AN: Completely ignore what I said about it not being out before summer, because, well, never mind! I have my English final tomorrow and here I am, typing away! So PLEASE disregard any mistakes ka pish? NM. Anyway! Hope you like it and thanks to all for reviewing!
I could tell my patient was awake because of the fluttering of her eyes. Just a hint of movement here, a touch there. But I left the Skybolt scout alone, having been participant in many Healing trances myself, knowing how long it took to make your body active again. And I was right. A few minutes before I thought she would wake, her hand clutched the blanket convulsively, and I examined her with my Sight.
It was amazing! All of her previous injuries, mental and physical, were completely Healed, with out a trace that they had ever been there. My astonishment must've been audible, because her eyes opened with a snap.
"Healer Resha," She slurred her words a bit, still partially asleep, "How long have I been-"
"Seven or so candlemarks, and that trance definitely helped you Heal quite a bit." Daya stretched her arms high above her head, and gave a great big yawn. I felt one coming too, and I gave a huge yawn, ended by a hiccup. We both laughed a bit and I murmured, "Yawns are contagious, and I would know," And we both took a moment to chuckle some more, before we turned to more serious matter.
"May I go back to my company?" Daya inquired and at the shake of my head, she frowned and asked me why.
"I, being you Healer, need to how you managed to get such a terrible reaction headache, so I can hopefully prevent it in my other patients, and how you managed to develop my Gift after I had Healed you." Her mouth formed a small "o" but no sound came out. She just sighed.
"Do you hold patient confidentiality true?" She asked, and at my nod she sighed again and blurted, talking fast, "I have many powers. I don't know how, nor why, but when I touch someone who has a special Gift or a talent, I seem to get it from them, at the same power level and abilities." She paused for breath.
Now it was my turn to have my mouth form an "o" but much larger, and I could only sit there and absorb it all in silence. This was too much for me to handle. My brain seemed to be working really slowly compared to the rest of the world. Just as she was about to start up again, she glanced up at me and, seeing my expression, grimaced. "I some how expected that," She stated wearily. "That's how I got your Healing Gift. When you Healed me, you laid your hand on my forehead for an elongated period of time, and the longer the contact, the more power I get."
Finally my tongue found life, "Who else knows?" I asked, and immediately a denial formed in my patient's face.
"Not many. I mean I'm not that stupid! I know people would want that sort of power. Anyway, my friend Muri knows and you, but no one else." She suddenly smiled and tried to make light of the situation, obviously trying to avoid something, "I once touched this scholar person, and I was talking in twenty letter words for a week!"
I smiled weakly, then frowned, "You mean the powers fade, after a while?"
"No," Daya grimaced in the midst of her giggles, "I just learned how to control it."
"So," I said after a moment, "How many powers do you have?"
Daya's eyes grew wary and her brows furrowed, "Why do you want to know?" She asked, her eyes darted around like she was trying to find an escape route.
Yes, she was definitely trying to hide something.
"I'm your Healer, and I must know my patient's condition." I replied, trying to excerpt some comfort into her mind. But she just sighed unhappily.
"You should know, I guess, I've never told anyone the depth and greatness of all of my powers, and I really wasn't planning to. Not now," She paused, looking away, "Or ever." She looked down at her hands, then seemed to realize something. She slid out from between the sheets of her bed and went over to the packs her friend had brought in. She opened the smallest of them and pulled out two long shimmery grayish-black pieces of cloth. I still didn't understand until she slipped them onto her hands.
"Are those gloves so you don't make contact unless you wish to do so?" I asked, impressed, and she nodded confirmation. Daya turned her palms face up and showed me that they weren't all that slippery gray material, but she had made leather palms, so she could grasp things. She walked back to the soft cushions of her window chair and sat gingerly.
"I really cannot talk on that subject, okay? And, whoa! How long have you been here? I mean, don't you have any other patients to attend to?" She was on purposely sending me off to my duties so she wouldn't have to answer any more questions. I decided to play along and see what happens.
My eyes widened, exaggeratedly. I glanced at the candle and saw I had been there for nearly two candlemarks. I sighed and told her I'd be back. I then walked quickly from her room to the hallway, to go and treat a Herald who had broken his arm.
* * *
I shut my eyes and concentrated, until I was sure that Healer Resha was gone. I then uncurled myself from the window seat and crawled back into bed. I was much more tired than I looked, and I could only hide it for so long. So I slept.
* * *
I woke to the soft murmuring of two voices, and took that as my cue to get up. I cracked an eye and saw the Quartermaster and Captain Kero speaking quietly in the hall, with Healer Resha standing wearily just inside my room. I could hear the Quartermaster's burly tones faintly, as if from a dream, ". . .Since the company, with this one here and several others banged up from those bears, we must send another company to get rid of those bandits. . ." She didn't hear the rest because my Healer came in, shut the door, and said, "You should realize I know that your awake, being a Healer and all, and that you should stop pretending."
I grimaced, opening my eyes, "Their sending another company out? I thought they were going to wait for me to get out of here."
"Oh, you're not leaving here until I know what I need to know." She obviously really wanted to know, "I know you're hiding something from me, probably something important, other than what powers you exactly have." My eyes darted to the open window and an idea occurred to me. Completely without moral, but I must get away from her questioning.
I slipped my gloves off.
I sighed, "Okay! Okay! Let me just say this before I leave. I have no idea how many powers I have, to what extent, or how powerful they actually are, okay?" My Healer started to say something about leaving, and how I'm not leaving, and how that can't be fully true, when I cut her off. "Look. I'm sorry. I wish I didn't have to, thank you for the Healing powers, and good bye."
I reached out my hand and laid a finger on her forehead. She blinked in surprise. "Thanks." I whispered, then sent her to sleep with a twitch of my powers. "I'm sorry." I murmured, then quickly pulled my gloves back on. I gathered up my packs, slipped out into the Summer sun, and set off toward the Salle, to await my Captain's return.
AN: I hope you like her escape and now I bet you are all wondering, "What is she trying to hide?" Well I'm sorry because you will have to keep reading to find out.
New chapter won't be out before summer because I need to study for my finals. PLEASE READ AND FOR CRYING OUT LOUD REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay. I'm calm now. * Salutes * Tootles! Ok, did I really just say that? I'm losing it. . . Till next time!
