Candeh- Hello! I just thought I'd update this story and make it a little less confusing for you all. If you thought the last chapter of "With One Roll Of The Dice" ending was confusing, you can email or IM me at xEbil Ms Poptart or email me at the address on my profile. I'll be more than happy to help you understand things better.
I guess you were really confused about Nurse Jillian. Nurse Jillian is a character in this story too. If your confused, please check ut my other story "What You Mean To Me" that one's completed. But if you don't feel like checking that one out, then you should know that Nurse Jillian is the major nurse at Hospital Amity. She is the only one at the hospital that knows Danny is half ghost. She acts very young, because she is, but she looks way older. Nurse Jillian will probably be in this fiction too...
Nurse Jillian is really smart. It doesn't take much for her to figure these things out.
Gooooo girl nurses!
I can't really think about what she looks like. I know she's red haired, but that isn't really important. She's pretty sly and knowledgeable. I think you'll all like her after reading the first story with her in it. The chapters are really short I just seemed to notice, so it won't take you long to finish.
Oh and Nurse Jillian, yes, they know her already. Sorry, I was just assuming you'd all read it.
Okay, well answering to you all and then, chapter two of the fiction.
IMPORTANT: Obviously, in this one, Nurse Jillian hasn't met Sam nor Danny since the two haven't even met each other. Thought you should know that before you get even more confused.
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Chapter 2:
There was a quick flash of peach colored skin run through the crowd with a flash. A nurse, looking quite older and bagged than a woman in her early twenties should resemble, stood in front of the crowd with a bit lip. Her nurse hat had been ripped and lay on the left side of her head, falling directly over a green eye.
But she managed to remain sly and professional. "Daniel Fenton," She analyzed, ignoring the amazed looks from the other workers. They had always known her to be pretty professional at her job, but not a physic. "Fourteen," She bragged, staring at his body, beat and bruised.
A tall African American boy, dressed in a red cap and black, rounded, plastic prescription glasses pushed his way through the main entrance to the hospital doors. "Danny!" He called, making the nurse's audience gasp. For she had been correct. "His best friend." She said, searching his body with his eyes, "Fourteen also, older by a few months..."
The boy paid no attention to the nurse's speciality at detective work. He brushed off his yellow shirt, unimpressed. Stripping off his backpack from his shoulders, he approached the stretched quickly. "What's wrong with him?" He demanded, his eyes not taken off of his friend, who lay unconscious on the cold sheets.
The nurse could not answer, yet her eyes darting towards Samantha on the left of his stretcher, twinkled as she guessed towards Sam, "And you must be his girlfriend."
Sam Manson, with an astonished look, shook her head. "I don't even know who the hell this boy is...let alone what is wrong with him!"
The nurse still looked pleased with herself as she nodded slyly, "You'd be cute together." And she strode off, moving her two hips along with her.
Sam sighed, staring over at the dark featured boy on the other side of her. She watched him gulp as a different nurse, overweight and blonde, grabbed hold of the handles on the stretcher.
The boy desperately pulled off his red cap and pulled it in close to his chest, feeling sorry for his injured friend. Sam poked her head around the corner as the speeding stretcher swerved around it.
Desperate for something to do, and curious as to the boys that had disappeared around the corner, Samantha Manson trailed along beside them, her black pony tail flowing rapidly behind her.
Sam's POV:
My head hurt.
My eyes felt like they were bleeding.
And my damn legs ached with every pleading step I took, following the quick moving stretcher around the corner.
And then I thought of the nurse. Aunt Elizabeth had told me about her, waving her finger at my nose. "That Nurse Jillian," she would say, looking towards the woman at the other side of the glass, holding a water glass towards a dying patient, "She walks around here thinking she's some sort of doctor! Like she knows everything!"
"Well, she damn well knows everything on what not to do. I've been here for years, her aunt would say continuously, giving her the finger from the other side of the one way glass, her skin already green with jealousy, "Years!" She'd basically explain again, "And look at her, Samantha! Sam, look!"
And rolling her eyes, the teenager would stick her hands willingly on her hips and stare at the nurse as she'd tilt her head back and laugh, entertaining the patient with a joke.
"Her jokes aren't even funny!" Elizabeth would say, and waddle off in the opposite direction, pouring an odd amount of alcohol down her throat in a 'Dixe Cup'.
The nurse, Jillian, would know her aunt was there, watching her even behind the one way mirror. She'd smile and stick her head tauntingly out of the door, a weird expression on her face, "Hello Ms. Manson." She say to Sam, waving her fingers by her left ear.
Sam would run away, too shy to talk to the strange woman.
But Sam had spent a lot of time admiring the nurse years ago when she'd first started coming to the Amity Hospital, her eleven year old self just adjusting to the customs of the gossiping rooms. The hospital of Amity Park had seemed just like her old highschool.
Before she'd been enrolled here at Casper High.
The blonde nurse, set the stretcher next to a hospital bed. By experience, I knew it to be shared room. And she poked her head behind the lime curtain separating the space.
A young girl, dressed in lime hospital gowns, and buried thickly below the green sheets, poked her bald head from beneath the covers. Eight year old, Julie Parker had been diagnosed with cancer too early. I waved, I come by this patient a couple times, but the girl hadn't seemed to notice, or want to notice in that matter, her. Julie ducked back under the covers, whimpering like a dog. It only took seconds for her to stop, playing dead.
The blonde nurse looked at the boy, no sorrow in her eyes. I knew this nurse, Nurse Mackay, she didn't really enjoy her job, but she'd stuck it out, daydreaming at the beautiful men that had come in for a little fever. Nurse Kim Mackay had gone out with several of them, her good looks getting her some place in that matter, but she'd never gone far enough. Looks aren't everything. Especially when you meet the attitude of Ms. Mackay.
But she managed to smile and wave to me as she saw me in the corner, "Sam!" She exclaimed, stepping towards me, the only ounce of communication in this hell hole. "This is Daniel's friend." She pointed to the boy, who didn't look up, his head buried down on the chest of the sick boy. I wave though, not expecting one back anyways.
"I was just going to explain to him here what..."
A man, dressed in tight pants and a over sized jacket sat in a wheel chair. A white cast was wrapped around his left foot. He'd must of broken it. The man, named Mary, I could see from the name tag big enough on his chest, looked about 41, ten years older Kim's age. And passing the curtain, Kim noticed him with a huge smile.
He's too old for her, too me.
Not for Kim.
She paused, eyeing the wheel-chair as it strolled past the curtains, "You can stay and explain anything. You'd probably do a better job than I would anyways."
And she rolled her skirt higher, making the white pattern short to her hips. She pulled out dark red lipstick from her purse on the counter and desperately spread them wide across her thin lips. She was gone.
"'Faster than a speed of light..'." I mimic from the old 'Super Man' theme song. But the boy doesn't laugh. I miserably scratch the back of my neck.
Ouch. The sore spot hurting more then.
From his position, the boy didn't move, but he managed to speak, "I'm Tucker." He said. "Foley."
"Hey. Tucker." I say, and try one again to lighten the mood. "Can I call you Tuck?"
"No."
Okay. No then.
He lifted his head from Daniel's body. "So what's wrong with him Jr. Nurse..."
"Samantha." I say nervously and then shake my head quickly, "Scratch that. It's Sam. And no, I'm not a Jr Nurse."
He shrugs.
"I don't even work here." I continued.
But his eyes narrowed down on me and I speed up the small talk. "Um..what do you want to know?"
Tucker pulled himself up from his spot and searched hurriedly for the lime chair to the left. He pulled it up from the ground and heaved it over his head to his original spot. "What's wrong with Danny?" He asked, repeating himself.
"Are you going to throw the chair at me if I don't tell you?" I ask, backing up, to play the part. Truth was, I knew he was just sitting down. But I had no friends here. And I just assumed.
But his response wasn't what I'd expected, "What is with you people?" He asked, setting the chair down on the tiled flooring, making a metal clang as they collide. "I just want to know what's wrong with him."
My smile faded.
He was right.
"Truth is, we don't know. They people at the hospital want to do an x-ray and decide if anything is broken. We can only take it form there." I stared at his face, "Maybe a concussion."
"Just that?" He asked, thankful for something that seemed so horrible.
No, not really. "Um...maybe some other things."
A lot of other things.
His shoulders sank and I realized I've disappointed him.
"Where are his parents?" I asked, tightening my ponytail.
Tucker shrugs, "They probably be here in a second. They're Danny senses will be tingling any second."
He smiled like he'd known he'd made a joke.
And I tilt my head back, laughing, to make him feel better.
Danny senses?
But he realized he was smiling and his smile fades into his normal serious face.
I cough, sending spit on his pants, and he only scowls.
"There." He points out from the curtains. Two people, looking worried and sick are standing over the main desk.
One, a man, large and graying, is wearing a bright orange jumpsuit. His once black hair was graying and his face is fixed in a miserable position. "Where's our son?" He demands, his heavy voice echoing through the hospital. He seemed surprised as it did, not expecting it to sound that mad and he tossed the workers an apologetic smile.
The nurse, black haired pulled in a long pony tail, pointed at my chest. "In there sir."
A women, mask pulled over her face with two large red goggles, followed him towards me. She isn't wearing a name tag like the man either, but the hospital doesn't seem to care. She brings up her right hand to her face and yanked off the mask in front. She is pretty, with short red hair falling over her face. She wrapped her arms around the large man as she whispered between sobs, "Oh, Jack."
They stand in the entrance of the rom for a minute and stare at the boy laying flat on the bed. "Oh, Danny." The woman repeats, a little different this time. And then she spots his friend, "Oh, Tucker."
Tucker looked up at the calling of his name.
"Hey Mr. And Mrs. Fenton." He replied, pulling himself up from the chair.
The man looked at me, concern in his eyes, "Who are you?"
I smile, but Tucker scowled and answered for me, "This is Samantha–excuse me Sam," He said, rudely as he stared me down, "She was just going to explain to us everything."
There is a clang from behind us all as the red haired nurse stumbles from behind a pot miserably. She dusts off the spit soil and smiled as if she'd meant to do that, "That," She said, staring at me, "Would be my job."
And I notice at once it's Nurse Jillian.
"Mr. and Mrs. Jack and Maddie Fenton!" She exclaimed, smiling in their direction also, but her eyes were still on me. "Come with me and I can explain everything."
That's a lie, here, we don't know what's wrong with Mr. Fenton.
Or his friend, Tucker, who stares at me menacingly as they leave the room.
"That was nice!" I say, my hands on my hips.
"Well, your not a very good Jr. Nurse!" He replied, nervously s he eyes darted around the room.
"I told you, dammit!" I reply, noticing him back away scared, "I'm not a freaking Jr. Anything!"
I notice he's scared.
"Sorry." I admit, this must be why I'm not to hot in the friends department. "So, who's this?" I ask, pointing to Daniel on the bed.
"Danny." He said, relieved.
"Is he fourteen and does her go to Casper High?" I ask, testing Nurse Julian's prediction.
He only nods.
Holy Crap that nurse is good!
"So what do you think happened to him?" I continue.
"Um...accident." He said, backing away and I can tell there is something in his eyes he's hiding from me.
"You know," I continue, "It's agnist the law to lie to the hospital. He might have to have surgery!" I say, not knowing if it's true.
"Really?" He looked up.
I nod.
"Fine!" He says, tossing his arms in the air.
Yes! Was it a break through?
"Sue me, then!" And he left the room, his arms still held high.
I walk over to the bed, Daniel sleeping deeply. I imagine what really happened to him. His hair is messed up and I wonder if it's usually like that. His eyes are closed, and his two eyelids are twitching quickly.
He's dreaming.
I overheard my aunt telling me that. Overheard as in I was n't really listening before she brought it up. "You can always tell what kind of dream they are havin'." She told me, chomping her gum and playing with her hair she'd recently permed to make herself feel better.
"If it's a good dream," Her voice in Sam's head echoed, "He'll obviously be smiling. And his eyes, they won't flicker so hard. If it's a bad dream..." He aunt sighed, "Sam, your not listening."
But Daniel's eyes flickered hard.
"Must be a bad dream." I said, scooting closer and pressing my face down next to his, our noses are touching.
And I blink as I felt a hand grasp my wrist.
The two eyes next to mine, blind me as to glowing green eyes shoot open.
Candeh- Read and review and I'll update! Thanks for everybody that reviewed on my frist chapter! YAY! What's gonna happen next? Review and find out!