AN: Remember me? Well, I was doing really well with the chapter-every-day plan, until my internet was cut. I'm seen net-less, by the way. Today I'm at the library and just happen to have this chapter on my mum's memory stick (I was going to post all the chapters I have, which is twenty, but I can't find my memory stick!).
This is lame… And that's why I love it!
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Several hours later Cynthia and Kate were interrupted by a nurse.
'Excuse me, Miss Todd?' The nurse asked from just inside the door.
'Yes?' Kate asked
'They're looking for you upstairs. Your doctor wants to discharge you.' The nurse, who in Kate's opinion looked to be about fifteen, said.
'Thanks,' Kate said and the nurse left.
'I wonder where Tony is.' Cynthia said
'You probably don't want to know.' Kate mused wisely. 'I'll be back in a while.'
'See you then, then.' Cynthia grinned. The drugs were making her slightly loopy.
Getting on the elevator Kate almost collided with Tony.
'Fancy seeing you here.' Tony said, reaching past her to press the "close doors" button.
'Yes, imagine that.' Kate replied dryly.
'I bought you some clothes.' He handed her an overnight bag that she recognised as hers.
'How did you-?'
'You don't want to know.' He replied cheerfully, leading her off the elevator.
'Well, thanks, anyway.' Kate said and hurried off to her room to get changed. When she returned Tony was at the nurses' station, holding a bag of the clothes she was wearing the night before, she assumed. He took the overnight bag from her and gave Kate her handbag.
'They've got some paperwork for you.' Tony said 'I'll take your stuff to the car.' Kate nodded.
'Okay,' she said. That answered the question of how she was getting home. She started the hospital paperwork that seemed to be doubling every few seconds. Great. It was spawning. Worst still, it was more boring then the stuff she did at work.
She finished a few minutes later, and glanced at the pile for a second to make sure nothing else would pop up demanding her signature. It seemed overkill for a visit of less than twenty four hours. That hospital alone was probably responsible for fifty per cent of the deforestation of the Amazon.
Giving up waiting for Tony, she made her way down to Cynthia's room where her friend was listlessly watching TV.
'Find Tony?' Cynthia asked
'He assaulted me on the elevator.' Kate replied, sitting.
'In a good way?' Cynthia asked. There was a good way? Kate shrugged.
'What are you watching?' Kate asked
'X-Files. Fox is having yet another marathon.'
'What season?'
'Seven, I think.' Looking at the TV, Kate was certain that Cynthia was right, and it was the seventh, and she would have said so too if Weiss hadn't burst through the door at the second, severely out of breath.
'A ransom has been made.' Weiss said between wheezes
'What?' Kate said
'How?' Cynthia added. Tony arrived much the same was as Weiss.
'Have you heard?' Tony asked. He looked from Kate, to Weiss, to Cynthia. 'You've heard.'
'Sit down, and start from the beginning.' Kate said. Weiss and Tony obeyed.
'About twenty minutes ago tapes were sent to several major news channels.' Weiss said
'And newspapers.' Tony added
'A ransom?' Cynthia asked. Weiss nodded.
'They all show the same thing; Anna tied to a chair, reading a list of demands.' Tony said
'Is Anna okay?' Cynthia asked, worriedly.
'Apart from a few scratches, she seems fine.' Weiss answered.
'Is it authentic?' Kate asked
'Looks to be.' Tony said
'What do they want?' Asked Cynthia 'Money, power, chicks?' Weiss shook his head.
'They say we'll get Anna back, unharmed, if President Foster steps down as President. And they've given him twenty-four hours to decide.'
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