She looked up and turned on the light switch she found above her. There was a man in the bed, with black, thick hair, and a long beard- like he had been lying there for years. He groaned when she turned on the lights. "I- I'm so sorry I didn't know anybody was in here, I'll go." As she bolted for the door, the man said, "Wait! Don't go- I please, don't go. I- I don't know… Just please don't go."
Ellie: "Sorry, I was just trying to get away from all the doctors…" she said through more tears. The man barely moved but could tell she was very upset and could tell by her voice that she was pretty young. "You can stay, and hide out more, if you'd like, I wouldn't mind the company." He said, voice getting stronger. She sat down in the corner, this time the corner next to his bed. For some reason she got a comforting feeling from this man and she needed all the comfort she could get.
"So… are you… ok?" he asked again, genuinely concerned. "I, I don't know…" she began crying again. He strained to reach his hand out, barely moving it. This man must've been here for years, she thought. And as if to reward him for his effort, or just a natural reaction she lifted her hand and put it on his. The simple feeling of another human felt nice to both of them. They sat there for a few minutes.
"What happened?" He asked. "You seem too young to be injured in the hospital all alone, where are your parents?" "My mom isn't here, it's a long story, her ex-boyfriend kind of abducted me while he was wasted and crashed into a pole while driving hammered" She laughed at the absurdity of the situation. "I don't want to deal with anything yet, I'm an avoider, I avoid things." She said, laughing a little, she thought of how crazy she must seem. "You remind me of someone…" he trailed off. Ellie felt more blood dripping down her face. "Shoot, my head is still bleeding.." She thought out loud. "You should get that cut on your head fixed, and get a CT to check for internal bleeding." She stood up so she was standing over him, for the first time they were face to face. Part of him looked familiar. By the way he was staring, she guessed he thought so too. "Your pupils are dilated- your probably have a concussion and definitely need stitches." He instructed as if it was second nature to him.
"How do you know all that, were you a doctor?" She asked. "I- I don't know, I think. But I don't know who I am now that I think of it. "You don't know who you are?! And we're wasting time talking about my silly problems? And I look familiar to you but you don't even know who you are…"She began rambling like she always did when there was a serious situation.
He calmly cut her off. "You seem to be worse off them me right now, I'll be ok, but please get medical attention." She giggled at how selfless and caring this man was.
She was about to begin to help him figure out who he was when he heard a familiar voice yelling from the halls. "How the hell do you lose a kid, she's only 15, and she's injured… you idiots- I'll have you all fired. Who runs this hospital?" It was Alex. She was nervous, but relieved he was here. He was one of her favorite people- the closest thing to a father. As he was frantically searching rooms, he noticed her and ran and embraced her. She broke down yet again.
He walked her out into a medical examination room. He stitched her up without asking questions. That's one of the things she loved about her uncle Alex. "How'd you know to come, or where to come, or that I was even here?"
"You must've left your when you bolted away from the doctors. They called your mom but she was in a surgery so I answered. I called her while I was driving here, she is on her way now." Her stomach dropped. "So she knows…" She didn't want to cause her mom any pain. He gave her a look as if to say, "don't be ridiculous, she is not going to be mad, she knows and she is worried."
After Alex stitched her forehead, and removed the glass in her hair, another doctor examined her arm, which was now bruised and swollen. They were assured it was just a concussion, but she did break her arm. The nice doctor put a cast on her arm and gave her a sling. They were about to walk out when Meredith ran in frantically. "Ellie, thank god! Are you ok? I am gonna kill that son of a bitch" She began crying, and Ellie hugged her as hard as she could. "I'm so sorry mom…" Meredith bent down and looked eye level with Ellie, "What the hell are you sorry about?"
"Mom I just want to make you happy. I want you to be happy. You are the best mom, you're my person and you make everyone so happy. But you're not happy. I feel like it's my fault- not that dad died, but all the things you've had to worry about and be sad about after all these years were my fault. I gave you gray hair…" She was now rambling uncontrollably, not unlike her mother. Meredith cut her off.. "El- I love you so much and hope you know that you gave me a million reasons to be happier over the years. You are the last piece of your father, and yes you may have given me gray hair over the years, but I would never trade that for the world. And it was only a couple gray hairs… Let's get that straight." They laughed and hugged again and began walking out of the hospital. "Wait- I, I have to say good-bye to somebody." She turned and walked back to the room she took shelter in only a few hours ago, Alex and Meredith followed.
She walked back into the room and looked at the chart. She was so used to being in hospitals she felt like she was already a doctor- she had seen her mom read patient charts so many times it was natural. This chart however was not what she expected. It had the name John Doe written on it and only provided specific medical details. "You are a male in the 50-60 year old range. You have blue eyes. You are in the year 2030 and in a hospital in the outskirts of Seattle… There, now you know 5 things about yourself you didn't know before. Thanks for everything… I, I hope you figure out who you are." As she was turning and leaving Meredith asked from the doorway "Honey, who is that?"
With that, the man on the bed shouted out "Meredith!" Everybody froze in their tracks.
