[ring] [ring]
Still recovering from a gunshot wound a few hours back, Tony Almeida reluctantly picked up the phone.
"Tony Almeida."
"Tony, its me." came the soft reply.
"M-M-M-Michelle? Did you get your test results yet?"
"Not yet. Not for a couple more minutes. I just wanted to check up on you. How are you guys holding up over there?"
Tony shrugged. "Trying to get through this day. How about you? I've been worried sick about you, Michelle. Are you, um... are you symptomatic yet?"
"No, not yet. Hey, listen, Nicole's calling me in. I'll call you as soon as I get my results, okay?"
"Sure, Michelle."
"Talk to you later, Tony."
Before Michelle could hang up, Tony quickly stammered a follow-up. "H-Hey Michelle?"
"Yeah, Tony?"
"I love you."
A broad grin crept up Michelle's tired face. "I love you too sweetheart."
And with that, she hung up.
Running a hand over her pale face to get rid of all the tension and anxiety that she was feeling, mostly due to the events in the last few hours, she went up and walked towards Nicole.
"Nicole? You wanted to see me?"
"Yeah. Michelle, we have your results already. Crazy as it sounds, you didn't get the virus, which is very lucky, considering the number of fatalities we've already had today. However, I think it'll be best if I quarantine you for the next 48 hours, to see if anything comes up."
Michelle breathed out a huge sigh of relief. She was going to be okay.
"Thank you so much, Dr. Duncan. Umm, will it be okay if I use the phone before I go?" she apprehensively asked, the new information barely sinking in to her.
"Of course. You can come back when you're done, so that we can get you something new to wear and someone will take you to a clinic nearby." Nicole replied, smiling.
Grabbing her phone hurriedly, Michelle dialed her husband's number, unable to contain her emotion.
In the middle of the first ring, she heard Tony's voice. "Michelle? Is that you?"
"Yeah, Tony, it's me. Great news, hon. I didn't get the virus, for one reason or another..."
"Oh Thank God. Thank GOD. So, uh, when can I see you?" Tony asked expressively. "Well, they'll keep me in quarantine for the next two days, so I guess I'll see you after that?" Michelle told him.
"Two days? Michelle, it was hell not seeing you for four hours, let alone two days?!"
"Hon, it was hell because I was literally at death's door. I'm okay now. I don't want you coming in here, you might develop something. I mean, I could still have the virus around me but I'm immune to it or something." Michelle said firmly.
"Okay, hon. I'll see you in two days. I love you, sweetie. I can't wait til you come home."
"Neither can I. Now go do your work! There's more to do back there, I'm sure. Talk to you later, hon. Love you."
Michelle hung up and went back to Nicole, who gave her some new clothes and led her to the quarantining area.
Still recovering from a gunshot wound a few hours back, Tony Almeida reluctantly picked up the phone.
"Tony Almeida."
"Tony, its me." came the soft reply.
"M-M-M-Michelle? Did you get your test results yet?"
"Not yet. Not for a couple more minutes. I just wanted to check up on you. How are you guys holding up over there?"
Tony shrugged. "Trying to get through this day. How about you? I've been worried sick about you, Michelle. Are you, um... are you symptomatic yet?"
"No, not yet. Hey, listen, Nicole's calling me in. I'll call you as soon as I get my results, okay?"
"Sure, Michelle."
"Talk to you later, Tony."
Before Michelle could hang up, Tony quickly stammered a follow-up. "H-Hey Michelle?"
"Yeah, Tony?"
"I love you."
A broad grin crept up Michelle's tired face. "I love you too sweetheart."
And with that, she hung up.
Running a hand over her pale face to get rid of all the tension and anxiety that she was feeling, mostly due to the events in the last few hours, she went up and walked towards Nicole.
"Nicole? You wanted to see me?"
"Yeah. Michelle, we have your results already. Crazy as it sounds, you didn't get the virus, which is very lucky, considering the number of fatalities we've already had today. However, I think it'll be best if I quarantine you for the next 48 hours, to see if anything comes up."
Michelle breathed out a huge sigh of relief. She was going to be okay.
"Thank you so much, Dr. Duncan. Umm, will it be okay if I use the phone before I go?" she apprehensively asked, the new information barely sinking in to her.
"Of course. You can come back when you're done, so that we can get you something new to wear and someone will take you to a clinic nearby." Nicole replied, smiling.
Grabbing her phone hurriedly, Michelle dialed her husband's number, unable to contain her emotion.
In the middle of the first ring, she heard Tony's voice. "Michelle? Is that you?"
"Yeah, Tony, it's me. Great news, hon. I didn't get the virus, for one reason or another..."
"Oh Thank God. Thank GOD. So, uh, when can I see you?" Tony asked expressively. "Well, they'll keep me in quarantine for the next two days, so I guess I'll see you after that?" Michelle told him.
"Two days? Michelle, it was hell not seeing you for four hours, let alone two days?!"
"Hon, it was hell because I was literally at death's door. I'm okay now. I don't want you coming in here, you might develop something. I mean, I could still have the virus around me but I'm immune to it or something." Michelle said firmly.
"Okay, hon. I'll see you in two days. I love you, sweetie. I can't wait til you come home."
"Neither can I. Now go do your work! There's more to do back there, I'm sure. Talk to you later, hon. Love you."
Michelle hung up and went back to Nicole, who gave her some new clothes and led her to the quarantining area.