Title: A Hero Arrives (5/?): Sequel to 'A Fallen Hero'
Author: DCForever
Contact: dcforever23@yahoo.com
Feedback: Who doesn't want it? It is definitely welcomed.
Genre: Action/Adventure, Drama, Science Fiction
Archiving: Archiving is permitted as long as I know of where it will be posted and that all the above info stays intact.
Disclaimer: Lets get this straight...I'm not affiliated with anyone...don't have anything of major value. Think that about covers it.
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"CK, we're here. You can wake up now." Sandra reached over shaking the sleeping young man. "Chris, are you awake? Man you are one hard sleeper." Reaching over to whisper in Clark's ear. "If you wake up I'll give you a kiss." Sandra sat back in her seat waited for a response that never came. The young man was in a deep dreamscape that he didn't seem to have any control over.
Out of the blue, Clark raised his head and looked around in a dazed state of mind. "Where am I?"
"My goodness...if I didn't know better I would say that you were dead."
Having not regained all his senses, "You're closer to the truth than you could ever believe." Sandra didn't know what to make of his comment, but she didn't push the issue.
"Are you up to seeing Rachel?"
"Rachel?" Clark knew he must have been still dreaming. There was that name again.
"Oh sorry...only I call her that."
"Only you...are you sure? I've heard that name before. I could have sworn it really happened."
"Okay, now you are confusing me. What are you talking about...what happened?"
Shaking his head from side to side trying to clear away the imaginary cobwebs. "I guess it was only a dream." Now looking Sandra in the eyes. "In my dream...we already visited Danielle, but you didn't call her Danielle...you called her Rachel. That's where I've heard that name before."
"How is that possibly, Chris?"
"I have no idea, Sandra...no idea. And she knew about me...I mean...ummm..."
"What were you going say?"
"It wasn't anything. Maybe we should go on up. Hey, it was a dream right...nothing more. I guess it was a freak act of nature or coincidence."
"CK, you become more of a mystery every time we talk. I can tell you are hiding something, but it will come out eventually. It may take a little doing, but you'll eventually trust me enough to spill whatever it is you are hiding from me. But you are right...we should go on up."
A few minutes later, Clark and Sandra were walking down the third floor corridor. Clark walked in silence, as he was experiencing deja vu.
"Hang on a minute CK, I need to double check that she is still in her same room."
A minute later, Sandra reappeared. "So is she still in room 304?"
The girl threw Clark a questioning and baffled look. "How did you know what room she was in? Even I didn't know that. The nurse just told me they moved her there this morning from her room 220...where I visited her yesterday. CK?"
Shrugging his shoulders, "Lucky guess?"
"Try again."
"I really don't know. I dreamed it I guess."
"You guess? So are you telling me you happened to have a dream in which you learned of a name that only Danielle's parents and myself call her and the new hospital room number that she happened to have moved to only a few hours ago. Is there anything else you might like to share, anything at all? Hey, I know...why don't I just throw this at ya...since I'm sure you dreamed about it as well."
"If you want to play this game then go ahead...ask away."
"Alright I will. Mr. I Dream of everything...what is Rachel wearing when we first walk in her room?"
"Nothing."
"Yeah, alright...now I know you're lying. That's the answer I was expecting to get from a guy."
"Fine, be that way. You really want to know what I dreamed...okay here it goes. We both walk in and her parents are there and Danielle is behind a closed curtain dressing. She reappears with a pink teddy like top. Oh no, don't try and stop me now. I'm not just some perv of guy...I'm more mature for that. You wanted to know so you will listen and learn. Her mom is wearing a dark, navy blue blazer and her father is wearing a blue striped...vertical strips for those that care to know the 'exacts' of everything. He is wearing khaki colored pants. Okay this may be where my dream got a little crazy and one track minded, but Danielle is wearing cherry flavored lip gloss."
Sandra leans against the corridor's wall and looks at Clark in a disbelieving way. "You wish?"
"For someone that wishes...maybe I need to get to Vegas quick...cause if my calculations are correct...I'm two for two and batting 1.000."
As Sandra and Clark enter Danielle's room, the Thomas' greet them. On first glance, Sandra doesn't see her friend, but does see a tall closed curtain with a shadow moving about behind it. Moving her head from one line of vision to the other, she realizes that everything going on in the room was exactly how Clark had described it.
Walking back over to Clark and whispering in his ear, "There is something more than coincidences going on here. But being a fair woman as I am...I was wrong and you were right. We will discuss this at a later time."
Whispering back into the girl's ear, "I'm as baffled as you are and I love a fair woman." They both pulled back and stared into each other's eyes.
Tapping on Sandra's shoulder, "I don't mean to intrude, but are you here to see me or two find a room?"
Clark and Sandra both turn to look at the source of the sound. Upon realizing it was her friend, "Rachel, its so good to see you."
"Same to you, Sandy." They lock in a loving and heart felt embrace. "Who's your tall, handsome friend?"
"Oh, sorry...this is CK."
"CK? Wouldn't stand for Calvin Klein by any chance?"
Clark started blushing at Danielle's obvious attempt at flirting. "Christopher Clark. Its nice to meet you. I'm sorry for what you've been through."
Looking at the taller gentleman, "No need for apologies." Leaning close into his ear, "You did all you could...and I'm grateful." Clark froze for a moment as Danielle pulled back and carried on as if she hadn't said a thing. "Okay, I know I heard Sandy call you CK, but nowhere in Christopher Clark do I see a 'K'"
Answering for the still blushing and confused young man, "Kent...his middle name is Kent."
Danielle looked back at her friend. "Maybe in this life...but not in his previous one." Sandra gave her friend a weird look before being pulled into a three-way hug with Danielle and Clark. "Ah it's so good to have friends...especially friends that bring other friends a handsome and very charming young man as a going home gift."
Sandra quickly ran her hand under her friend's arm and started a tickling attack that the Mr. Thomas broke up. "Okay girls, enough is enough. I think we should think about getting out of here. Remember, I'm paying for this room...so every second longer you stay in here is an extra few hundred that can't go to new outfits or...dare I say it...new shoes." Both girls quickly dashed for the door, but due to quick thinking, Clark managed to grab Danielle by the waist as she tried to run by. "If I'm not mistaken...patients have to be wheeled out of a hospital by a nurse or an orderly. I believe it's regulation."
Danielle gave Clark an evil look before turning to look at her parents. "Dad, do I really have to be wheeled out in a wheelchair? Haven't I gone through enough without having to be humiliated by a wheelchair?"
Her father just smiled as he reached for the nurse's call button on the edge of the bed. "Thanks, Christopher. I sure wouldn't want to be sued for something as petty as that." Clark and Mr. Thomas stared at the girls with huge smiles written across their faces. Sandra fell into the game and cracked her own smile as an elderly nurse appeared at the door with a wheelchair in hand.
"Did someone call for a ride?" Danielle flashed her dad and Clark and evil eye before falling down into the chair on wheels. Sandra laid her hand on Danielle's shoulder as the nurse started carting her down the hall towards the elevator. While the floors chimed as they descended in the elevator, Danielle reached out and took Clark's hand in her own; neither looked at each other as flashbacks suddenly started filling each of their minds. One second they were in a hospital elevator, the next they were in a dark alley as Clark was ramming a guy's head through a metal dumpster and then the next the elevator doors were opening. Clark next found his hand on Danielle's other shoulder as everybody headed for the hospital exit.
After a few minutes of talking, the Thomas figured it best that Danielle ride with Sandra and Clark ride back to campus with them. "Chris, would you mind riding back with us and let the girls have some time to themselves?"
"No problem, Mrs. Thomas." Turning to the girls, "If you girls think you can make it safely back to the campus, then I'll just catch a ride with Danielle's parents."
"Thanks, CK."
"Yeah, that goes double for me. And CK...my closest and dearest friends call me Rachel." Danielle's parents and Sandra all looked at the two in bewilderment. They each got into their separate transportation and headed back towards the school.
"So Sandy, do you fancy Chris?"
"What...are you trying to already move in on my guy...okay, a possibility of being my guy?"
"I just asked a question."
"Well, he is easy on the eyes." Danielle watched as her friend started blushing.
"So how close are you two?"
Quickly turning to face her friend and then turning her concentration back to the road before them, "We haven't if that is what you mean."
"Well, that is good to know, but that isn't what I meant. How well do you know this CK?"
"He doesn't say much about himself. He's a mystery, but most of the good ones are. Though listening to the way you asked...I'm thinking he maybe more of a mystery than I ever thought possible. I have an odd feeling in the bottom of my stomach that is telling me that you two know each other somehow. I know it's crazy, but usually my gut feelings hit closer to home. So, mind me asking you...just how close are you and CK?"
(To be continued)
Author: DCForever
Contact: dcforever23@yahoo.com
Feedback: Who doesn't want it? It is definitely welcomed.
Genre: Action/Adventure, Drama, Science Fiction
Archiving: Archiving is permitted as long as I know of where it will be posted and that all the above info stays intact.
Disclaimer: Lets get this straight...I'm not affiliated with anyone...don't have anything of major value. Think that about covers it.
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"CK, we're here. You can wake up now." Sandra reached over shaking the sleeping young man. "Chris, are you awake? Man you are one hard sleeper." Reaching over to whisper in Clark's ear. "If you wake up I'll give you a kiss." Sandra sat back in her seat waited for a response that never came. The young man was in a deep dreamscape that he didn't seem to have any control over.
Out of the blue, Clark raised his head and looked around in a dazed state of mind. "Where am I?"
"My goodness...if I didn't know better I would say that you were dead."
Having not regained all his senses, "You're closer to the truth than you could ever believe." Sandra didn't know what to make of his comment, but she didn't push the issue.
"Are you up to seeing Rachel?"
"Rachel?" Clark knew he must have been still dreaming. There was that name again.
"Oh sorry...only I call her that."
"Only you...are you sure? I've heard that name before. I could have sworn it really happened."
"Okay, now you are confusing me. What are you talking about...what happened?"
Shaking his head from side to side trying to clear away the imaginary cobwebs. "I guess it was only a dream." Now looking Sandra in the eyes. "In my dream...we already visited Danielle, but you didn't call her Danielle...you called her Rachel. That's where I've heard that name before."
"How is that possibly, Chris?"
"I have no idea, Sandra...no idea. And she knew about me...I mean...ummm..."
"What were you going say?"
"It wasn't anything. Maybe we should go on up. Hey, it was a dream right...nothing more. I guess it was a freak act of nature or coincidence."
"CK, you become more of a mystery every time we talk. I can tell you are hiding something, but it will come out eventually. It may take a little doing, but you'll eventually trust me enough to spill whatever it is you are hiding from me. But you are right...we should go on up."
A few minutes later, Clark and Sandra were walking down the third floor corridor. Clark walked in silence, as he was experiencing deja vu.
"Hang on a minute CK, I need to double check that she is still in her same room."
A minute later, Sandra reappeared. "So is she still in room 304?"
The girl threw Clark a questioning and baffled look. "How did you know what room she was in? Even I didn't know that. The nurse just told me they moved her there this morning from her room 220...where I visited her yesterday. CK?"
Shrugging his shoulders, "Lucky guess?"
"Try again."
"I really don't know. I dreamed it I guess."
"You guess? So are you telling me you happened to have a dream in which you learned of a name that only Danielle's parents and myself call her and the new hospital room number that she happened to have moved to only a few hours ago. Is there anything else you might like to share, anything at all? Hey, I know...why don't I just throw this at ya...since I'm sure you dreamed about it as well."
"If you want to play this game then go ahead...ask away."
"Alright I will. Mr. I Dream of everything...what is Rachel wearing when we first walk in her room?"
"Nothing."
"Yeah, alright...now I know you're lying. That's the answer I was expecting to get from a guy."
"Fine, be that way. You really want to know what I dreamed...okay here it goes. We both walk in and her parents are there and Danielle is behind a closed curtain dressing. She reappears with a pink teddy like top. Oh no, don't try and stop me now. I'm not just some perv of guy...I'm more mature for that. You wanted to know so you will listen and learn. Her mom is wearing a dark, navy blue blazer and her father is wearing a blue striped...vertical strips for those that care to know the 'exacts' of everything. He is wearing khaki colored pants. Okay this may be where my dream got a little crazy and one track minded, but Danielle is wearing cherry flavored lip gloss."
Sandra leans against the corridor's wall and looks at Clark in a disbelieving way. "You wish?"
"For someone that wishes...maybe I need to get to Vegas quick...cause if my calculations are correct...I'm two for two and batting 1.000."
As Sandra and Clark enter Danielle's room, the Thomas' greet them. On first glance, Sandra doesn't see her friend, but does see a tall closed curtain with a shadow moving about behind it. Moving her head from one line of vision to the other, she realizes that everything going on in the room was exactly how Clark had described it.
Walking back over to Clark and whispering in his ear, "There is something more than coincidences going on here. But being a fair woman as I am...I was wrong and you were right. We will discuss this at a later time."
Whispering back into the girl's ear, "I'm as baffled as you are and I love a fair woman." They both pulled back and stared into each other's eyes.
Tapping on Sandra's shoulder, "I don't mean to intrude, but are you here to see me or two find a room?"
Clark and Sandra both turn to look at the source of the sound. Upon realizing it was her friend, "Rachel, its so good to see you."
"Same to you, Sandy." They lock in a loving and heart felt embrace. "Who's your tall, handsome friend?"
"Oh, sorry...this is CK."
"CK? Wouldn't stand for Calvin Klein by any chance?"
Clark started blushing at Danielle's obvious attempt at flirting. "Christopher Clark. Its nice to meet you. I'm sorry for what you've been through."
Looking at the taller gentleman, "No need for apologies." Leaning close into his ear, "You did all you could...and I'm grateful." Clark froze for a moment as Danielle pulled back and carried on as if she hadn't said a thing. "Okay, I know I heard Sandy call you CK, but nowhere in Christopher Clark do I see a 'K'"
Answering for the still blushing and confused young man, "Kent...his middle name is Kent."
Danielle looked back at her friend. "Maybe in this life...but not in his previous one." Sandra gave her friend a weird look before being pulled into a three-way hug with Danielle and Clark. "Ah it's so good to have friends...especially friends that bring other friends a handsome and very charming young man as a going home gift."
Sandra quickly ran her hand under her friend's arm and started a tickling attack that the Mr. Thomas broke up. "Okay girls, enough is enough. I think we should think about getting out of here. Remember, I'm paying for this room...so every second longer you stay in here is an extra few hundred that can't go to new outfits or...dare I say it...new shoes." Both girls quickly dashed for the door, but due to quick thinking, Clark managed to grab Danielle by the waist as she tried to run by. "If I'm not mistaken...patients have to be wheeled out of a hospital by a nurse or an orderly. I believe it's regulation."
Danielle gave Clark an evil look before turning to look at her parents. "Dad, do I really have to be wheeled out in a wheelchair? Haven't I gone through enough without having to be humiliated by a wheelchair?"
Her father just smiled as he reached for the nurse's call button on the edge of the bed. "Thanks, Christopher. I sure wouldn't want to be sued for something as petty as that." Clark and Mr. Thomas stared at the girls with huge smiles written across their faces. Sandra fell into the game and cracked her own smile as an elderly nurse appeared at the door with a wheelchair in hand.
"Did someone call for a ride?" Danielle flashed her dad and Clark and evil eye before falling down into the chair on wheels. Sandra laid her hand on Danielle's shoulder as the nurse started carting her down the hall towards the elevator. While the floors chimed as they descended in the elevator, Danielle reached out and took Clark's hand in her own; neither looked at each other as flashbacks suddenly started filling each of their minds. One second they were in a hospital elevator, the next they were in a dark alley as Clark was ramming a guy's head through a metal dumpster and then the next the elevator doors were opening. Clark next found his hand on Danielle's other shoulder as everybody headed for the hospital exit.
After a few minutes of talking, the Thomas figured it best that Danielle ride with Sandra and Clark ride back to campus with them. "Chris, would you mind riding back with us and let the girls have some time to themselves?"
"No problem, Mrs. Thomas." Turning to the girls, "If you girls think you can make it safely back to the campus, then I'll just catch a ride with Danielle's parents."
"Thanks, CK."
"Yeah, that goes double for me. And CK...my closest and dearest friends call me Rachel." Danielle's parents and Sandra all looked at the two in bewilderment. They each got into their separate transportation and headed back towards the school.
"So Sandy, do you fancy Chris?"
"What...are you trying to already move in on my guy...okay, a possibility of being my guy?"
"I just asked a question."
"Well, he is easy on the eyes." Danielle watched as her friend started blushing.
"So how close are you two?"
Quickly turning to face her friend and then turning her concentration back to the road before them, "We haven't if that is what you mean."
"Well, that is good to know, but that isn't what I meant. How well do you know this CK?"
"He doesn't say much about himself. He's a mystery, but most of the good ones are. Though listening to the way you asked...I'm thinking he maybe more of a mystery than I ever thought possible. I have an odd feeling in the bottom of my stomach that is telling me that you two know each other somehow. I know it's crazy, but usually my gut feelings hit closer to home. So, mind me asking you...just how close are you and CK?"
(To be continued)