close.
"Dad, shouldn't you go get uncle Merrill now?" Asked Morgan impatiently as he paced around the room. Graham looked at his watch, realizing that the had again, been waiting for an hour, which meant that in total, Merrill had been alone for two and a half hours now.
"I cant leave you here alone," He said, knowing full well that within ten minutes he would be driving back to the cottage, Morgan having convinced him that he was fine in the hospital alone.
"Dad, come on, get real," Morgan said impatiently. Graham sighed and said, "Ill be back in an hour. If there's a problem, talk to one of the nurses. Don't talk to any strangers. Don't take candy from stra.." He trailed off, because he knew Morgan was ignoring him. He kissed him on the head and started walking down the long, white corridor. As soon as he was out of Morgan's sight, he started to run.
"Merrill! MERRILL!" Graham shouted as loud as he could from inside the car. There was no way he was going to get out at this point. He pressed as hard as he could on the horn. He drove a bit closer to the shore of the lake, wondering if maybe Merrill had swum to the other side and gotten a drive to the hospital. Just then he saw a vague shape sitting on an anchored dock in the middle of this portion of the lake.
"Merrill!" He shouted again, knowing that Merrill probably couldn't see him because of his eyes.
"Graham!" Came back a faint reply. "Where are you? I cant see you," Graham could hear Merrill shout.
"That's because you need glasses Merrill," Graham replied jokingly. "I'm sitting in the car at the shore. I'm going to come get you in the boat, ok?"
"Ok, but Graham, be careful when you get out of the car. Look carefully," Merrill shouted.
Graham looked carefully. Then he bolted out of the car as fast as he could towards the dock where the tiny motorboat was tied. He kept imagining that he could feel footsteps behind him, and didn't look back until he reached the boat. When he did look back, there was nothing behind him, so he tried to remember how to start the thing. He fiddled with the thingies and the whatchamacallits until the boat started up. And stalled. He pulled it three more times until it was running smoothly. Then he guided it somewhat crookedly towards Merrill. When he was close enough, he noticed that there was something else lying on the dock next to Merrill. He reached the dock, and stopped the boat in pulling up next to Merrill. Merrill stayed in his position too, legs pulled up, and arms around his knees. Graham stared at the thing on the dock for the longest time before either of them spoke.
"Um, Merrill. There's a dead alien lying on the dock next to you." Merrill turned around slowly until he was looking at the alien, and then turned back to Graham.
"Huh. Funny I didn't notice that before," He said. He climbed into the boat and he and Graham switched places so that Merrill could start the boat up. Neither of them said a word until they reached the shore.
"You want to tie the boat up while I check the car out?" Graham asked. Merrill nodded and Graham walked over to the car. He checked the entire thing, including the wide back. He remember that whenever they went driving at night, Morgan and Bo would check the back for axe murderers. Merrill came over and they both climbed into the front seats.
Graham decided to cut to the chase. "What happened?" He said quietly. Merrill stared out the window at the tree's moving quickly by before he said anything.
"I was on the dock. I had looked around me five times before I jumped off. I was planning on swimming to the other side and asking someone for a ride to the hospital. I saw this guy swimming towards me. I couldn't see his face, because, well, you know," He said sheepishly.
"Its okay. When the doctors say Bo is okay we'll see if there is an octomonotrist in the building.
"Optometrist," Merrill corrected with a smile. Then his face turned serious again. "The kids, did you leave them at the hospital alone?'
Graham's face looked guilty, then he said defensively: "Would you rather me stayed there, and let you rescue more unidentified creatures from the lake?" Merrill didn't respond.
"So what happened after that?"
"Well, this guy, I yelled to him and he didn't respond. It looked like he was having trouble staying above the water. So I swam closer, and he went under. When he resurfaced I realized: "Nice going Merrill. Why don't you swim a bit closer to a creature that wants to kill you and poison your family?"
"So I swam away, and it must of drowned or something, because the next time I saw it, its corpse? Can I call it that? Was floating by me. So I lifted it on to the dock,---"
"You touched it?" Graham said, with the disgust of a 10 year old who found out his brother had kissed a girl.
"Well, I didn't want, like, fish eating it. And besides, when it touched Morgan, his skin didn't get infected or anything," He didn't bring up the subject of the whole water/ Alien subject. He figured they'd have enough time to talk about it later.
Graham pulled into the hospital parking lot, and they both got out. As they were walking towards the elevator, Merrill remarked: "Wow, this looks just like a scene from---" He stopped himself just in time and grinned at Graham.
They stepped onto the elevator and Graham said: "On to Pediomoligy!"
A/N I know I kind of stopped abruptly but I'd rather save the other stuff for the next chapter. Next chapter might not be for a while, I have so much homework this semester but I'll try to update soon. Oh yeah, and for my Morgan story, I'm not abandoning I will update---as soon as I write the next chapter Lol. Thanks for reviewing!
