The duo arrived back at the hospital a few minutes later, and Nancy
gingerly helped Frank inside. She walked him over to the admission's desk
and asked the nurse if someone could check him over. The nurse handed them
the requisite paperwork and they took a seat to fill it out.
Amy noticed the two come in and walked over to them. "What happened?" she asked.
Frank gently touched the top of his head. "Just a little accident," he answered vaguely. He glanced at Nancy who was debating whether or not to fill Amy in on all the details.
Nancy motioned for Amy to sit. "Amy, is there something going on that we should know about?"
"Like what?" Amy asked innocently.
"Has Ned told you if he's received any threats of any kind?"
Amy eyes widened at the question. "Not that I know of, why?"
"Well, first our apartment gets ransacked, and Ned gets shot in the process. Then Frank here, got attacked by someone in the garage of our building. Somehow, I don't think these two things were coincidences."
"He never said anything to me," Amy replied. "But then, after meeting you, I realized that there was a lot I didn't know about him."
'You're not the only one,' Nancy thought to herself. "Had he been acting strange to you at all?" she questioned.
"Not, really. I wish that there was something to tell you, but he's just like any other guy I've ever dated." Amy's hand flew to her mouth when she realized what she was saying. "I'm sorry," she apologized profusely, "I didn't mean to rub it in or anything."
Nancy sighed. The more she talked to Amy, it seemed like she was really an innocent pawn in this tangled relationship. She did appear to be a very genuine and sincere person, who had just been unlucky to have gotten mixed up in this complex situation. "It's okay," Nancy said accepting her apology.
Nancy stole a glance at Frank, he had been listening to the conversation while he was filling out paperwork. His eyes met hers and she knew that he believed that Amy was just as innocent as Nancy did.
"Why don't you go home and get some rest?" Nancy offered the young woman. "The doctor said that he wouldn't wake up until sometime in the morning anyway. There's nothing you can do but sit here and worry. If you give me your number, I promise that I'll call you if anything changes."
"You look like you need to rest as well," Amy countered. "I could say the say the same thing to you."
"Yeah, well, unfortunately I think Frank and I are going to be here for a while." Nancy glanced around the bustling emergency room and realized that it would probably be a while before anyone would be out to check on him. Bumps on the head, even large ones, weren't high on the triage list as some of the other things the staff was dealing with.
"If you're sure..."
"I'm positive. Go home and rest. If anything changes, I'll call you."
The young brunette smiled gratefully at Nancy as she stood up and collected her things. "Thank you," she said simply. "Nancy, I... I really appreciate you being so kind to me. I'm not sure I would be as understanding if the situation was reversed."
Nancy shrugged her shoulders, "That's just not the kind of person I am. But, you're welcome."
Amy scribbled her number on a scrap of paper and handed it to Nancy. "Thanks, again."
Frank finished filling out his paperwork and returned it to the clerk at the desk. When he sat back down, he put an arm around Nancy's shoulders and pulled her close to him. "You're a good person, Nancy Drew," he said affectionately. "She's right, you know. I don't know if I would be as understanding if I was in your position."
Nancy glanced up at Frank and sighed. "I never said it was easy."
He lightly ruffled Nancy's hair and dropped a kiss on her forehead. "I don't doubt for one minute that it is. But it takes a strong person to put something like that behind them for the sake of someone else."
"I just I knew what the hell was going on here," Nancy said, frustration evident in her voice.
"Me, too. And as soon as they tell me that I'm okay, we're heading straight to my hotel and checking out what I stored on my laptop."
Nancy nodded, "I hope it can shed some light on this whole mess." She stood up and faced Frank. "I need coffee. Do you want some?"
"That would be great. One cream," he started.
"And two sugars," Nancy finished for him.
"You still remember after all this time how I take my coffee?" Frank asked incredulously.
Nancy smiled and replied, "Don't flatter yourself, Hardy. I just remembered that we both take our coffee the same way."
"Oh," Frank said sheepishly.
Nancy laughed at the embarrassed look on Frank's face. "I'll be right back."
Amy noticed the two come in and walked over to them. "What happened?" she asked.
Frank gently touched the top of his head. "Just a little accident," he answered vaguely. He glanced at Nancy who was debating whether or not to fill Amy in on all the details.
Nancy motioned for Amy to sit. "Amy, is there something going on that we should know about?"
"Like what?" Amy asked innocently.
"Has Ned told you if he's received any threats of any kind?"
Amy eyes widened at the question. "Not that I know of, why?"
"Well, first our apartment gets ransacked, and Ned gets shot in the process. Then Frank here, got attacked by someone in the garage of our building. Somehow, I don't think these two things were coincidences."
"He never said anything to me," Amy replied. "But then, after meeting you, I realized that there was a lot I didn't know about him."
'You're not the only one,' Nancy thought to herself. "Had he been acting strange to you at all?" she questioned.
"Not, really. I wish that there was something to tell you, but he's just like any other guy I've ever dated." Amy's hand flew to her mouth when she realized what she was saying. "I'm sorry," she apologized profusely, "I didn't mean to rub it in or anything."
Nancy sighed. The more she talked to Amy, it seemed like she was really an innocent pawn in this tangled relationship. She did appear to be a very genuine and sincere person, who had just been unlucky to have gotten mixed up in this complex situation. "It's okay," Nancy said accepting her apology.
Nancy stole a glance at Frank, he had been listening to the conversation while he was filling out paperwork. His eyes met hers and she knew that he believed that Amy was just as innocent as Nancy did.
"Why don't you go home and get some rest?" Nancy offered the young woman. "The doctor said that he wouldn't wake up until sometime in the morning anyway. There's nothing you can do but sit here and worry. If you give me your number, I promise that I'll call you if anything changes."
"You look like you need to rest as well," Amy countered. "I could say the say the same thing to you."
"Yeah, well, unfortunately I think Frank and I are going to be here for a while." Nancy glanced around the bustling emergency room and realized that it would probably be a while before anyone would be out to check on him. Bumps on the head, even large ones, weren't high on the triage list as some of the other things the staff was dealing with.
"If you're sure..."
"I'm positive. Go home and rest. If anything changes, I'll call you."
The young brunette smiled gratefully at Nancy as she stood up and collected her things. "Thank you," she said simply. "Nancy, I... I really appreciate you being so kind to me. I'm not sure I would be as understanding if the situation was reversed."
Nancy shrugged her shoulders, "That's just not the kind of person I am. But, you're welcome."
Amy scribbled her number on a scrap of paper and handed it to Nancy. "Thanks, again."
Frank finished filling out his paperwork and returned it to the clerk at the desk. When he sat back down, he put an arm around Nancy's shoulders and pulled her close to him. "You're a good person, Nancy Drew," he said affectionately. "She's right, you know. I don't know if I would be as understanding if I was in your position."
Nancy glanced up at Frank and sighed. "I never said it was easy."
He lightly ruffled Nancy's hair and dropped a kiss on her forehead. "I don't doubt for one minute that it is. But it takes a strong person to put something like that behind them for the sake of someone else."
"I just I knew what the hell was going on here," Nancy said, frustration evident in her voice.
"Me, too. And as soon as they tell me that I'm okay, we're heading straight to my hotel and checking out what I stored on my laptop."
Nancy nodded, "I hope it can shed some light on this whole mess." She stood up and faced Frank. "I need coffee. Do you want some?"
"That would be great. One cream," he started.
"And two sugars," Nancy finished for him.
"You still remember after all this time how I take my coffee?" Frank asked incredulously.
Nancy smiled and replied, "Don't flatter yourself, Hardy. I just remembered that we both take our coffee the same way."
"Oh," Frank said sheepishly.
Nancy laughed at the embarrassed look on Frank's face. "I'll be right back."