Woody and Jordan had been waiting it seemed like for hours for Hannah to wake up and still she hadn't. Woody was growing impatient and she could tell he was restless.
"I'm going to go find a doctor," he said at last.
"Woody, if they knew anything don't you think they would tell us?" she replied.
"Jordan, I can't stand here and do nothing. I just can't. It's just not in my nature," he said.
"Don't I know it," she said to herself.
"Could you stay here with her?" he asked.
"Sure," she replied. Woody got up and left the room. Jordan was worried about him. She knew how hard this was for him, and thanked God that Woody and Hannah had made up before this happened or he would have really hated himself. He returned a few minutes later, and looked angry and disappointed.
"So...what did they say?" she asked.
"Nothing. They wouldn't tell me anything," he replied.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"Don't be. It's not your fault. There is nothing you can---," he stopped and smiled.
"What?" she asked curiously.
"Well, Jordan. You are a doctor," he said, his smile growing wider.
" No, come on, Woody. What am I supposed to say? 'I am Hannah Hoyt's personal physician, and I would like to be updated on her condition'," she replied laughing nervously.
"Yeah. That's better than anything I would have thought of to say," he said smiling.
"No, Woody. They would never believe me. I'm not that kind of doctor," she replied.
"Come on Jordan. I mean, you are a doctor. Just not the kind they are thinking of. It's worth a shot, isn't it?" he asked as he stuck out his bottom lip. "Please. I'll be in your debt forever."
"Fine," she said after thinking about it. "But I won't guarantee anything." She left the room and hoped it would work. She wondered the hall and finally found the doctor the nurses had said was on Hannah's case.
"Hi," she said as she approached him.
"Hi," he replied looking curiously at her as she stood in front of him. "Can I help you with something?"
"Oh yeah, sorry. I am Dr. Jordan Cavanaugh and I'm Hannah Hoyt's personal physician. I just arrived and would like to be updated on her condition," she said, trying to sound convincing. She thought the doctor suspected something by the look on his face but he sighed and told her.
"Hannah was in a hit and run accident. She had internal bleeding and a couple of broken ribs. She went into surgery and everything went as well as to be expected. She went to her room and a little while later, she had a seizure. We think it was the medicine that caused it but we're not exactly sure why. We will have to perform some tests to in order to further determine the cause. But to be truthfully honest, no one wants to go in there," he replied.
"Why not?" she asked.
"We are all afraid of the man in there. We were told it was her father. He threatened the nurse," he explained.
"Mr. Hoyt? I'm sure he was just worried. He really cares about his daughter and I'm bet he just wanted to see her," she said defending Woody and herself since she was the one that had actually done the threatening. "Anyway, how will Hannah be. Will she wake up soon?"
"I'm not sure, to be honest. She went through a lot of physical trauma tonight. That may be one other possible cause of the seizure," he replied. "Well Dr. Cavanaugh, I really must be going."
"Oh, yes. Sorry to have bothered you," she said.
"It was no trouble," he said smiling as he walked away. Jordan quickly walked back to the room and relayed all of the information back to Woody.
"And they call this a hospital?" he asked angrily. "They are supposed to know what is wrong with her!"
"I know Woody, and as a doctor I have to say that sometimes it's hard to determine what went wrong. It takes time, but I am sure they will figure it out. In the meantime, I need you to stay below the radar. They are already scared to come in her because they think you will... well do something," she replied.
"Well I may as well do something if they don't do anything soon," Woody said.
"You need to calm down, or they might begin to suspect something," Jordan replied.
"Suspect what?" he asked.
"You were the last one in the room with Hannah and then something happened to her," she said.
"Jordan, do you think that they think that I did this to her?" he asked loudly.
"I know you didn't Woody, because I know you. I know you wouldn't hurt anybody unless it was necessary, but they don't know you. So just calm down and quit hassling the nurses," she replied.
"Fine," he said as he sat down. Jordan suspected that he was mad at her for saying the nurses accused him of hurting Hannah.
"If we leave, they might come in here and check up on Hannah," she said trying to get him to lighten up. He just looked at her.
"Oh, come on Woody. Are you honestly mad at me? I mean, I pretended I was Hannah's doctor for you. I just wanted you to calm down and be patient. All will be revealed in good time," she said taking a seat next to him.
"I'm not mad at you," he replied after a while. "I just can't believe they could think I would do something like that to her," he said sounding hurt.
"They may not think that. I just think you need to cool down. I think they are more scared that I threatened that nurse," she replied smiling.
"You think?" he asked hopefully.
"Absolutely!" she said. "Let's go get some breakfast and maybe by the time we get back they will know something for sure," she said.
"I guess we could do that," he replied, in a better mood.
"And while we're out, we could stop by the morgue and tell the others what happened. The fresh air will do you good," Jordan said happily.
"Okay. Let's go," he said getting up. Woody looked at Hannah before they left and whispered in her ear, "We will be back soon."
They left the room quietly and passed the nurse's station on the way out. As they waited by the elevator, Woody and Jordan looked back and saw the nurse enter Hannah's room.
"I can't believe they are scared of me," Woody said smiling at Jordan, and they laughed to themselves as they boarded the elevator.