Six

Laurie and Loomis


Laurie's eyes fluttered open and she winced, a bothersome needle in her arm poking her a bit too much. She looked around a bit and tilted her head upon seeing an older gentleman at her bedside, observing her, his beard was thin, and he was a bit bald. He was kind looking, he smiled down at her even though she didn't know him.

"Good evening Laurie. My name is Dr. Sam Loomis, I'm Michael's psychiatrist."

She sat up slightly. "Is he all right? What are they going to do with him?"

He waved her down. "He's fine, he's fine. We had a long talk, and Terrance Wynn is going to prison while Michael will be released from Smith's Grove. He'll have a lot of service hours to do, but he's all ready planned to use them at a day care center. That's where Tommy Doyle's been while you were out. I must say, you'd make an excellent psychiatrist yourself."

She laughed softly. "He isn't in trouble?"

"He saved your life, why, he even had me take him to church to confess his sins before God! He had me take him to confession, Laurie! It's a miracle and I must thank you for it. There wasn't anyone better for the job."

She smiled softly. "But he isn't completely healed, Doctor."

"Oh no, scars like his take time, but I think a little love, some fun and time will help with that. You'll be back at school soon enough, your friends Annie, Lynda, Paul and Bob have been here nonstop. Ben will be ok, but I'd keep him away from Michael, if I were you."

She smiled softly. "You won't have to worry about that." She paused and shifted slightly, looking at the doctor. "Is he.. Still wearing that mask? And the jumpsuit?"

Loomis laughed. "No, I took him shopping after bleeding for him to take the mask off, he must have gotten six phone numbers from young ladies!" Loomis laughed gently. "He looks like a normal 21 year old now." He paused, nervously looking at his lap, then back at her. "I was thinking, there isn't too much of an age difference and both of you get along so well, perhaps the two of you could...?"

She shook her head. "Michael and I both know that isn't possible. We don't love each other that way."

He cocked his head. "Oh? And why not?"

She smiled as she looked down at the sheets, her eyes never meeting his as she spoke. "He's my brother."

Loomis felt he would have a heart attack. "What?"

She nodded. "I was 2 when he was committed. I would go see him with the Strode's, who adopted me, and he would never do anything. So I forgot that i had a brother, then I found him again."

Loomis shook his head and smiled. "No wonder he gets along with you so well, I just don't see why I never knew."

"The file was hidden." A voice came from the doorway and they both looked up to find Laurie's father. "We requested it be hidden to protect her."

Laurie smiled at him softly. "Hi Daddy."

He smiled back, his eyes teary behind his glasses. "You ok punkin?"

She nodded. "I'm fine, I don't feel a thing."

"Morphine." Loomis pointed out.

Her Dad nodded. "I just wanted to check on you, I have to go home and tell your Mom you're ok or she'll die." He laughed lightly. "We'll both come to pick you up tomorrow."

She nodded. "I'll see you then."

He left and Loomis stood. "I'd better be going. I'll tell Michael you're awake, we have a couple of hotel rooms, I'm going to help him find a job tomorrow, then we'll come and see you at your home. You'll be in bed at least another week."

She smiled. "Thanks doctor Loomis."

He smiled and kissed her hand. "Thank you, Laurie."


Wee bit mushy. Sister thing is back in play now. I'm on a roll, I wrote 3-6 in a day and I'm about to write 7. *does a happy dance* I'm loving this.

I'll add a little surprise in the next one, this i getting too sentimental.