Chris sat by Louis on the floor, trying to comfort him as best she
could although fear for Hook was almost overpowering her. The thought of
loosing him when they had just found each other.... She was barely able to
suppress a sob at the thought.
'Pull yourself together, Chris.' She told herself sternly as she looked over at Louis, sitting there looking so shocked and devastated. She couldn't let herself give in to the panic, not now when there were other people here who needed her to be strong. Letting herself panic would only make the situation worse.
"He's going to be okay, Louis." Chris said softly as she wrapped an arm around the other doctor's shoulder. "All three of them are going to be okay. We can't think any differently and go to pieces right now. We're their best chance."
Louis nodded, trying to pull himself together with a visible effort. He knew that what Chris was saying was true, that they had to stay strong to be of any use. Just the thought of his son becoming ill though,
maybe dying.... "Do they have any clue what Lona has yet?" he asked.
"Not yet. They're doing blood tests right now and checking Elmer and Hook too for any sign that they might be infected." Okay, it felt slightly wrong to think this, knowing that being left alone with only people covered in suits wouldn't be good for Lona's well being. She desperately hoped that the tests would turn out negative, though, so they could get them out of there. "They started both of them on antibiotics right away as well as a precaution so even if they do get sick, there's no reason to assume...." She paused for a moment, trying to think of the best way to continue. "There's no reason to assume that they'll end up as sick as Lona." Although she referred to Lona as merely sick, deep down, the word dying echoed in her head.
Louis nodded, looking back towards the room once more before pulling himself up and helping Chris to her feet. "So, what can I do to help?" He had to be active, to be doing something so that the memories of those that he had lost, Emma, Edgar, wouldn't torment him, haunting him with the fear that Elmer would be next.
"Best thing you can do for the moment is to go and keep an eye on Mr. Rickman and Sally Druse. Hook definitely doesn't want Stegman getting anywhere near either of them." Chris said with a shake of her head. If Steg got a hold of Sally, she didn't know what the doctor might end up doing to her. His hatred for the older woman was way beyond unreasonable in its intensity.
"Keeping Steg away from the patients. Definitely a good idea.
Someone really should have tried that before now and kept him far from Mona Klingerman. "What are you going to do?"
"Go down to the lab and see what they've found so far with the blood tests." Chris said as the two doctors started towards the elevators.
"And call the police again to see if they've found Thompson yet. We really need him in here if he was the original carrier."
Louis shook his head slowly at the mention of Thompson, knowing how badly his son had wanted the other doctor to remain in Africa, far from Lona. Looked like Elmer might have had the right idea about putting distance between them and Thompson.
"It shouldn't take long to check on Mr. Rickman and Sally." he said as they waited for the elevator. He brightened slightly at the thought of Sally. He knew her from her work as a hospital volunteer, of course, and although he thought some things that she said about the spirits might be a bit out there, he still liked her. In a way her talk of spirits was a bit of a comfort, let him think that Edgar and Emma were both in a better place and happy now. "Do you want me to meet you in the lab after I check on them?"
Chris nodded before stepping into the elevator heading down. She slumped back against the wall, fear washing over her once more. She let herself go slightly knowing that no one was there to see her. If they couldn't figure this out and quickly.... A tear slowly ran down her cheek.
If anything happened to Hook when they had just found each other.... And Elmer and Lona. Lona was her friend and she was starting to rapidly develop a liking for the quirky young doctor.
As she stepped off the elevator, her pager started to vibrate,
sending her rushing for the nearest phone, hoping it was the police calling with good news. As soon as she reached the lab, she hurried across to the phone and punched the number her pager was showing in.
Several minutes later, Chris put the phone down once more, barely able to believe what the police had just told her. Thompson was dead,
apparently of the same thing that killed Lona. Now what were they going to do? He had been the best hope for finding out exactly what this thing was and how to treat it. What were they going to do?
'Pull yourself together, Chris.' She told herself sternly as she looked over at Louis, sitting there looking so shocked and devastated. She couldn't let herself give in to the panic, not now when there were other people here who needed her to be strong. Letting herself panic would only make the situation worse.
"He's going to be okay, Louis." Chris said softly as she wrapped an arm around the other doctor's shoulder. "All three of them are going to be okay. We can't think any differently and go to pieces right now. We're their best chance."
Louis nodded, trying to pull himself together with a visible effort. He knew that what Chris was saying was true, that they had to stay strong to be of any use. Just the thought of his son becoming ill though,
maybe dying.... "Do they have any clue what Lona has yet?" he asked.
"Not yet. They're doing blood tests right now and checking Elmer and Hook too for any sign that they might be infected." Okay, it felt slightly wrong to think this, knowing that being left alone with only people covered in suits wouldn't be good for Lona's well being. She desperately hoped that the tests would turn out negative, though, so they could get them out of there. "They started both of them on antibiotics right away as well as a precaution so even if they do get sick, there's no reason to assume...." She paused for a moment, trying to think of the best way to continue. "There's no reason to assume that they'll end up as sick as Lona." Although she referred to Lona as merely sick, deep down, the word dying echoed in her head.
Louis nodded, looking back towards the room once more before pulling himself up and helping Chris to her feet. "So, what can I do to help?" He had to be active, to be doing something so that the memories of those that he had lost, Emma, Edgar, wouldn't torment him, haunting him with the fear that Elmer would be next.
"Best thing you can do for the moment is to go and keep an eye on Mr. Rickman and Sally Druse. Hook definitely doesn't want Stegman getting anywhere near either of them." Chris said with a shake of her head. If Steg got a hold of Sally, she didn't know what the doctor might end up doing to her. His hatred for the older woman was way beyond unreasonable in its intensity.
"Keeping Steg away from the patients. Definitely a good idea.
Someone really should have tried that before now and kept him far from Mona Klingerman. "What are you going to do?"
"Go down to the lab and see what they've found so far with the blood tests." Chris said as the two doctors started towards the elevators.
"And call the police again to see if they've found Thompson yet. We really need him in here if he was the original carrier."
Louis shook his head slowly at the mention of Thompson, knowing how badly his son had wanted the other doctor to remain in Africa, far from Lona. Looked like Elmer might have had the right idea about putting distance between them and Thompson.
"It shouldn't take long to check on Mr. Rickman and Sally." he said as they waited for the elevator. He brightened slightly at the thought of Sally. He knew her from her work as a hospital volunteer, of course, and although he thought some things that she said about the spirits might be a bit out there, he still liked her. In a way her talk of spirits was a bit of a comfort, let him think that Edgar and Emma were both in a better place and happy now. "Do you want me to meet you in the lab after I check on them?"
Chris nodded before stepping into the elevator heading down. She slumped back against the wall, fear washing over her once more. She let herself go slightly knowing that no one was there to see her. If they couldn't figure this out and quickly.... A tear slowly ran down her cheek.
If anything happened to Hook when they had just found each other.... And Elmer and Lona. Lona was her friend and she was starting to rapidly develop a liking for the quirky young doctor.
As she stepped off the elevator, her pager started to vibrate,
sending her rushing for the nearest phone, hoping it was the police calling with good news. As soon as she reached the lab, she hurried across to the phone and punched the number her pager was showing in.
Several minutes later, Chris put the phone down once more, barely able to believe what the police had just told her. Thompson was dead,
apparently of the same thing that killed Lona. Now what were they going to do? He had been the best hope for finding out exactly what this thing was and how to treat it. What were they going to do?