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One in a Million
~Lizzie~Hospital~
Janet, Jack, and Sarah were at the hospital. Janet and Jack were talking to the doctor about Lucy's condition.
"Ms. Nelson is in an unusual state right now," the doctor said.
"Is she going to be all right?" Janet asked.
"Oh, in a few weeks, everything will be back to normal, but for now, we recommend her getting some help and going to see someone."
"Can she leave today?" Janet asked.
"Well, yes and no," the doctor said.
"What do you mean?"
""I mean she can leave the room she is in, but we think it would be best if she stays in the psychological ward for a few days just to straighten things out. She isn't insane or anything, but it would probably be best for her to do so, especially since she has a young child. You never know when something like this can happen," the doctor explained.
"What about Sarah? Her daughter?"
"Well, if she can't stay with you or a relative, we might have to contact social services," the doctor said.
"Why would you do a thing like that?" Janet asked, "Lucy is an excellent mother!"
"I am sure she is! This is the law, though. It would only be temporary, until the doctors can make sure Ms. Nelson is ready to take care of Sarah again. She must take care of herself first, and then others."
"What does Lucy have to say about this?" Jack asked.
"Ms. Nelson is going through a hard time right now. She isn't able to make decisions like this," the doctor explained.
"Why not?" Janet asked.
"Lucy may be awake, but she doesn't seem to have much memory right now," the doctor explained.
"She has amnesia?" Janet asked.
"Well, yes. We can't seem to find out what caused her to suffer an anxiety attack, and she can't recall anything about last night," the doctor explained.
"Was she drinking?" Janet blurted.
"Janet!" Jack gasped.
"What?! You never know!" Janet said.
"There was no indication of any alcohol in her blood," the doctor said.
"Okay," Janet said.
"Now, what would you like to do about Ms. Nelson's daughter, Sarah?"
"We'll take her," Jack said.
"Good. Uh, we will need someone to call her work and explain to them what happened. We can take care of that," the doctor said.
"Good," Janet said, "What is the story on visitors?"
"Depending on how she is doing, visitors are usually welcome during visiting hours in the place she is going," the doctor explained, "They just have to be approved by both her and the doctors beforehand."
"Okay, well we better be going," Jack said.
All three of them headed for the hospital exit. As soon as they were outside, Janet said, "Uh, how are we going to take care of Sarah? We have to visit my sister in Maine in a few days, remember?"
"We can just tell your sister something came up," Jack said.
"We can't do that! I have to see my sister! I haven't seen her in over a year! And as you recall, Marie hates children!"
"Calm down, honey! We will figure something out!" Jack said.
"Like what?"
"I am not positive yet, but I have an idea," Jack explained.
Janet shifted Sarah in her arms, "Good, because I would really hate to send Sarah to the social services people."
"We aren't going to do that."
~Lizzie's Apartment~
Jack and Janet walked into Lizzie's apartment with the key. "Okay, genius, what is your plan?" Janet asked.
"Well, remember that Gordon fellow on the computer?"
"Not really, but go on."
"Well, it dawned on me this morning that we know some Gordon's from California, and I thought maybe we could call them and see if they are the same ones. It is a long shot, but it's the only shot I can think of right now," Jack said.
"What Gordon's?" Janet asked as she put Sarah down
"You know, Howard and Roberta Gordon. We met them in Colorado about twenty years ago. They had a son, about Sarah's age?"
"Oh, yeah! I remember them! We exchanged addresses and information!"
"Good! You remember them! Do we still have their phone number?"
"Of course! I never throw anything away! Let me go get it for you," Janet said. She disappeared to go into her own apartment, and reappeared with a slip of paper, "Here it is! Ooh, its in Hill Ridge," Janet said.
Jack took the piece of paper and called the number. There were several rings and no answer. He got the answering machine, "It says they are in Colorado. They give a number," Jack said, writing down the number. He then hung up the phone.
"Should we try them in Colorado?"
"I guess, unless you have a better idea," he said.
"No, I don't," Janet said.
Jack dialed the number for Colorado, and a woman voice picked up, "Hello?"
"Hi. This is Jack Head. Is this Roberta Gordon?"
"Yes, this is she," Roberta replied, confused.
"Hey! You probably don't remember me, but my wife and I met you about twenty years ago in Colorado. We were in the cabin next door, and your son liked to play with our chess set," Jack said, hoping Roberta would remember.
"Oh, yeah! I remember you! How could I forget! Our son really liked you!" Roberta said.
"Good! How is your son? He must be around 22 by now!" Jack said.
"David is doing fine. This is going to sound strange, but we thought David was dead for about two years until about a few weeks ago," Roberta said.
"Wow! What a miracle! But he is fine, now?"
"He is excellent! You know, I am sure he would love to talk to you, would you like to give him a call?"
"Um, sure! I would love to talk to him," Jack said, "We were actually wondering if maybe he could help us out on something. Where is he?"
"Oh, he is traveling around the US trying to find someone. He is in Oklahoma right now, I believe," Roberta said.
"Cool. Do you think he will be stopping in Arkansas anytime soon?"
"You know, now that you mention it, I think that is the next state. Why? What can he do to help you?"
"Well, Janet and I are in sort of a bind with a friend of ours. You see, I retired out of the CIA about a year ago, and now Janet and I are tenants to an apartment in Stuttgart, Arkansas."
"Yes?" Roberta said.
"Well, you see, this is sort of a big favor, you see, but it is kind of an emergency," Jack said.
"What is it?"
"A young friend of ours with a child is in the hospital right now. Maybe you know her. Lucy Nelson?"
"I am afraid I don't," Roberta said, "But maybe we can help anyway."
"I hope you can. Anyway, the doctor said they might have to keep Lucy for the next few weeks. Unfortunately, the child has no one to stay with because Janet and I have to go out of town. The girl is almost two now and is really sweet. We were kind of hoping maybe David could come and watch her for a while. I am so sorry to call you out of the blue like this, but it really is an emergency. David can stay in her apartment, and we can pay him if he wants. We will do whatever we can to pay you back," Jack said.
"I don't know. I would love to help you, but I can't volunteer David. I can talk to him about it, though," Roberta said.
"Would you? He would be a hero if he did this," Jack said.
"Did you say you worked in the CIA?" Roberta said.
"Yep, right in Langley, Virginia," Jack said.
"Do you know anything about the Witness Protection Program?"
"Only too much. Why?"
"No reason. Maybe you can help David with a project about it," Roberta said.
"I would be more than happy to help him. Please call us when you hear from David. You really would be helping us out more than you know it," Jack said.
"I will. I can't promise you anything, but I will try to convince him," Roberta said.
Jack gave Roberta the number and they hung up.
"What's the story?" Janet asked.
"She said she would call her son, David," Jack said.
"David Gordon? Is he old enough to do this?"
"He is twenty-two. He also happens to be the same David Gordon on the computer. I was thinking maybe they knew each other, and maybe they do. I hope he will do it," Jack said.
"So do I," Janet said.
~~~
~Gordo~ At Hotel~
Gordo was woken up by his cell phone ringing. He slowly opened his eyes and answered the phone.
"Hello?" he said, sleepily.
"David? Hi! This is your mother? Are you awake?"
"Yes," Gordo said. He looked at the clock. It was past noon by now.
"Good, because I need to talk to you about something. This might sound crazy, but it is worth a shot," she said.
"What is worth a shot?"
"How much longer were you planning on staying in Oklahoma?"
"A few more days. Why?"
"Because I have a huge favor to ask you," she said.
"What kind of favor?" Gordo asked.
"Well, an old friend of ours just called, and asked us if you could help them," Roberta started.
"Help them with what?"
"They are in a bind with a friend of theirs who is in the hospital. They need someone to look after the woman's child," Roberta said.
"What about the father?" Gordo asked.
"The child has no father. Listen, I would have said no to the whole thing, but I think this should be a great opportunity," she said.
"How?"
"Well, first of all, you can see what it is like taking care of a child," she said.
"Okay, what else?"
"Well, not only will you be taking care of this child, but since the child has no father, you can be a male influence on the child," she said.
"How old is this child?"
"She is almost two," Roberta said.
"That is how old my child would be," Gordo said, distantly.
"Even more of a reason. Listen, it's not only about the child, it's also about the people. The person that needs this favor is a former member of the CIA. He knows a lot about the Witness Protection Program and would be willing to help you with information about the CIA," Roberta said.
"Where is this place?"
"Stuttgart, Arkansas. It's not that far from Little Rock," Roberta said.
"How long would I be there?"
"A few weeks. You will get paid," Roberta said.
Gordo closed his eyes and let out a huge sigh, "Fine, sure, whatever, I will do it. When do I need to be down there?"
"Can you get there by tomorrow?"
"What?! Are you crazy or something?" Gordo said.
"David, please! You are doing these people a huge favor, and you can easily get down there by tomorrow," Roberta said.
Gordo sighed, "Fine, sure, I will get down there."
"Thank you! I will call them and tell them that!"
"How do you know these people?"
"We met each other about twenty years ago," Roberta said.
"Why did they call you?"
"I don't know. They must have been really desperate or something. They did ask specifically for you, though," Roberta said.
"How bizarre," Gordo said.
~~~
What do you think? I told you something good happens. It's just, Gordo doesn't know how good he has it yet. I will try to have the next chapter up soon. In the mean time, I hope you are reading my other story, "That's Amore" and the story I am co-writing with ottertheelephante, "Love Letters" Thanks and please review!
One in a Million
~Lizzie~Hospital~
Janet, Jack, and Sarah were at the hospital. Janet and Jack were talking to the doctor about Lucy's condition.
"Ms. Nelson is in an unusual state right now," the doctor said.
"Is she going to be all right?" Janet asked.
"Oh, in a few weeks, everything will be back to normal, but for now, we recommend her getting some help and going to see someone."
"Can she leave today?" Janet asked.
"Well, yes and no," the doctor said.
"What do you mean?"
""I mean she can leave the room she is in, but we think it would be best if she stays in the psychological ward for a few days just to straighten things out. She isn't insane or anything, but it would probably be best for her to do so, especially since she has a young child. You never know when something like this can happen," the doctor explained.
"What about Sarah? Her daughter?"
"Well, if she can't stay with you or a relative, we might have to contact social services," the doctor said.
"Why would you do a thing like that?" Janet asked, "Lucy is an excellent mother!"
"I am sure she is! This is the law, though. It would only be temporary, until the doctors can make sure Ms. Nelson is ready to take care of Sarah again. She must take care of herself first, and then others."
"What does Lucy have to say about this?" Jack asked.
"Ms. Nelson is going through a hard time right now. She isn't able to make decisions like this," the doctor explained.
"Why not?" Janet asked.
"Lucy may be awake, but she doesn't seem to have much memory right now," the doctor explained.
"She has amnesia?" Janet asked.
"Well, yes. We can't seem to find out what caused her to suffer an anxiety attack, and she can't recall anything about last night," the doctor explained.
"Was she drinking?" Janet blurted.
"Janet!" Jack gasped.
"What?! You never know!" Janet said.
"There was no indication of any alcohol in her blood," the doctor said.
"Okay," Janet said.
"Now, what would you like to do about Ms. Nelson's daughter, Sarah?"
"We'll take her," Jack said.
"Good. Uh, we will need someone to call her work and explain to them what happened. We can take care of that," the doctor said.
"Good," Janet said, "What is the story on visitors?"
"Depending on how she is doing, visitors are usually welcome during visiting hours in the place she is going," the doctor explained, "They just have to be approved by both her and the doctors beforehand."
"Okay, well we better be going," Jack said.
All three of them headed for the hospital exit. As soon as they were outside, Janet said, "Uh, how are we going to take care of Sarah? We have to visit my sister in Maine in a few days, remember?"
"We can just tell your sister something came up," Jack said.
"We can't do that! I have to see my sister! I haven't seen her in over a year! And as you recall, Marie hates children!"
"Calm down, honey! We will figure something out!" Jack said.
"Like what?"
"I am not positive yet, but I have an idea," Jack explained.
Janet shifted Sarah in her arms, "Good, because I would really hate to send Sarah to the social services people."
"We aren't going to do that."
~Lizzie's Apartment~
Jack and Janet walked into Lizzie's apartment with the key. "Okay, genius, what is your plan?" Janet asked.
"Well, remember that Gordon fellow on the computer?"
"Not really, but go on."
"Well, it dawned on me this morning that we know some Gordon's from California, and I thought maybe we could call them and see if they are the same ones. It is a long shot, but it's the only shot I can think of right now," Jack said.
"What Gordon's?" Janet asked as she put Sarah down
"You know, Howard and Roberta Gordon. We met them in Colorado about twenty years ago. They had a son, about Sarah's age?"
"Oh, yeah! I remember them! We exchanged addresses and information!"
"Good! You remember them! Do we still have their phone number?"
"Of course! I never throw anything away! Let me go get it for you," Janet said. She disappeared to go into her own apartment, and reappeared with a slip of paper, "Here it is! Ooh, its in Hill Ridge," Janet said.
Jack took the piece of paper and called the number. There were several rings and no answer. He got the answering machine, "It says they are in Colorado. They give a number," Jack said, writing down the number. He then hung up the phone.
"Should we try them in Colorado?"
"I guess, unless you have a better idea," he said.
"No, I don't," Janet said.
Jack dialed the number for Colorado, and a woman voice picked up, "Hello?"
"Hi. This is Jack Head. Is this Roberta Gordon?"
"Yes, this is she," Roberta replied, confused.
"Hey! You probably don't remember me, but my wife and I met you about twenty years ago in Colorado. We were in the cabin next door, and your son liked to play with our chess set," Jack said, hoping Roberta would remember.
"Oh, yeah! I remember you! How could I forget! Our son really liked you!" Roberta said.
"Good! How is your son? He must be around 22 by now!" Jack said.
"David is doing fine. This is going to sound strange, but we thought David was dead for about two years until about a few weeks ago," Roberta said.
"Wow! What a miracle! But he is fine, now?"
"He is excellent! You know, I am sure he would love to talk to you, would you like to give him a call?"
"Um, sure! I would love to talk to him," Jack said, "We were actually wondering if maybe he could help us out on something. Where is he?"
"Oh, he is traveling around the US trying to find someone. He is in Oklahoma right now, I believe," Roberta said.
"Cool. Do you think he will be stopping in Arkansas anytime soon?"
"You know, now that you mention it, I think that is the next state. Why? What can he do to help you?"
"Well, Janet and I are in sort of a bind with a friend of ours. You see, I retired out of the CIA about a year ago, and now Janet and I are tenants to an apartment in Stuttgart, Arkansas."
"Yes?" Roberta said.
"Well, you see, this is sort of a big favor, you see, but it is kind of an emergency," Jack said.
"What is it?"
"A young friend of ours with a child is in the hospital right now. Maybe you know her. Lucy Nelson?"
"I am afraid I don't," Roberta said, "But maybe we can help anyway."
"I hope you can. Anyway, the doctor said they might have to keep Lucy for the next few weeks. Unfortunately, the child has no one to stay with because Janet and I have to go out of town. The girl is almost two now and is really sweet. We were kind of hoping maybe David could come and watch her for a while. I am so sorry to call you out of the blue like this, but it really is an emergency. David can stay in her apartment, and we can pay him if he wants. We will do whatever we can to pay you back," Jack said.
"I don't know. I would love to help you, but I can't volunteer David. I can talk to him about it, though," Roberta said.
"Would you? He would be a hero if he did this," Jack said.
"Did you say you worked in the CIA?" Roberta said.
"Yep, right in Langley, Virginia," Jack said.
"Do you know anything about the Witness Protection Program?"
"Only too much. Why?"
"No reason. Maybe you can help David with a project about it," Roberta said.
"I would be more than happy to help him. Please call us when you hear from David. You really would be helping us out more than you know it," Jack said.
"I will. I can't promise you anything, but I will try to convince him," Roberta said.
Jack gave Roberta the number and they hung up.
"What's the story?" Janet asked.
"She said she would call her son, David," Jack said.
"David Gordon? Is he old enough to do this?"
"He is twenty-two. He also happens to be the same David Gordon on the computer. I was thinking maybe they knew each other, and maybe they do. I hope he will do it," Jack said.
"So do I," Janet said.
~~~
~Gordo~ At Hotel~
Gordo was woken up by his cell phone ringing. He slowly opened his eyes and answered the phone.
"Hello?" he said, sleepily.
"David? Hi! This is your mother? Are you awake?"
"Yes," Gordo said. He looked at the clock. It was past noon by now.
"Good, because I need to talk to you about something. This might sound crazy, but it is worth a shot," she said.
"What is worth a shot?"
"How much longer were you planning on staying in Oklahoma?"
"A few more days. Why?"
"Because I have a huge favor to ask you," she said.
"What kind of favor?" Gordo asked.
"Well, an old friend of ours just called, and asked us if you could help them," Roberta started.
"Help them with what?"
"They are in a bind with a friend of theirs who is in the hospital. They need someone to look after the woman's child," Roberta said.
"What about the father?" Gordo asked.
"The child has no father. Listen, I would have said no to the whole thing, but I think this should be a great opportunity," she said.
"How?"
"Well, first of all, you can see what it is like taking care of a child," she said.
"Okay, what else?"
"Well, not only will you be taking care of this child, but since the child has no father, you can be a male influence on the child," she said.
"How old is this child?"
"She is almost two," Roberta said.
"That is how old my child would be," Gordo said, distantly.
"Even more of a reason. Listen, it's not only about the child, it's also about the people. The person that needs this favor is a former member of the CIA. He knows a lot about the Witness Protection Program and would be willing to help you with information about the CIA," Roberta said.
"Where is this place?"
"Stuttgart, Arkansas. It's not that far from Little Rock," Roberta said.
"How long would I be there?"
"A few weeks. You will get paid," Roberta said.
Gordo closed his eyes and let out a huge sigh, "Fine, sure, whatever, I will do it. When do I need to be down there?"
"Can you get there by tomorrow?"
"What?! Are you crazy or something?" Gordo said.
"David, please! You are doing these people a huge favor, and you can easily get down there by tomorrow," Roberta said.
Gordo sighed, "Fine, sure, I will get down there."
"Thank you! I will call them and tell them that!"
"How do you know these people?"
"We met each other about twenty years ago," Roberta said.
"Why did they call you?"
"I don't know. They must have been really desperate or something. They did ask specifically for you, though," Roberta said.
"How bizarre," Gordo said.
~~~
What do you think? I told you something good happens. It's just, Gordo doesn't know how good he has it yet. I will try to have the next chapter up soon. In the mean time, I hope you are reading my other story, "That's Amore" and the story I am co-writing with ottertheelephante, "Love Letters" Thanks and please review!