She falls into my arms and I barely catch her. She seems too out of it to have only had a few heavy drinks. I scoop her up in my arms; she's surprisingly light and easy to carry. I see bright flashes out of the corners of my eyes, but I'm used to it; but she's not, even if she isn't aware of it I am. I try to maneuver her while I carry her out so she is out of view, the camera's flashing and reporters hurrying to try and flock around me but I've gotten quicker even with my disease. I manage to get her into my luxurious Cadillac and split second decide to take her to the closest hospital, she just doesn't seem well.
Within minutes we arrive and I gently carry her back out of the vehicle and into the bright lights of the emergency room.
"I need some help please!" I call out as I look about myself for a doctor or nurse available. Almost immediately a nurse that had just been filing something behind the desk looks over with a raised eyebrow and her eyes widen in alarm at us. She scurries over asking rapid fire questions. I say the first thing I think has priority, "I think she's been drugged." After that she is pulled right out of my arms by the doctors and nurses and rushed off so they can find out what is wrong with her and help her. I give as much information as I can that they ask me for, everything I know.
"You might as well take a seat." it's the nurse that was the first to come help us. I've been pacing ever since they told me now all I could do was wait. "It might be a while." her voice is soft, and she looks like she feels sorry for me or something. I suddenly realize just how tired my legs are and immediately sit in the open chair behind me. This does nothing to ease my tension, at least walking helped numb my focus. I rest my elbows on my knees and clasp my hands in front of my mouth, my right knee bouncing impatiently. "She just has to be alright." I repeat this a few times, my voice low and cracked. I don't know when it happened, but I fell in love with my dad's assistant, now my assistant. I, Harry Osborn CEO of Oscorp who has dated supermodels and was involved in possibly illegal situations, have fallen head over heels in love with my own assistant Felicia Hardy. I can't get her out of my head even though I know It's not right to date your employees.