Tony was pacing up and down the waiting area. It felt like hours since they took Doug to the OR. Tony felt really awful. He felt guilty about the argument and felt it was his fault that his friend got shot. Why didn't any one tell him how Doug was doing?
The door opened and the woman who was there before came in.
I brought you something to eat.
I don't want anything.
The woman sight. I understand, but you need your strength to help your friend.
Tony did not answer. Silently he watched the woman put the food and drinks she had brought on the table.
I will eat, if you stay here. Tony suddenly said.
The woman nodded and sat down. Tony was glad, he was no longer alone and he ate some.
I am Newman, Tony Newman, he said with a small smile.
Ivy Sands, the woman answered.
A police officer came in. he said down. How is your friend doing?
It was Ivy who answered. He is still in OR.
The police officer nodded. he turned his attention to Tony. I need you to tell me what happened.
Tony sighed. He did not want to think about what had happened. He lowered his head.
Than he felt a touch on his arm. Tony looked up. It was Ivy who had put her hand on his arm offering support.
Grateful for the support, Tony tolled the officer what had happened. Well, he left out the bit about their argument and the fact they where time travellers.
When Tony fell silent, the officer spoke. We think your friend is a victim of the so called wildlife shooter.
At Tony's inquiring look, Ivy explained. This man shoots at people who e feels are disturbing the wild life near the lake.
The officer nodded. Your friend is the 5th victim in 3 weeks. We know his identity, but we haven't been able to catch him yet.
Where are you staying? The officer wanted to know.
Tony shrugged.
That won't do. I need to be able to contact you during the investigation.
You can stay at my place. Ivy offered.
Tony nodded.
All right that's settled then. I will be in touch. And with that the officer tapped his head and left.
Tony and Ivy sat in the waiting room silently. Finally the doctor came in. he looked tired.
If your friend makes it through the next…say…10 hours, he will live. I have done all I can for him. Now it is your friends turn to fight.
Can I see Doug?
Yes, but only a few minutes. He needs his rest most of all now.
Tony nodded. he followed the doctor to the room where his friend lay.
Tony pulled a chair closer to the bed. he sat down. Carefully to not disturb him, he grabbed Doug's hand.
I am sorry, Doug, so sorry. I didn't mean those things I said. Please wake up. He begged.
Tony didn't know how long he sat there when Ivy came in.
We better go. Let your friend rest.
No. Tony shook his head. He didn't want to leave his friend there.
Mike said he would let us know if anything changes. Ivy said.
Reluctantly Tony got up and followed Ivy out.
Tony was worried. The shooting was three days ago and still Doug did not wake up. According to Doctor Mike, his friend was physically well. All they could do was wait.
The waiting nearly drove Tony mad.
Tony? I am on my way to the market. A gentle voice disturbed his thoughts. Tony smiled at Ivy. Are you sure you will be all right?
Tony nodded and watched her walk away. He was grateful for Ivy's company and support these past days.