July 5th 2282, 2:33 AM, After being found blue line medics rushed David Mir Arrestic to Children's Hospital and Regional Medical Center, in Seattle by helicopter. David is beginning to awaken as paramedics wheel David in. "Hello David, you're at Children's; don't be afraid, can you hear me?"

David tries to speak, but speaking is impossible for mucous clog's his vocal chamber and throat. When they wheeled him into the trauma ward, David falls asleep again; they bring in a machine to siphon the mucous out of his lungs. When this ordeal was over they injected him with some antibiotics and then with an IV, then they wheeled him to a room and rewired and retubed him into life-support machines. While two other children, they watched, all worked up by the sudden action. For the moment the ordeal was over, but recovery was just beginning. The doctor walks to David's parents. "Hello Mrs. Arrestic, your son is lucky to be alive, he is very ill; does he have any allergies except benadryl?"

Mrs. Arrestic nods with tears in her eyes. "Yes, too many!"

The doctor comforts her, "All right, well you better get some rest yourself, you many stay here if you like?"

Mrs. Arrestic smiles, but tears sill stream out of her eyes. "I would like that very much!" Doctor takes Mrs. Arrestic to the parent room to rest for the night.

The doctor who has been working on David looks at him. "Hello David how are you?"

David looks at the doctor, his throat still hurts from the tube. "All right, how about you?"

The doctor smile. "I'm fine; it's nice to meet you."

David looks at the equipment hooked to him. "How long will" he coughs violently. "I be here?" Cough again, but not as strong.

The doctor looks at the respiratory monitors. "Maybe two or four weeks, two months at the least."

David rolls back his eyes, he really does not feel that well. "That's sound like a very long time!"

The doctors smile has faded like the sun behind evening clouds. "It really isn't, some have been here for nearly three to five years. Is there anything I can do to make your stay more comfortable?"

David looks at all the tubes. "Disconnect any of these wires is a start!"

"We can't do that."

David looks at the doctor and smiles. "Well thanks anyway, oh what is this hospital called anyway—I was sort of" he cough again, "out of breath!"

The doctor shows David his identification badge. "Children's Hospital and Regional Medical Center, we just treat children to the age of 21. Tomorrow some radio guest will be here to talk to some of the children; I could arrange them to talk to you if you want that?"

David smiles and nods his head while lying in bed. "That would be great."

The doctor exits the room. Another doctor enters the room. "Hello Dave how are you?"

David looks at the other doctor, wondering who he is. "All right, nervous, I see doctors once and awhile carry needle tray and to say—well I am not a fan of needlework."

The doctor smiles and puts down his paperwork. "No one is, well I just got done discussing you medical life with your mother and we have your final prognosis. We plan this: two years with asthma, cystic fibrosis, and allergies. One year with your heart murmur, and your anaphylaxis."

David, not being big on long words, tries to sit up, but can't, his lungs can't support his weight. "Anaphylaxis?"

"A type of allergies, which is life, threatening. Your main room partner is on the other side, his name is Nezlenn Anubis Fursdri, a Minbari hybrid, his friend refers him as Anubis, maybe you could talk to him to help time go by quicker?"

The doctor leaves the room. The room is silent except for the sounds of machines that are breaking the peaceful silence. The machine and tubing is very annoying, there were tubes connected to it and wires in and out of it. It was quite a large machine with lots of switches and lights. As David concentrates on this machine, Nezlenn Anubis breaks David's concentration by starting the dialogue first. "So where are you from?"

David looks at Nezlenn Anubis, David has never seen a alien before and is a little shocking. "Northgate, Seattle. How about you?"

Nezlenn Anubis smiles and closes his eyes. "Skamania County."

David is not sure where that is. "Skamania?"

Nezlenn Anubis nods, "Mount Saint Helens! Yes, I am here because of that place. We were to rendezvous then that's when I caught the virus called Pneumonoultramicro—micro, oh I don't remember."

David looks at his hands, they are pale white and then looks at the alien who lie across from him. "Can I tell you something?"

Nezlenn Anubis nods. "Before the plague hit, I saw an alien craft crash in my woods. I think we were invaded by aliens?

Nezlenn Anubis laughs, he knows. "Well you better become relaxed, it's going to be a long year."

David nods. "Yes it will be indeed Anubis."

THE END

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