I own Nothing! I'm not writing this anymore, but I won't own anything unless I tell you. But I do own Ally, Nick and Mike.
Kirsten came out of Seth's room crying. "It was horrible Sandy. He cried when they put the needle in his back and- oh Sandy! It was just horrible." She sat on the chair and started to cry.
Ryan decided to go into Seth's room, but Sandy stopped him.
"Seth doesn't know what is wrong. We want you to tell him everything. He wants to hear it from you."
Ryan nodded and went into the room and saw Seth. He was lying on his stomach facing the wall. He was talking to himself.
"I'll show them all. I'll show all of Newport I can be strong! I can be good. I can do what I want! I win! I win!"
Ryan went over to him. "Hey Seth."
Seth looked at him. "Bad needle! Get it away from me! It hurts! Grrrrrr." He shook his head. "Hey buddy! They hurt me. Do you know that? They took a needle and put it in my back. It was a Spinal Tap. I think. So, what's up?"
"I need to talk to you Seth," Ryan said.
Seth sat up. "Sure dude. What is it?"
"Seth, you have Encephalitis. They determined that from the test they just took. As you know, you have Ramsay Hunt Syndrome and that is why you feel dizzy sometimes. Do you know how you got Shingles?" Ryan asked.
"No. I know how you can get it."
Ryan looked at the floor.
"Ryan, please tell me it's because I've been stressed."
"I'm afraid not Seth."
"What is it?"
"Seth, you have HIV."
Seth was dead silent. He put a serious look on his face. "Get Summer in here. I have to talk to her. Now."
Ryan nodded and got Summer to go into the room.
"Hey Cohen," she said.
"Summer, I have HIV. Do you know what that is?" Seth asked.
"Yeah. I know what you're thinking. I gave it to you. But Seth, I don't have HIV or AIDS. But I took a blood test to be sure. The results should be coming in an hour."
"But if you don't have it, who has it?"
"Well, your parents and Ryan took a blood test. We all took one."
Seth nodded. He looked at Summer questionably. "Hey Sum, why are there two of you?"
"Um Cohen, there's only one of me."
Seth looked at her harder. He started to squint.
"No Summer. I am positive that there are two of you."
Summer was getting nervous. She ran out of the room and bumped into Dr. Kylie. She told her what happened.
"Thanks for letting me know Summer. It's a symptom of Encephalitis. Now, we are positive that it is a serious case."
"Also, his pupils looked a little off."
"Thanks for that information. But don't worry. It's another symptom. We can now properly diagnose and treat the Encephalitis. We can also treat the HIV and Shingles."
"So that means Seth is going to live?"
"Unfortunately, no. But it doesn't mean he is going to die either. It's going to even the odds out."
"Well, what are the odds?"
"Right now, if we don't start treating him within the next two days, there is a 23 chance he will survive the second night."
"Oh God."
"I know sweetie. You should go back by the Cohens. They need to ask you something."
Summer said good-bye and headed towards the waiting room.
"Where's Kirsten?" she asked.
"She went into Seth's room. Didn't you see her on your way out?" Sandy asked.
Summer shook her head.
"Well Summer, we got the results of the blood test back. None of us are HIV positive. Do you know how he could have gotten it?"
Summer did something she never thought she would do. She started thinking. Hard.
"I don't know."
"If you find out or remember, can you let us know?" Sandy asked.
She nodded.
"Thanks Summer."
She went outside the hospital. She noticed Ryan sitting on the floor, leaning against the hospital.
"Hey," he said.
"Hi."
"Did Sandy tell you-"
"Yeah."
They sat in silence for a little, when they heard a running sound. Ryan looked up first. He poked Summer and she looked up.
"Hi Summer! Remember me?"
"Ally! How are you sweetie?"
Ryan looked dumbfounded.
"Good! Guess what? My daddy got a job! We live in an house now! His job gave it to him!"
"Really? That's really good Ally! Did you buy that outfit you wanted?"
Ryan looked even more confused.
"Yep! I still wear it and I even learned how to sew and guess what? I am going to school now!"
"That's awesome! So, where's the house?" Summer asked.
"It's in Chino."
Ryan spit out the soda in his mouth.
"Chino?"
"Yep." She looked at Ryan. "Is this your boyfriend Summer?"
"No!" they both said.
"Too bad. He's cute!"
Summer looked at Ryan. His head was in his lap.
"Well, I got to go. Bye Summer!"
"Bye Ally!"
Summer watched Ally skip away. She looked at Ryan. His head was still in his lap. She pulled it up and it was beat red.
"Oh my God Chino! Are you blushing," she asked.
Ryan turned even redder.
"God! She's only like, eight or nine! What would happen if seventeen year old said it to you? Your head could be cut off and put on an apple tree!"
"Very funny. Who was that?"
"That's Ally."
"Really?" Ryan said.
"No need for sarcasm Chino. She is, or was, a homeless girl. Seth and I gave her money a few months back."
"How long ago?"
"About 4 months."
Ryan looked at Summer.
"Did you meet her dad?"
"Yea. His name's Mike."
"What did he look like?"
"Well, he didn't look well. He looked sick actually."
"We have to go upstairs. Now."
Ryan got up and ran inside. Summer caught up to him by the elevator. They got in the elevator and Ryan pushed the number 3.
"Seth's on the fourth floor."
"That's not where we're going."
He got out and went to the left.
"How do you know where you're going?" Summer asked.
"I looked at a directory."
"They have one of those in a hospital?"
"Apparently."
They stopped at doors that said BLOOD WORK TESTING. KNOCK FIRST.
"Knock first?" Summer asked.
Ryan knocked on the door. A man opened it.
"May I help you?" he asked.
"Yes. I'm Ryan Atwood and this is Summer Roberts. We need to see a file about a patient you might have."
"Sorry. You can't look at that."
"Fine. Thank you for your time."
He closed the door, but Summer didn't want to leave.
"He's hot!"
"You're taken!"
They went towards the elevator and back to the waiting room.
"Sandy, we need you to come with us for a second," Ryan said.
"OK. What is it?"
"Nothing major. Summer went and told Kirsten that we needed you for a minute."
Summer came back in. "OK. I told her."
"How is she?" Ryan asked.
"She's a little pale. I heard her stomach growling. I think she's hungry."
"She hasn't eaten since this morning. None of us have."
"I had a soda and a pretzel," Ryan said.
"I had a Hershey bar I just remembered eating," Sandy said.
"I ate before I got here. I'm not that hungry," Summer said.
"Well, let's go," Ryan said.
They went back to the blood work testing area and explained everything to Sandy, but not what they were doing. Only that they needed to see if they had Mike Sheen's file.
"Who's Mike Sheen?" Sandy asked.
"You'll see."
They knocked on the door. The same guy answered. "You again."
"Hello! I'm Sandy Cohen! I'm a lawyer and I need you to show me something."
"Do you have proof that you are a lawyer?" he asked.
"Sure." Sandy took the card out of his wallet. It was a security card for the firm. It had his photo, information and clearly stated that he was a lawyer.
"Come in Mr. Cohen. I'll see what I can do," he said.
"Thank you. By the way, what's your name?" Sandy asked.
"Nick Fowl. I'm a medical student. I'm here to watch doctors perform tests on patients."
"That's nice," Summer said.
"Uh, sure. Wait, your last name is Cohen? As in Seth Cohen?"
"Yes."
"I watched them give him the EEG and MRI not to long ago. Also, I saw them take blood. Don't worry. I'm still not allowed to do that yet. But they asked me what kind of tests they were giving him and I was the first one to see the results. They asked me what I saw and I saw that your son had Encephalitis."
"You seem interested in becoming a doctor."
"Oh definitely! It is such an interesting profession. I have already aced my classes this year and I got the results back from my exam. They are 1497 out of 1500. I just have to do one more thing before I graduate."
"What's that?" Sandy asked.
"I have to be able to identify what is wrong with patients. But don't worry, I don't make the final decision. I just have to be able to get it right. When I get all of the ones they ask me right, which is about 20, I am one step closer to my graduation."
"That's great," Summer said.
"Yeah it is. But after each test, I get tested on what they did, what it's called and the worst part of all, the proper spelling."
"That sucks," Sandy said.
Ryan was getting annoyed.
"Yeah. But the cool part is, I'm only 20! I took tests and I get to graduate early."
"I don't mean to be rude Nick, but can we continue?" Ryan asked.
"Sure! What do you need?"
"We need to see if you have the records for Mike Sheen."
"OK. Let's go in the back by the S section and see."
They headed all the way towards the end of the room and found the S section.
"OK. Sheen, Sheen… Found it! Michael Sheen. There is also a file for Alexandra Sheen. That's his daughter."
"That's fine. May we look through it?" Sandy asked.
"Sure. But don't take anything. It's considered stealing."
Ryan took the files and looked in the back by the blood work. He saw that Ally was HIV negative, but Mike was HIV positive.
"Shit," he said.
They saw the file.
"But how could e have given it to Seth?" Sandy asked.
Summer remembered back to that day.
"Seth got cut on his leg. He might have spit on the wound! He spit all over me," Summer said.
They know how Seth got HIV, but how are they going to tell him that a guy he helped, might cause him his life?
Happy Thanksgiving! Even if you read this after 11/25!