Guiding Light
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Summary: Shawn Farrell has a gift, but all gifts come at a price. Or maybe this is just a down side to his gift. There's only one way to find out.
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Disclaimer: The 4400 belongs to USA… and Carter belongs to the OC… even though this has nothing to do with Carter…
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"Heal Yourself!"
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It seemed like forever had passed, if forever was three days that was. There was no change in Shawn, and everyone else was starting to fall into a routine. Out of everyone Danny seemed to be taking it the worst. But he wasn't showing it like everyone else was.
A lot of times when his mom would go to see Shawn, Danny would stay home, claiming he had 'too much homework.' But he didn't have homework. He didn't have anything to do. But he was afraid. When he had first walked into that hospital room and seen Shawn lying there, so weak, harmless, and not evil.
He couldn't get that picture out of his mind. The more that picture stayed lodged in his mind, the more he began to blame himself because if Shawn wouldn't have left, this wouldn't have happened.
Yes, it was his fault that Shawn was in a coma, not Collier's or anyone else's.
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Meanwhile, the scene at the hospital never changed. Jordan would come in first thing in the morning, before anyone else and leave whenever someone else would walk in. He had stuff to do, but he's till make time for Shawn. Always.
Normally Collier left when Kyle arrived. Before his first class (which started at 10:00), he'd just stop in to see if anything had changed. He himself had been in a coma for three years, and Shawn had rescued him from it. But this was different. If Shawn wasn't there to rescue himself, who was there?
After Kyle left and Susan would come and spend a good majority of the day. She wanted her son to be okay. He had left, cut her off for a year, and now he had gotten himself in a coma thanks to that 4400 Center where he had run to. She should have stopped her, but she didn't.
Half way through her visit, Tom would come in during his lunch break at work (when he'd have one) with his partner. Diana. Diana felt bad for Susan, she didn't even want to think about if that was Maia. The thoughts brought shivers down her spine. But she wasn't there to feel sorry for Susan, she was there to try and figure out what happened.
They were going to move him to NTAC for further investigation, but Diana and Tom said it was fine if he stayed there. He could have visitors there, and not at NTAC. No, he was staying right where he was until he woke his ass up!
Around eight, Susan would leave and go home, take care of Danny and pray that Shawn would wake up soon.
Every day, the same thing. Every day.
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But one night, something different happened. It was late. Very late when Livia Thompson worked her way to room 141 to see Shawn. Livia (or Liv, since names meant nothing really) had heard about what happened to Shawn Farrell when she went to the 4400 center to thank him for all that he had done for her.
She just needed to find a way to find him. Slowly, she walked up to one of the people in the ugly uniforms for the place and asked for Shawn. He replied that 'Mr. Farrell wasn't available right now… but he'd be around.'
Liv sighed. He probably told everyone there not to allow a girl who looked like her in. She thanked the man quietly and headed over for the door. It was then that Jordan Collier walked in the door. The man who spoke at the park, the one that Shawn was always with, always following.
Liv bolted over to him. "Excuse me, Mr. Collier," she said. He stopped.
"How may I help you?" he asked with one of his big fake smiles. Liv had a way of telling when someone was forcing a smile.
"Yes, I came to see Shawn, he helped us out so much, and I just wanted to thank him. Is there any way that you could just get me to see him."
A small pained look flashed across the man's face, but he recovered with lightning speed. "I'm sorry, but Shawn isn't feeling to well. I'll tell him that you wanted him," and with that, he walked away. There was something fishy about this whole situation.
Wait! He hadn't gotten her name how would… that asshole!
She ran to go after him, but got there right as the elevator door closed. That was the last straw, something was up, and she was going to find out what was up.
But what was up found her instead. She walked around the center, until someone stopped her. She turned around and came upon a girl, about her age, her height with long brown hair. She was really pretty the more that Liv looked at the girl.
"You wanted to know what happened to Shawn?" she asked.
Liv nodded. She knew about Shawn's special healing power. If he was sick, couldn't he just heal himself? Maybe it didn't work that way, but it was logical, wasn't it?
"He's sick…"
"That's what he said," Liv said bitterly pointing at the elevator that Collier had gone up a while ago.
"He's in room 141 of Highland Beach Hospital…"
Liv blinked a few times, not understanding at all why this girl whom she had never met before was helping her. The girl obviously recognized Liv's confused look, "Shawn talked about you a lot. I figured it was you. You should go…"
With that the other girl walked away.
Liv was still confused, but she took the information. She'd have to take a bus there, she couldn't walk that far.
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It was the middle of the night when Liv arrived at the hospital. Normally they wouldn't let people in, but she signed the paper at the desk marked 'visitors' and walked slowly into the room.
A steady beeping told her that Shawn at least was alive. Other than that the room was empty and dark. Not wanting to wake Shawn up, she just walked over, leaving the light off.
"Shawn… Shawn…" she said quietly, shaking him slightly to wake him up. There was no change. "Shawn, are you alive?" she asked. Even though the heart monitor told her he was alive, he wasn't responding to anything.
It was then that she noticed all the wires coming out of him. From every which way and direction. What had happened to him? He didn't look sick at all. He looked like Shawn, the person who had did so much for them and asked nothing in return.
She sat down in one of the chairs, trying to compose her thoughts. What could have happened to Shawn? Her eyes grazed the clipboard at the bottom of his bed. She didn't want to read it, but if she wanted any answers, she had to.
Slowly, Liv walked down to the end of the bed and looked at the clipboard.
She saw the word 'comatose' in bold lettering. No way. That like, wasn't possible, not possible at all.
"So I guess you are alive Shawn, just not… alive alive," she said, returning abck to the side of his bed and looking down at him.
Not knowing what else to do she grabbed his arm. He had the healing touch. He had saved Dewey, no he was going to save himself.
She forced his hand onto his chest and applied pressure. There was no change. No change at all.
She tried it again. "Let's go Shawn, heal yourself damnit!" she cursed angrily.
There was still no difference. Third time's a charm. She pushed his hand onto his chest so hard and didn't release pressure for a long time.
It was no use and she knew it. "Heal yourself!" she said angrily one final time. "Like you healed Dewey. That was amazing Shawn, do it again!"
There was no response from Shawn and there was no difference.
Liv finally gave up and walked out of the room. Little did she know that her doing that had helped, but not in the way she thought it would.
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A/n: I would have had this up sooner, but I wanted to get her name right, so I watched the rerun of the last episode and realized how perfectly the last scene with Shawn fit in with the plot line of my story. It was amazing.
Angelic Prefect - Yeah. I think I may have already given it away, but… shrugs And Danny is a very iffy character. I watched last night and I was like… hmmmm… so I rewrote some of it to incorporate some of his thoughts, because as of right now, this fic is not AU. But I still think he may blame himself some time. shrugs But yes, we will find out what happened to Shawn. And how it is supposed to be used…
PentagonMerlin - bitter? Because I have this thing where I try to get into the mind of the character that I am trying to portray. He doesn't know who to really push all his anger out on. Whether is be himself, or Shawn, or the dudes from the future, and it confuses him. At least that is what I am attempting to portray.
LostAngel2 - Yay!
LoneTread - Thanks!
amy - Thanks! Since Nikki is in Texas, she might not even show up. I really don't know…
sarahofearth - Haha! Star Wars is amazing and I love it! GO HAYDEN…
Charmedfan03 - I am glad I intrigued you!
Kelly - What do you mean, that sentence makes perfect sense! It means that everything that was there before Shawn was taken was now gone…
Rach - me too, the hard part was getting her in…