12:25 P.M. Beth, while carrying Crystal Woods' chart, walked into an examination room. Crystal was a twenty-six-year-old woman and was more than eight months pregnant.
When Beth stepped in, she said, "Ms. Woods, I'm Dr. O'Brian…"
Crystal interrupted by blurting out, "This is a joke; right?"
Beth looked at Crystal in a confused manner and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Are you even old enough to be a doctor?" asked Crystal.
"I'm twenty-five and I've been an intern for six months," said Beth.
"You are a year younger than me and no offense to you, I would like a doctor who is actually older than me and at least been a doctor for a few years," said Crystal.
"I'll go find you a doctor who is old enough to satisfy you," said Beth. She then hesitated to leave. "Ms. Woods, there's a great doctor working at the county hospital. Three weeks ago, I had the pleasure of talking to him once on the phone about a patient of his who I was actually treating here. He has been a doctor for four years and he definitely knows his stuff. In fact if I was injured, I would prefer him over a lot of other doctors who I know."
"Are you suggesting for me to go to county hospital?" asked Crystal.
"He's too young of a doctor for you," said Beth. "In fact he's a year younger than me." Beth then turned and left the room.
Rebecca was at the nurse's station and when Beth stepped up, she heard Sophie asking, "Dr. O'Brian, is there anything wrong?"
"Yeah, Ms. Woods doesn't like the idea of having a doctor younger than she is or having an intern as a doctor," said Beth. "So, you'll have to page one of the residents."
Rebecca held out her hand and said, "Give Ms. Woods' chart. I'm taking this one."
As Beth was handing over the chart, she said, "She's all yours, Dr. Eisen."
Before Rebecca walked away, she looked at her watch. She then said, "Dr. O'Brian, you should go grab lunch while you can."
"I could use a bite," said Beth. "So I'll be back when I get done eating or get paged; whichever comes first." Beth turned and walked away. Beth went to her locker first; took a ten-dollar bill from her purse and stuck the bill in her medical coat pocket. She left her purse in her locker and after relocking her locker she walked towards the elevator. After stepping up to the elevator and pressing the call button her cell phone rang. She looked at the number before answering, but didn't recognize it. "Hello."
Beth recognized Spence's voice when he said, "Hey, gorgeous. So do you have time to talk?"
Beth said while trying to sound serious, "Brandon, you shouldn't call me that. The doctors say that it's not healthy."
Beth heard a concern tone in Spence's voice when he said, "Beth, it's me; Spence. And Brandon calls you gorgeous?"
Beth laughed and said, "I knew it was you, Spence, and yes I can talk. In fact, I'm on my way to get something to eat."
"So Brandon doesn't call you gorgeous?" asked Spence.
"No; I only said it as a joke," said Beth as the elevator door was opening. "As far as I know, he only calls Kristi gorgeous and I really never heard him calling her that. Hey Spence, I'm stepping in the elevator so if we get disconnected just call me back."
"Will do," said Spence.
As Beth is stepping on the elevator, she asked, "What are you doing right now?"
"I'm at that quick mart two blocks from the station," said Spence. "So how late will you be working till?"
"Dr. Eisen doesn't want us interns working more than sixteen hours shifts anymore, so I'll be getting off around midnight," said Beth.
"I was going to ask you to dinner and a movie tonight, but I guess that out," said Spence.
"You can always bring the dinner to me," said Beth.
"It's hard to tell when you're joking at times," said Spence as the elevator door was opening.
"I'm actually serious," said Beth as she was leaving the elevator. "Except, you don't have to if you don't want to though."
"No; I want to," said Spence. "What time should I come by?"
"There's a fifty-fifty chance that I'll be busy no manner what time you come, so just come any time after six."
"Okay; what should I bring?" asked Spence.
"Surprise me," said Beth.
"Okay; I will," said Spence.
Beth started up a casual conversation as she walked towards the cafeteria and they continued the conversation as Beth went through the food line. She slid the tray as she stepped through the line and when she reached the cashier, she said, "Hey Spence, I'm going to have to let you go. I have to carry my food to the table and I can't do it while talking to you."
"I need to get back on patrol anyway; bye," said Spence.
"Bye," said Beth. After hanging up her phone, she paid for her meal and walked away from the line carrying her tray.
Two-thirds off the table were filled up and when Beth looked for a table, she saw Ben, Chris and Miles at a table eating their meal. She stepped up to them and when Ben saw Beth he said, "Hey Beth, I heard you got a visit from the FBI last night."
"Yeah, what's up with that," said Miles.
Without attempting to sit down, Beth said, "I would like to tell you guys what's going on, but I can't; sorry. So can I join you guys?"
"Of course; have a seat," said Ben.
"You're not in some kind of trouble with the government, are you?" asked Chris as Beth was sitting down across from Miles. Beth's back was turned towards the entrance of the dining room.
Beth shook her head. She then said, "The only thing I can say is that, I got a vision about the plane crash when one of the victims touched me. Something wasn't right about the crash so I reported it, and that's how the FBI got involve." Beth then took a bite of her food.
"Did your vision show you why there are more victims than what there should be?" asked Chris.
Beth swallowed the bite that she took and said, "I've already said all that I can say about my vision. What I did say might have been too much."
"The plane crash was a terrorist attack, wasn't it?" asked Ben.
"If it was a terrorist attack, they botched it up," said Beth. Ben looked at Beth in a curious manner. "A terrorist attack on a plane in the air that only leaves twenty-five dead out of four hundred-plus would be a botched attack."
"Terrorist attack or not, I think Gina White might be involve with what happened," said Chris.
"Who's she," said Beth. She then took another bite of food.
"That's the name that the Jane Doe gave me before she decided to act as if she had complete amnesia," said Chris.
Beth swallowed the bite and asked, "Were you assigned as her doctor?"
"I was," said Chris. "You wouldn't like to take over as her doctor, would you, Beth?"
"Why are you trying to get rid of a patient?" asked Beth.
"She's faking amnesia; I know it and so does Dr. Snyder, but Dr. Snyder tells me that I have to go along with it… or at least go along with it until she's ready to tell us the truth," said Chris. "I don't know how long I can hold my tongue with her."
"Chris, as long as Dr. Eisen doesn't object, I be happy to take over as her doctor," said Beth.
"Okay, why do you want Gina White as a patient?" asked Miles.
"Chris doesn't what her as a patient and I don't mind one way or the other," said Beth.
"If you don't mind taking over as Gina White's doctor then I'm going to talk to Dr. Eisen," said Chris.
"Go for it," said Beth.
Beth then saw Miles looking passed her. When she turned to look, she saw Clarence Wilier walking towards her.
Clarence was carrying his briefcase and when he stepped up, he said, "Dr. O'Brian, I heard that you were here, and I hope you don't mind if I take a moment of your time."
As Beth was standing up, she said, "This is fine." Beth turned towards her follow interns. "I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Are you sure that you want to leave your food with Ben sitting at the table?" asked Miles.
Beth showed a dubious grinned and said before Ben was able to answer, "If anyone of you is a risk taker then help yourself."
"Okay, you scare me when you grin like that," said Miles
Beth continued to grin as she turned and walked away. As Clarence followed behind Beth he said, "How confident you are, I'll bet that you're a black belt."
"Unfortunately the only karate classes I had was in college," said Beth. "Once I got so far along in medical school, I couldn't continue."
"How confident you are, I would have pegged you for someone with a black belt," said Clarence.
"I would have had a black belt if my parents allowed me to take lessons, but my mom didn't think it was lady like," said Beth. "So I'm guessing you brought the revised copy of the nondisclosure agreement."
"Yeah," said Clarence. He then pointed to an empty table. "Should we sit there?"
"There's a nurse's station not too far from her," said Beth. "We can do it there."
"Okay," said Clarence. "Oh Dr. O'Brian; you should know that I talked to the president and he was reluctant for those stipulations to be added…"
Beth interrupted, "I'm not signing it if the stipulations aren't there."
"They're in there," said Clarence. "I convinced him that the stipulations that you wanted wouldn't conflict with why he wants you to sign it."
"Thank you," said Beth.
"You're welcome," said Clarence. He and Beth then walked into the hallway. "Oh, the president also hinted to the idea of meeting you."
"Agent Wilier, I don't mind meeting him, but you should know that I don't have high regards for politicians," said Beth. "So don't expect me to be too enthusiastic at wanting to meet him."
Clarence said in a slight amused manner, "I'll make a note of that."
Beth just grinned. She then led Clarence to a nurse's station with a copying machine. When they stepped up to the nurse's station, Clarence put his briefcase on the counter. He then opened it and took out the nondisclosure agreement.
After Beth was handed the agreement, she thoroughly read it again. Without saying a word, she took out her pen and signed the document. As she held up the document, she said, "I'm going to copy this so I can have a copy."
Clarence grinned and said, "Okay."
Beth walked around behind the desk and stepped up to the copier. After copying the papers, she walked up to Clarence again. As she held out the original papers for him to take she said, "I hope this pleases the president."
"I guarantee that it will," said Clarence as he put the document into his briefcase. "Now from this point on, you are not allowed to disclose or discuss any information that would involve a national threat or an international threat with anyone outside homeland security and that includes your friends and relatives."
"I read and understood the nondisclosure agreement," said Beth.
"I just want to make sure," said Clarence.
"Agent Wilier, Agent Mitchell gave me a few numbers to call if I needed to report anything," said Beth. "Should I use another number instead if I needed to report something?"
"I'll give you a number, but by no means are you to say what you want over the phone," said Clarence. "When you call in, just say that you have information and someone will come to you."
"That's simple enough," said Beth as she took out her cell phone. "So what's the number so I can store it?"
As Clarence said the numbers, Beth pressed the corresponding buttons to store it. Clarence then said, "Well, that's it. Have a good day. I need to go back to Washington."
Beth said before Clarence was able to walk away, "Agent Wilier, a body was signed over to the FBI to be autopsied."
"I know about the body," said Clarence.
"Did the doctors find anything that would prove what it is?" asked Beth.
"Dr. O'Brian, I understand why you want the information, but I can't disclose if anything was found," said Clarence. "You'll need a high level clearance for that."
"But I was the one who brought it to the government's attention," said Beth.
"I'm aware of that and I'm sorry for it being a one way street, but it is," said Clarence.
Beth whispered loud enough for only Clarence to hear, "Agent Wilier, any helpful information I can get about how to identify Cylons would also benefit the colonies of Kobol. After all they're actually the ones who warned us about the Cylons."
"If they are indeed humans, I do sympathize with them, but this government will not past information to them," said Clarence.
"You can't be serious?" asked Beth.
"I'm afraid so, and I assure you that homeland security will have its reasons not to disclose or past information along," said Clarence.
"They told me that their Cylon detection is poor, and if the doctors at homeland security are able to create a good Cylon detection, why won't you share it?" asked Beth.
"How much do you know of World War Two?" asked Clarence.
"I got A-plus in history and I went as far as I can in history while I was in college, so I would say that I'm as knowledgeable as anyone can be without living during that time," said Beth.
"Do you know that Britain broke the German code early in the war, but they acted in a manner as if they didn't break it?" asked Clarence. "In fact, the British government allowed a British city to be bomb by the German without warning the residents…"
"I know about it," said Beth. "If the city was warned and the residents were evacuated the German would have known that the code was broken and they would have changed it."
"Now if we would create a Cylon detection and shared it with the colonies, most likely all of the Cylons will be exposed and that would leave all humans at a disadvantage as the Cylons change their fighting technique," said Clarence.
"I do understand and I do accept what you said, but I actually disagree with the idea of withholding information like that," said Beth.
Clarence grinned and said, "You're not the first one or the last one to feel how you're feeling." Beth just grinned. Clarence gestured down the hall. "Well, I'm going to go."
"Bye, Agent Wilier," said Beth.
"Bye," said Clarence. He then turned and walked away.
Beth walked back towards the cafeteria.
1:10 P.M. at Gregg Rose's rented office, Number-Six was putting the files up. Number-Six had emptied ten of the twenty boxes. As she was working on the eleventh box, Gregg returned with a bag of food. When Number-Six heard the bell sounding she turned to look.
Gregg held up the food bag and said, "I thought that you might be hungry so I bought lunch for us."
"You thought right," said Number-Six.
Gregg stepped up to the desk and said, "Then blow off that filing and come eat."
As Gregg was taking out the food from the bag, Number-Six stepped up to the desk and asked, "What kind of food did you get."
"Just two quarter pound value meals from McDonald's; the drinks I got are cokes," said Gregg. "I hope that's all right."
"It's fine," said Number-Six as Gregg placed one of the meal on the desk.
Gregg gestured to the meal he placed on the desk and said, "Well, here's yours and I'll put together a makeshift table from the boxes you emptied and eat there."
Number-Six looked at Gregg in a curious manner for a moment before attempting to sit down. As she was sitting down, she said, "I hope you don't mind, but while you were away I browsed the internet."
"I don't mind about that," said Gregg. "I knew when I decided to take on an assistant that… well since I hired you, you will have more down time than you will be actually working. That might change if business keeps picking up. So if you have nothing to do, feel free to browse the internet or play solitaire. I do prefer that you focus on work first."
"Of course," said Number-Six. She then watched as Gregg made his makeshift table from the empty boxes. He used the step stool as a seat. "Gregg, what do you think of the Cylon threat?"
"It doesn't exist," said Gregg as he was pulling out his food from the bag.
"You sound certain of that," said Number-Six.
"From what I heard and read, Cylons are supposed to have been created by extraterrestrials and extraterrestrials don't exist," said Gregg. He then took a bite of his sandwich.
"You shouldn't be so certain," said Number-Six.
Gregg was swallowing the bite he took as Number-Six took a bite of her sandwich. Gregg then said, "God created the heavens and the Earth. He then filled the Earth with animals and then created man in his image. I don't know if there are other planets out there besides the nine planets in our solar system, but regardless if there are, I believe that life only exists on Earth."
Number-Six swallowed the bite she had and said, "Being as vast as the universe is, there are more planets than you can even envision. So do really believe that Earth is the only planet with life on it."
"I do," said Gregg. "I believe in the Bible and the Bible doesn't say anything of life on other planets."
Number-Six covered mouth to muffle a chuckle. She then asked, "How many people feel the same way that you do?"
"There are people who believe that life exist on other planets, but in most part I think that most people agree with me… or at least the ones who follow the path of Jesus."
Number-Six looked Gregg in a manner as if to determine if he was serious. She then disregarded what was said and turned her attention on eating her food.
At the university hospital, Beth was assisting Dr. Connelly as he was removing a large tumor from Mr. Simms' abdomen. Mr. Simms was a fifty-one-year-old man. During the extraction of the tumor, Beth saw Dr. Connelly's hand beginning to tremble.
When Beth saw what she did, she asked, "Are you okay, Doctor?"
"Why wouldn't I be okay, Dr. O'Brian?" asked Dr. Connelly.
"Your hand is trembling," said Beth.
"I'm fine, Dr. O'Brian," said Dr. Connelly as his trembling hand barely nicked an artery. Within seconds the blood seep in. "Nurse, I need suction here."
As one of the nurses was using the section tube, another noticed the man's vitals becoming unstable and said, "Dr. Connelly, his blood pressure is dropping."
"This guy is certainly a bleeder," said Dr. Connelly. "Hang another unit of blood."
"After several minutes of being operated on, Mr. Simms all of a sudden becomes a bleeder," Beth commented as the nurse went to get another unit of blood. "That's not possible."
"Dr. O'Brian, your only job is to assist me," said Dr. Connelly.
"Dr. Connelly, you had to have nicked an artery for there being this much blood all of a sudden," said Beth.
"And you're putting your six months of internship over my thirty-five years experience," said Dr. Connelly
"No Dr. Connelly, but your hand was trembling just before all this blood came about," said Beth as the nurse was hanging a unit of blood.
"Dr. O'Brian, I'm not going to be questioned in my O.R. by you," said Dr. Connelly. "I no longer require your assistance; now leave."
"Dr. Connelly, will you just please look for the nick artery?" asked Beth.
"Dr. O'Brian, you were told to leave this O.R. and if you don't go, you will be leaving the hospital instead," said Dr. Connelly.
Beth just looked at Dr. Connelly for a second. She then as she was backing up, she said, "I'm leaving."
Beth's beeper was lying next to a few other beepers and she grabbed hers before attempting to leave. As Beth was leaving the operating room, she abruptly and in an angrily manner, removed her gloves and then her facial mask. As she was stepping into the hall she, without looking, stepped in front of Dr. Snyder, Carlos, and two orderlies rushing a man down the hall on a gurney.
"Clear the way," Carlos yelled out.
As Beth was getting out of the way, she called out in an irritated tone, "Dr. Snyder, do you have a second?"
Dr. Snyder saw the serious expression on Beth's face. He then said, "A second is all you have, Dr. O'Brian. What is it?"
"I saw Dr. Connelly's hand trembling and because of it, I'm positive that he nicked an artery as he was removing a tumor from Mr. Simms," said Beth. "When I tried tell him where all the blood suddenly had come from, he kicked me out."
"Dr. Snyder, I saw Dr. Connelly's hand trembling earlier during another operation," said Carlos. "I only saw it for a second though."
"Dr. Sanchez, continue to take Mr. Baker to the operating room and prep him for surgery," said Snyder. "I'll be there in a moment."
"Yes, Dr. Snyder," said Carlos.
Before Carlos was able to leave, Beth said, "Thanks, Carlos."
"I done it for the patient who Dr. Connelly's operating on and not you," said Carlos. Beth just grinned. Carlos and the two orderlies then continued on their way with Mr. Baker.
Inside the operating room, Dr. Connelly was in the middle of removing more of the tumor when Dr. Snyder walked in while wearing his mask. Dr. Connelly glanced at who was stepping in just for a second. As he turned his attention back to Mr. Simms he asked, "Dr. O'Brian, sent you in here, didn't she?"
As Dr. Snyder was stepping up, he said, "Dr. O'Brian expressed her concern about this operation to me. Nurse, I need gloves."
"Yes, Doctor," said one of the nurses.
"And you're listening to an intern than trusting me," asked Dr. Connelly.
"She maybe an intern, but she does know what she's doing," said Dr. Snyder as a nurse was putting gloves on him. He then witnessed Dr. Connelly's hand slightly trembling. "And I'm seeing for myself that your hand is trembling like she said. Stepped back and let me in."
Dr. Snyder heard Dr. Connelly making a frustrated sound as he back up. He ignored the sound and looked for the nicked artery.
He searched for a couple of seconds before telling the nurse, "I need suction."
As the nurse complied, Dr. Connelly said, "There's no nick artery."
Another few seconds of searching he said, "Bingo; here it is."
Dr. Connelly stepped up and asked in a stunned manner, "What?"
"There is indeed a nick like Dr. O'Brian said," said Dr. Snyder. "It's small, but it's there. And it could have been life threatening if it went ignored."
"I was sure that there was no nick," said Dr. Connelly.
"Dr. Connelly, finish here and when you're done, you are to check yourself in as a patient for some tests," said Dr. Snyder. "I want to know why your hand is trembling."
As Dr. Snyder was backing up, Dr. Connelly said, "Yes, Dr. Snyder."
Beth was leaning with her back to the wall when she heard someone leaving the operating room. As she was straitening up she saw Dr. Snyder leaving the room. She stepped up to him and asked, "Well?'
Dr. Snyder grinned and said, "Good catch, Doctor."
"So there was a nick," Beth said in a pleasing manner.
"There was, and don't get cocky over it," said Dr. Snyder.
"Oh, I wasn't," Beth insisted. "I'm just glad that the nick was found."
"Okay," said Dr. Snyder. "Well, I have my own operation to get to."
"Thanks for believing me, Dr. Snyder," said Beth.
Dr. Snyder just nodded. He then walked away.
Beth watched Dr. Snyder for as second. Her attention was then drawn to her beeper as it went off. After looking at the number on the beeper, she went straight to the nurse's desk in the emergency room.
Sophie saw Beth stepping up and said, "Dr. O'Brian, a woman claiming to be your Aunt Jennifer and her son Jeremy is in examination room three, and your aunt is asking for you."
"Why are they here?" asked Beth.
"From what I got, Jeremy was in a fight and now he has a gash over his left eyebrow," said Sophie.
"Thanks," said Beth. She then stepped away. Jeremy's file was in a holder at the door and before Beth walked into the room, she grabbed the file. Jeremy and Jennifer watched Beth as she walked in carry the file. A blood soak bandage was wrapped around Jeremy's head at the forehead. Beth acted as if she was surprised when she saw Jeremy and said, "Oh, hi; I thought I was going to treat Rocky Balboa."
"You're not funny, Beth," said Jeremy.
"He's scared that it will leave a scar, so he's not happy with what happened" said Jennifer.
Beth stepped up to Jeremy and said, "Boys don't usually care too much about scars."
"He and Jeffrey think that I don't know, but they had switched places a couple of times," said Jennifer as Beth put Jeremy's chart down. "If he has a scar at the forehead he won't be able to do it again."
Jeremy quickly said, "That's not the reason."
Beth smiled and said, "It must be nice growing up with an identical twin to change places with."
"It's not the reason, Beth," Jeremy insisted.
As Beth stepped over to get the alcohol wipes along with the sutures and needle, she said, "You don't have to convince me." She stepped up to Jeremy with the items. "Now, let's get that bandage off and see how bad it is." Beth took several seconds and removed the bandage. When the wound was uncovered, Beth saw that the wound wasn't too bad. "It's not too bad of a gash. It's also almost along the eyebrow so any scar it leaves won't be easy to see."
"Do I still have to get stitches if it's not too bad?" asked Jeremy.
"I'm afraid so, and I hate to say this, but where the gash is, I won't be able to numb you very well," said Beth. "The good news is that you only need no more than four stitches."
"So it's going to hurt?" asked Jeremy.
"First you will be able to feel me cleaning the wound and then you will feel me stitching you up, but the trick to where you won't feel much of the pain is to put an intense thought in your head that's not related to what I'm doing or start an intense conversation with me or your mom," said Beth. When Beth began to clean the wound Jeremy instinctually closed his eyes. "Do you have an intense topic that you want to talk about? Or perhaps you can tell me what you want Santa Clause to bring you."
"I'm thirteen, Beth," said Jeremy as Beth began to put the stitches in. "I stopped believing in Santa Clause for a while."
"You still want things for Christmas, don't you?" asked Beth.
"Of course," said Jeremy.
"What do you want?" asked Beth.
Jeremy rattled off a list of things he wanted. He slightly flinched twice as Beth was giving him stitches, but he continued to tell Beth what he wanted for Christmas. Before Jeremy was done with his list, Beth finished at what she was doing and stepped back. Jeremy got curious as to why she stopped. After opening his eyes, he looked at Beth in a curious manner and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
"Not at all," said Beth. "Your head is all stitched up and I was just going to let you finish your list before I said anything."
"You're done?" Jeremy asked in a shocked manner.
Beth just grinned and said, "You're need a band-aid to cover the stitches, but yeah, I'm done."
"It was only hurting a little so I just thought you were only cleaning the wound," said Jeremy. "Plus it didn't take very long."
"I'm glad I was able to do it without hurting you too bad," said Beth.
"When you give people stitches, does talking to them always work to prevent them from feeling the pain?" asked Jeremy.
"Not always, but most of the time," said Beth. "Anyway, you will need a tetanus shot…"
"I have to get a shot too?" asked Jeremy.
"I'm afraid so," said Beth. "So just sit tight for a minute and I'll be back with it and that band-aid." Beth turned and walked away.
After Beth left the room, Jeremy said, "Hey Mom, we should switch doctors and let Beth be our doctor."
"Other than minor things like stitching you up, Beth is not allowed to be our doctor," said Jennifer.
"Why?" asked Jeremy.
"Beth would become too distraught if someone she loved would die if she was the doctor operating on him or her," said Jennifer.
"Oh," said Jeremy.
A few minutes later, Beth returned with the syringe and two band-aids. As she stepped up to Jeremy, she asked, "Aunt Jennifer, do you remember my dad's brother, Uncle Archer."
"I remember him and I'm a bit surprised that you do," said Jennifer.
"I remember all of my dad's siblings," said Beth as she was preparing the shot for Jeremy. "Anyway, the reason why I mention Uncle Archer is because he is a patient here. He had a mild heart attack yesterday. Miles… Dr. Thiemann, another intern here is his doctor. Dr. Thiemann, with Dr. Eisen agreeing, says that Uncle Archer will most likely be released tomorrow."
"It's been a few years since I saw him," said Jennifer. "I should pop in and say hi."
"Twenty years is a lot more than a few," said Beth.
"Oh, I ran into him five years ago when I was in New York on business," said Jennifer. "He was in the mall with his daughter Cindy. I felt bad when I heard what happened to his sight."
"Why didn't you tell me about that?" asked Beth.
"I didn't think that you would remember him," said Jennifer.
"Even if I didn't remember him, he is still my dad's brother," said Beth
"Beth, if you're getting upset, I want someone else to give me that shot," said Jeremy.
Beth smiled and said, "I swear to you that I'm not upset. I just want to know stuff like your mom running into one of dad's siblings. Anyway, I should give you this shot so you can go."
As Beth was giving Jeremy the tetanus shot, Jennifer said, "Okay Beth, next time I'll tell you, if I run into another one of your dad's relative."
After giving Jeremy the shot, Beth asked, "So how do you feel?"
"I'm fine," said Jeremy. "That didn't hurt much either."
"Good," said Beth as she was putting a band-aid over the needle mark. She then put the other band-aid over the stitches. "And you are done. You can get your coat on and I'll walk you and Aunt Jennifer to the nurse's station."
As Jeremy was putting his coat on, he asked, "Beth, what happened to your uncle's sight?"
Jennifer was about to say something when Beth said, "He made a bad judgment at work."
"How?" asked Jeremy.
"He took off his protective mask when he shouldn't have," said Beth. "So let that be a lesson to you when you chisel out your wooden sculptures."
Jennifer just showed a delightful grinned as Jeremy insisted, "I do wear my safety glasses."
"Good," said Beth as they were walking towards the door.
As everyone was leaving the room Jennifer said, "Of course your dad and I have to remind you to wear your safety glass."
"Well, you can actually stop reminding me," said Jeremy. "I know to wear my safety glasses."
"Okay, but I better not see you not wearing them," said Jennifer.
"You won't see me without them," said Jeremy.
As Beth was escorting Jennifer and Jeremy to the nurse's station, Jennifer asked, "Oh Beth, your mother called yesterday afternoon and left a message on my answering machine. It wasn't something about you, but I wasn't able to get back to her. Do you know what she wanted?"
"Most likely, she wanted to recruit your help to get Ryan and me back together," said Beth. "But now mom knows that, that will never happen… or at least I hope she does."
"He's in London, isn't he?" asked Jeremy.
"He maybe back in London now, but last night he showed up here at the hospital," said Beth. "He had plans to propose to me, but I put an end to that before he had the chance to ask."
"You two where good together," said Jennifer.
"Ryan totally disrespected and insulted me with his…" Beth was able to get out.
"I know he did, sweetie, and all I was saying is that you two made a lovely couple," said Jennifer as Beth saw Dr. Connelly walking in her direction. "And how you feel about him now, I would never even suggest that you to get back with him."
Beth said almost in a depressed tone as she stared at Dr. Connelly, "Thanks for understanding."
Jennifer looked at Beth and asked, "What's wrong?"
Beth continued to look at Dr. Connelly and said, "Nothing." Jennifer faced Dr. Connelly as he was walking up. Beth stopped walking followed by Jennifer and Jeremy. "Dr. Connelly, I want to…"
"Dr. O'Brian, you don't have to saying anything," said Dr. Connelly. "You were right… about everything. I was too prideful to admit that my hand was shaking during surgery and for that I endangered a patient. You done your job and called me on it."
"So no hard feelings?" asked Beth.
"No hard feelings," said Dr. Connelly. "Just don't make a habit at challenging experienced doctors because the odds of you being right are actually against you."
Beth slightly grinned and said, "I won't, Dr. Connelly."
Dr. Connelly gestured into the direction that he was walking and said, "Well, I have something to do."
"Yes, Sir," said Beth. Beth, Jennifer and Jeremy then walked up to the nurse's station.
Beth continued to talk to Jennifer as the nurse was finalizing Jeremy's visit. When the nurse was done, Beth walked with Jennifer and Jeremy as they walked into the reception area. Just after stepping into the reception area, Beth saw one of the male Cylons walking towards the elevators.
When Jennifer saw the uneasy stare Beth was giving the Cylon, she asked, "What's wrong, sweetie?"
Beth broke the stare and as she looked at Jennifer she said, "Oh, nothing's wrong. I just recognized him that's all."
"Well, Jeremy and I better get going," said Jennifer.
"Okay; bye," said Beth.
"Bye," Jennifer and Jeremy said in unison.
As Jennifer and Jeremy were walking away, Beth stepped up to the nurse at the reception desk. Beth described the Cylon she saw and then continued to ask, "Do you know who he was?"
"Yeah, he's William Sykes," said the nurse. "He was also involved in that disaster yesterday, but was taken to a different hospital. He's now looking for his sister who was separated from him. Since the Jane Doe is really the only one who hasn't been formally identified, I thought she might be his sister."
"Okay, thanks," said Beth. Beth then turned towards the elevators.