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Chapter 5 :  The Waiting Room.

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The  automatic doors opened.

Eliza dashed inside, leaving Logan behind her. She goes to the first counter she sees.

"Can I see Dr. Carr, please?" she asked impatiently to the nurse who stood behind the counter.

"Did you make an appointment?"

"No."

"I thought so, because Dr Carr is in surgery at the moment."

"Ow shit," she cursed inwardly.

"Eliza."   Logan said when he finally had caught up with her, slightly out of breath.

"But this is an emergency," Eliza said, ignoring Logan completely when he was tugging her jacket.

"I'm sorry Miss, she is exaggerating." Logan craned his neck to apologize to the nurse behind the counter.

"I assume you want to see Dr Carr?"  she smiled.

"Yes." He hide his sigh with a smile.

"Dr. Carr is in surgery at the moment, but you can wait in the waiting room, he will be finished in any time now. In the mean time, you can fill in this form."

"Thanks," Logan said as he wheeled closer to the counter to get the clipboard which was reached out in front of him.

"You're welcome."

After tossing the clipboard in his lap,  he swirled around. "Come on Eliza," he said as he wheeled towards the waiting room which was opposite the counter.

The waiting room was pretty crowded at this time of the day.

Logan cautiously wheeled between the aisle, formed by the rows of chairs. Eliza followed him closely.

Even though Logan was in a hospital, he was still aware of the many glances he got from the waiting people at his lower extremities as he passed them.

He swirled his chair around when he found and empty chair at the end of one of the rows.

There was an old man with a tweed hat resting on his lap sitting on the left. Next to him sat a old lady with  pearly white hair who greeted the approaching young man, his wife, Logan assumed when he smiled back at her.

Logan thoughtfully set his chair on brake.

"You are allowed to sit down, you know," he said to the standing Eliza, who was staring absentmindedly at him. Logan motioned with his chin towards the empty seat on his left.

Eliza blushed and  sheepishly sat down on the empty chair next to him.

Logan grinned at the girls reaction and started to unbutton his brown leather jacket.

"Ah," he gasped sharply as he leaned forward to take off his jacket.

"You OK?" Eliza asked quietly.

Logan carefully took off his jacket and slowly rubbed his back with his hand. He became away of the stares from the people in the waiting room.

"Yeah," he said as he slowly leaned back in his chair. "Just tell me that this is going to stop, right?"

"It's the bullet fragment that is causing those spasms, its impacting on your spinal cord. That's why you need to take it out."

"Are you sure about this?"

"Of course, I've seen it, remember? And if you don't believe me, Sam will tell you."

"Right," he said as he repositioned the clipboard on his lap.

Eliza watched him closely, noticing his neat swirly, but masculine handwriting on the form.

When he was done, Logan released his brakes and wheeled back to the counter to give the clipboard back to the nurse.

"Thank you . . . " the nurse looked on the form. ". . . Mr Cale, I just had a message from Dr Carr, he has just finished his surgery and will be waiting in his office. Do you know where to find his office?"

"Yeah, I know, I've been there too many times," he said with a hint of sarcasm. "Thanks," he smiled at the nurse before he spun his chair around and wheeled over to Eliza's direction.

Eliza saw him waving and she stood and came to him.

"I'm going to see Sam now, do you want to wait here?" he indicated to the waiting room.

"Can't I come with you?"  she said disappointedly.

"You're gonna be bored there."

"That's not boring, the waiting room is boring."

"Ok, what ever you like," he shrugged and spun his chair and headed towards the hallway where Dr Carr's office was.

"Oh my God," she awed when she realised something. "I'm going to meet Sam, that's so awesome!"

Logan spun his chair around to face the girl. "Listen," he said as he looked around to find if there were people nearby. "You can't say to people that you've always wanted to meet them or something like that, because it will cause them too much confusion to understand that you are from the past and been watching our world in a TV show . . . OK?" Logan smiled to compensate the sternness in his voice.

"OK, I'll be more careful," she said sheepishly.

"Good," he smiled and spun around to head towards his office.

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The office was empty  when they arrived.

Eliza settled herself in a empty chair next to Logan.

"Oh, F! Shit! Damn it ! Hell!"  she suddenly cursed.

Logan frowned at her, making Eliza realize what she just said. She got embarrassed by this habit which she got from watching the 'massive swearing event' blooper too many times.

"I forgot all about Max . . ."

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