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Five Years of Caring for Someone You Hate
Epilogue
"Dr. Riley, you are needed up front, immediately" chimed the call.
The Doctor in question was jsut about to exit out of the large hospital when he heard the call.
"Shit!" he exclaimed not wanting to hear his name. Instead of leaving he quickly turned around and sped off in the opposite direction of the exit.
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2 Hours Later
"Nothing...We found nothing wrong with him?" Questioned Riley. He didn't sound very convinced. X-rays showed no internal damage. Everything was in fact working correctly. HE just didn't understand it.
A small voice, that of his superior, started playing in his mind. "If you ever find anything that you can't diagnose" at this her voice lowered to a whisper. "Anything.....strange, unusual, or no explanation for" she continued in his head. "Report it to Dr. Marshall, in Sector C."
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Racing down the Sector C hallway, Riley was actually amazed at what he saw and what happened. He'd been on this hall before, but never in the time of need. The last time it seemed like the hall was endless, stretching for miles and miles. Of course, he didn't know that it was suppose to be that way, that you were only able to find Sector C if you really needed it.
It was different this time, he almost ran into the entrance, expecting to find a long hallway. He hesitantly knocked on the door. It seemed ages had passed. Just as he was turning around he heard the door creek open. He turned and saw a small female step out. She was wearing the formal hospital attire, she had soft orange curly hair. She was of medium height, but he didn't really have time to observe her.
"Dr. Marshall, I presume?" he asked, slightly out of breath.
"You presume correctly" she stated, giving him a questioning look.
"Ah, yes, um...I have been informed by my superior to inform you if we ever come across something....strange" he said, whispering the last word with a little shift of his eyes.
"Sir, there is a lot of thing to be considered strange in this world, would you core to elaborate, because if not, I REALLY don't have the time" she stated coldly.
'What a bitch.' he thought, but considering the patient's condition, he probably didn't have time for a comeback.
"About two hours ago, Ma'am, a young male was carted into the 'mergency room . The female whor brought him in was in hysterics. Going on about spells and something about a Dark Lord and a few other inaudible words. We've put him completely through the ringer and we can find absolutely NOTHING wrong with him. It's also as if he's in a deep sleep. But his brain is functioning as if he were awake. To me, this if VERY strange indeed. We also found THIS on him while searching for some type of identification." he said, pulling out a long polished piece of wood.
The woman was off down the hallway before he had time to react. Setting off and quickly catching up. Before he knew it they were up front and she was examining him.
"His name is Draco Malfoy. Twenty-five years of age, parents are/were Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy." she said, without looking at him.
"Why aren't any of you writing this down?!" she screeched to no one in particular. She was absolutely livid. How could it have taken them two hours to tell her? For all she knew he could be in the final stages by now. Whatever the final stages were. They had never really gotten one that had come in alive from this kind of spell. What kind of spell? Hell she herself didn't even know what it was. All she knew was that it was bad, REAL bad.
She latched onto his gurney and began rolling him quickly toward Sector C's hallway.
"Let's go, Doctor, he doesn't have all day" she yelled without turning around.
"All available Medi-Wiz and Medi-Witch's to the Sector C hallway. Emergency" came the sound of the calm dispatcher.
They were all at the entrance in no time.
"Medi-Wiz, Medi-Witch? What's going on?" he asked with a very confused look on his face.
She quickly handed the gurney to the waiting people.
"The Unknown, C4. QUICKLY!" she bellowed at them. She then turned around on him. "Look, Doctor, I am by law required to inform you of what's going on." she said, waiting for something.
"Go on" he said, looking at her intently.
"No, I am trusting you, that anything you may see or hear behind these doors will stay there" she said, holding his gaze.
"But of course" he replied, becoming curious as to what he was about to see.
She grasped the knob and Riley found himself slightly not wanting her to open the door....
Too Late...