10:30 P. M., in New York City, New York, Noah and Number-Six were leaving a theater from after seeing a play. A man dressed as Santa Clause stood several feet from the entrance while ringing a bell. Number-Six's attention was on the man when Noah asked her, "Are you in a hurry to get back?"
Number-Six faced Noah as she answered, "I'm not, but I thought you might want to get back to Katie."
"Katie's with my parents and once there, she tries to stay as long as she can, so she won't mind if I'm gone till tomorrow morning," said Noah.
"Are you wanting to get back into your private jet and go somewhere else?" asked Number-Six.
"No, actually I have a friend who owns a club near here, I thought we can go there," said Noah.
"Okay," said Number-six. "Which way do we go?"
"Let's flag down one of these cabs that are driving by," said Noah. He then walked up to the curb to hail a taxi.
Ten minutes later, a cab dropped Noah and Number-Six out in front of a club that had a long line of people waiting to get in.
When Number-Six saw the number of people waiting to get in, she asked, "Are you certain you want to come here and wait in that line."
"As I said, my friend owns this club, so we won't be waiting in any line to get in," said Noah. "Follow me."
Number-Six followed Noah to the entrance and once there, one of the two security guards at the front door had checked both Noah and Number-Six with a sensitive hand held medical detector.
While scanning Number-Six, the detector indicated that one of the buttons on her coat had metallic in it. Seeing that it was only a button, he shrugged it off and allowed Noah and Number-Six to pass.
As Number-Six was walking into the club area, she was a bit curious as to why that only one of the buttons would sound the detector, but after a minute of being curious she shrugged it off herself.
In Beth's hometown, Travis was in his apartment and watching the movements of the known Cylons in the United States by using satellite tracking.
On Board the Galactica Catalina, with Starbuck's help, transcribed into the Grey's language what the colonials learned of the Greys during the previous year. She had also included Dr. Salik's commentaries and theories of Earth humans being hybrids from thousands of years ago between humans and human like primates. Catalina and Starbuck spent close to three hours together while Catalina transcribed the documents. Once Catalina was done, she and Starbuck went their respective ways and went to bed.
The colonial fleet had been in the Grey's solar system for ten hours when Starbuck, six crewmen, Catalina and Dr. Cheywhin left the Galactica in a raptor. Two other Raptors with eight crewmen each had left the Galactica behind Starbuck. Minutes later they were landing near the entrance of the underground city of Makee. Within minutes, they were making there way into the underground city.
Five hours later at 10:35 A. M. local time in Beth's hometown at the university hospital Beth was dialing the phone in the medical library. Not far from her was a computer that was displaying an Internet page of the procedure that Cindy wanted her father to have.
The phone went straight into voicemail and once Beth had introduced herself of being a doctor and at what hospital, she continued to leave the message, "I'm calling to learn more about the procedure of restoring someone's sight."
As Beth was leaving her contact information, Rebecca and the psychiatrist Holly Stark walked into the room. Holly was in her late twenties and had only been a psychiatrist for six months.
Beth noticed Rebecca and Holly stepping up to her and stared at them as she hung up the phone. As they stepped up, Rebecca said, "Dr. O'Brian, this is Dr. Stark. She's a psychiatrist. She was brought in to talk to our Jane Doe." Rebecca saw Beth looking at her as if she had lost her mind. "It's procedure for any amnesia patient to go through a few hours of therapy before being release from a hospital."
"Okay," said Beth.
"Since you're Jane Doe's doctor you two will be working together and since you will be working with her, you should be the one to introduce Jane Doe and Dr. Stark to each other," said Rebecca.
"Does Dr. Stark know about the rumor regarding Jane Doe?" asked Beth.
Before Rebecca was able to respond, Holly asked, "What rumor?"
"Dr. O'Brian and I can reveal our source, but we know that Jane Doe is faking her amnesia," said Rebecca. "Also we have it under good authority that Jane Doe had helped to bring down Flight 209."
Before Holly was able to respond, Beth said, "I was just going to make it out as being a rumor."
Holly glanced at Rebecca and then Beth with an uncertain expression on her face before asking, "You two aren't kidding about this, are you?"
"No, we're not," said Rebecca.
"Are there any guards around Jane Doe's room?" asked Holly.
"No," said Rebecca. "However, the FBI and homeland security know of Jane Doe's involvement and they are keeping an eye on her from a distance."
"Is there a reason that they aren't arresting her?" asked Holly.
"Jane Doe wasn't alone and the others are unknown to the homeland security, so homeland security is allowing Jane Doe to think that her involvement is unknown to everyone in order for her to lead them to the others," said Rebecca.
"So when you ask your questions, you may want to select your questions carefully," Beth added.
"When I was handed this case I was told that it was a routine assignment," Holly commented. "This case is anything, but routine."
"So are you ready to see Jane Doe?" asked Beth.
"No, but lead the way," said Holly.
Beth grinned as she began walking towards the exit. Holly and then Rebecca followed Beth into the hallway.
Second later, Number-Eight watched in a curious manner as Beth led Holly into the room. Beth stepped up to Number-Eight's bedside and said, "Jane, as to how fast you are recovering from your injuries it seems that you'll be leaving us in a few days; however, because of your amnesia we can't just release you without determining if you are mentally capable of coping with your memory loss." Beth gestured towards Holly. "To determined as to well you can cope Dr. Stark, a doctor of psychiatry, was brought in."
As Holly stepped up closer to the bed, Number-Eight said, "I don't need a doctor of psychiatry."
"Most likely you don't, but it is procedure before you can be discharge," said Beth.
"Fine, what do I do?" asked Number-Eight.
"After Dr. O'Brian leaves, I'll ask you a few questions and you'll answer as honestly as you can," said Holly.
"I believe that was my cue to leave," said Beth.
"Bye, for now," said Holly.
Beth just waved. As she stepped out into the hallway, her beeper sounded. After looking at the beeper, she went to the nurse's station. As she was stepping up, the nurse said, "There's a Dr. Lieberman on line three. He said that he's returning your call."
"I didn't think he would call me back this soon," said Beth as she was moving towards the phone. She picked it up and pressed the button. "This is Dr. O'Brian."
"This is Dr. Lieberman, Dr. O'Brian," He responded. "I'm returning your call about an inquiring and I'm going to guess that you want to learn more about the procedure for a patient of yours."
"Not a patient, but a family member… an uncle to be more precise who had lost his sight ten years ago in an accident," said Beth. "My cousin… My uncle's daughter asked me to talk him into the procedure; however, I want to know more about it before I even say anything to him."
"I can email or fax you more information," said Dr. Lieberman. "Before I do that though, how's your uncle's health?"
"Because I'm not his doctor, I don't know what his overall health is, but I do know that he had a mild heart attack that placed him in this hospital for a couple of days within the past week," said Beth.
"Dr. O'Brian, I can send you the information that you requested just in case that you get future patients who could benefit from the procedure, but because of your uncle's recent heart attack, I'm afraid that he's disqualified from the procedure," said Dr. Lieberman.
"Yeah, I was kind of afraid of that being the case," said Beth. "Anyway, in case I need the information for a future time, I'll give you my email address." Beth then gave him the information. After Beth hung up with Dr. Lieberman, she called Cindy. Cindy's phone went into voicemail. "Hey, Cindy this is Beth. I've researched the information on the procedure, so give me a call when you can. Bye." As Beth was hanging up her cell phone rang. She looked at the number before answering and saw that it was Alicia. "Hey, what's up?"
"Noah wasn't in church today," said Alicia.
Beth asked as she was walking away from the nurse's station, "And you are telling me this because you took a job as the church's truant officer?"
"Funny, but I found out that he and Savanna went to New York last night," said Alicia.
"And why are you telling me this?" asked Beth.
"Noah is a good guy and I don't want to see him hurt," said Alicia.
"Noah's not a threat to Savannah so there's no reason for him to get hurt," said Beth. "Besides with Noah's religious disposition he'll be helping me with my plan without even knowing it."
"Well, I think that Noah needs to be warned about Savannah so he doesn't get too close to Savannah," said Alicia.
"Alicia, Noah and us will definitely get hurt, possibly even killed, if you say anything to Noah about who Savannah is," said Beth.
"Why do you think that?" asked Alicia.
"If Noah gets warned I know he would turn cold towards Savannah and that alone would throw up warning flags for Savannah to see," said Beth. "So please, don't say anything to Noah about Savannah."
Alicia sighed and said, "Fine, you win, but I don't like the idea of Noah and Savannah getting so friendly"
Beth looked around to see who was able to hear and said in a volume for only Alicia to hear, "I don't like the idea of Savannah and her group being on Earth, but she is, and as long as we don't panic and do something stupid, we will prevail."
"Your overly confident attitude may be a plus for you as a doctor, but it means nothing in this situation," said Alicia.
"Maybe, but I strongly believe that we can win," said Beth. "Anyway I need to get back to work."
"Okay, bye," said Alicia.
"Bye," said Beth. When Beth hung up, she went back to her rounds.
In the Grey's planet in the underground city, the Grey's sovereign Alchita, Apollo and a Grey who was able to speak English were standing near the embarking station when Starbuck, Catalina, Dr. Cheywhin and sixteen unarmed colonial crewmen stepped off the transportation system at Catalina's city. Dr. Cheywhin was carrying his case.
Alchita was informed two hours prior of their pending arrival and as the group stepped up, Alchita asked as he stared at the colonial warriors, "Why are there so many humans with you?"
"Their commander had agreed to help us and these people were sent to help," said Catalina as Starbuck was filling Apollo in.
"That's great," said Alchita. "So what have you learn of the humans during your visit?"
Dr. Cheywhin realized that Catalina was holding back information when she said, "They're looking for Earth to seek the Earth humans' help with a powerful enemy."
"How big are their forces?" asked Alchita.
"There's only one military ship," said Catalina.
"There are a large number of civilian ships with families," Dr. Cheywhin added. Apollo and Starbuck saw Catalina giving Dr. Cheywhin a slightly displeasing look. "These humans are refugees."
"They have evidence of our true origin and why we became sterile," Catalina quickly said before Alchita was able to respond. "We did derive from humans as our early scientists believe. The information was written in the human's language. For my report, Lt. Thrace was kind enough to dictate it to me, as I wrote it down in our language. Dr. Cheywhin has the documents in his case."
"I'll be looking forward in seeing those documents," said Alchita. "Dr. Cheywhin, you know what needs to be done better than I do, —" Alchita glanced at the colonial warriors. "—and apparently you have the required manpower, so do what needs to be done. You're in charge. Just keep me up to date on your progress."
"Yes, sir," said Dr. Cheywhin.
Alchita turned and as he and the Grey who was translating Apollo's side of the conversation was walking away Dr. Cheywhin asked Catalina, "Why were you attempting to hold back information from our sovereign?"
"I didn't want the old ideas about using humans as a means to help end our sterility problem to resurface," said Catalina.
Before Dr. Cheywhin was able to respond, Apollo asked, "Is everything okay?"
Catalina politely smiled and as she nodded, she said, "Everything's fine. Our sovereign put Dr. Cheywhin in charge of what needs to be done."
"You didn't look too happy with Dr. Cheywhin a few minutes ago, so are you sure everything's fine?" asked Starbuck.
Before Catalina had a chance to answer, Dr. Cheywhin said, "Everyone can follow me to my lab."
Catalina gave Dr. Cheywhin a nod and said, "Dr. Cheywhin wants everyone to follow him to his lab."
Apollo gestured for Dr. Cheywhin to lead. As they began walking Starbuck said, "Catalina, you never answered my question."
"Dr. Cheywhin mentioned about the civilians among your fleet and I had planned to keep that part from the sovereign," said Catalina.
"Why would you want to hide that?" asked Apollo.
"Before our civil war, we relied too heavily on abducted humans from Earth as a way to find the secret of stopping sterility among the Hominids," said Catalina. "The younger the human the better, and I fear that Sovereign Alchita would try to change the pre-existing bargain to include DNA samples from your children."
"Cmdr. Adama or Pres. Kellogg would never agree to that," said Apollo.
"I assumed they wouldn't and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure you get the Earth's coordinates after your people fulfill your end of our original bargain," said Catalina.
"Right now it's just a thought you have of Sovereign Alchita modifying the agreement, but until it gets actually stated, we don't need to get too focus on what might or might not occur about it," said Apollo.
"You're right of course," said Catalina.
11:40 A. M. in Beth's hometown, Beth was paged to the reception's desk. Beth didn't know what to think when she saw her Uncle Archer and Cindy. As Beth was stepping up, Cindy said, "Dad, Beth is here."
"Kim-Lizzy, Cindy told me that you have something to tell me," said Archer.
"No. I don't, Uncle Archer," said Beth. Archer showed a confused expression. "Cindy, I wanted you to call me back. I didn't mean for you and your dad to come here."
"What's going on?" asked Archer.
"Hold on, Dad, I want to talk to Kim-Lizzy in private for a second," said Cindy.
"I want to know now what's going on," Archer impatiently demanded.
"Fine," said Cindy. "I asked Kim-Lizzy to convince you to have that one procedure to restore your sight."
"I thought I made myself clear about that," said Archer. "I accepted the fact that I will never see again several years ago. Now I wish you would accept it."
"Dad, can you please hear what Kim-Lizzy has to say about the procedure?" asked Cindy.
Before Archer had a chance to respond, Beth said, "Cindy, your dad's mild heart attack had disqualified him as being a participant in the procedure. That's what I wanted to tell you."
"Is there anyway you can do to get Dad into do the procedure?" asked Cindy.
"Cindy, I don't even want the procedure," said Archer.
"Cindy, your dad has accepted his blindness," said Beth. "Why after ten years can't you accept it?"
When Cindy failed to answer immediately, Archer said, "Cindy hates the fact that I can't be a grandfather to her kids as I was a father to her and Daniel."
"Dad, you're a great dad and it's not fair that my kids won't be able to see you as you truly are," Cindy added.
"Cindy, this building is filled with people who were dealt an unfair hand in life," said Beth. "A few times a week I get the unpleasantness in breaking bad news that can be considered unfair to someone."
Cindy asked in a slightly agitated tone, "Would you be this nonchalant, Kim-Lizzy, if it was your father?"
Beth said in a calm manner, "Denial and being upset are all normal for the victim and family members of a crippling accident, but it's not normal for it to last ten years, Cindy."
"So you're saying I'm not normal?" Cindy questioned.
"You're related to me, so of course you're not normal." Beth saw the unpleasant expression on Cindy's face and quickly said, "That was a joke. Anyway Cindy, my dad has been in prison for six years for a crime he didn't commit so I know what unfairness is like. I also accept that no matter what is said nothing will reopen that case for him to be exonerated."
"You said too that he'll be getting out soon, but my dad won't regain his sight without an operation," said Cindy. Archer didn't know what to do, but to listen.
"He might be getting out soon and if or when he does, he'll always be an ex-con," said Beth. "At his age and with his criminal record, a job paying slightly above minimum wage will be the best he can hope for. Now between Uncle Archer and my dad, Uncle Archer had received the worst of the two situations and I would love for him to regain his sight, but as a doctor and a niece who loves him, I won't risk his health or risk him having another heart attack for any procedure that might restore his sight."
Archer cleared his throat and said, "Excuse me you two, but I'm standing right here."
"Sorry, Uncle Archer," said Beth. "I hate people talking around me too so I try not to do it to other people."
"Cindy, I don't want any procedure and since I'm disqualified from having it, will you now drop it?" asked Archer as Number-Six walked in and saw Beth. Number-Six stood back and watched.
"It's seems that I have no choice in the matter," said Cindy.
"Cindy, since you're having difficulty accepting your dad's blindness perhaps you should talk to a therapist when you get back to New York," said Beth.
"You think I need a psychiatrist?" asked Cindy.
"Not a psychiatrist, just a therapist," said Beth. "In fact, if you can find one then a support group would be what I recommend."
"I'll think about it," said Cindy. "And if you ever get the chance, Kim-Lizzy, you should focus on being a heart surgeon."
Beth shook her head and grinned before saying, "You're just giving me that suggestion because of your dad's heart attack."
"That's only half of the reason," said Cindy.
"What's the other half?" asked Beth.
"You should know better than me that heart diseases kill more people than anything else," said Cindy. "So if you became a doctor to save lives, you can help to save more lives as a heart surgeon."
"Well, I don't want to get where heart surgery or another type of surgery is the only type of surgery I do, so I'm kind of leery about focusing on one area of the body," said Beth.
"I heard that you have a great memory like grandma had, so there's no reason that you have to focus on just one area of the body," said Cindy.
"And that's why when I have time I'll study up on any surgery or procedure I've never seen done before," said Beth.
"That's good," said Cindy.
"Cindy, we should get going and let Kim-Lizzy get back to work," said Archer.
Beth put her hand on Archer's arm and said, "Uncle Archer, it was good to see you again before you left for New York."
"You better give me a hug," said Archer.
Beth grinned and said, "You're definitely getting a hug."
Number-Six had a curious expression on her face as she watched Beth giving Archer a hug followed by a kiss on the cheek. She then watched Beth and Cindy giving each other a hug along with a kiss at the cheek.
As Cindy was leading Archer to the exit, Beth saw Number-Six approaching.
Beth just watched Number-Six in a curious manner, and when Number-Six stepped up she asked, "Are they friends of yours?"
Beth grinned and said, "The man is my Uncle Archer… my dad's brother and the woman is his daughter, Cindy."
"Was your uncle born without sight?" asked Number-Six.
Beth shook her head and said, "No. Ten years ago he was a policeman on the bomb squad in New York City and he made a mistake by taking off his protective mask when he shouldn't have. Anyway, what brings you here?"
"I met a man and his niece yesterday…" Number-Six was able to get out.
"Noah and Katie," Beth interrupted with. Number-Six gave Beth a curious look. "Alicia and I are best friends and we talk on the phone at least once a day. She told me about you meeting Noah and Katie. Anyway, please continue."
"Katie was showing off that unicorn painting that you painted and I have to admit that you are talented," said Number-Six. Beth just grinned. "I was wanting to give Noah and Katie a Christmas gift, and seeing how talented you are, I was hoping that I can get you to paint a painting for me, so I can give it to them for a gift."
Beth looked at Number-Six in a skeptical manner before saying, "You were in the room when I told Alicia that I'm more interested in perfecting my skill as a surgeon than I am wanting to paint."
"I remember you saying that, but I was hoping that you could do this for me," said Number-Six as Beth noticed a man in his early twenties who was seven foot, six inches tall walking in while carrying an injured medium size dog. The man's coat at the right upper arm was ripped from the dog biting him.
"Oh, my god," Beth blurted out as she stared at the sight of the man being stopped by three hospital security officers.
Number-Six turned to look. When she saw the sight her eyes had widen as she said, "I'd never known of anyone growing that tall before."
Everyone in hearing distance picked up in the man's voice that he was mentally challenged when he said in somewhat of a loud manner, "Puppy needs a doctor. A car hit him."
Beth noticed the ripped in the jacket. She faced Number-Six again and said, "I'm not ignoring you, Savannah. From the rip on his jacket, I think that the dog had bit him and he might need a doctor. I'll give you an answer in a little bit so don't go away."
Beth began to walk towards the man as Number-Six said, "Of course."
As Beth was stepping up behind the security officers, one of the officers was insisting for the man to leave; however, the man continued to say, "The puppy needs a doctor."
Number-Six stood close enough to hear what was being said as Beth asked, "Hi, what's your name?"
The security officer who was telling the man to leave had noticed Beth and said, "Dr. O'Brian, we have everything under control."
"I'm sure you do," said Beth. "I do have a few questions for this individual anyway." Beth turned her attention back towards the man. "Hi, I'm Dr. O'Brian. What's your name?"
"I'm David Stevenson," he said. "Puppy needs a doctor."
"Dr. O'Brian, this person is mentally retarded and he wandered in here by mistake," said the security officer. "He's looking for a veterinarian for his dog."
"Yes, I got that he's mentally challenged, but you failed to notice the rip in his coat," said Beth. "David, did the dog bite you and that is how your coat got ripped?"
"The puppy didn't mean to bite me," said David. "He was scared."
"I'm sure the puppy was scared, David," said Beth as she noticed that the dog was a female. "You don't own the puppy though, do you?"
"I saw him being hit by a car so I brought him here," said David. "The puppy needs a doctor."
"David, do you know who the puppy belongs to?" asked Beth.
"No, but he needs a doctor," said David.
"David, this hospital is for people and not for puppies," said Beth. "So I'm going to have these security officers contact animal control, so animal control can come and get the puppy some help. Now I'll need you to give the puppy to one of these officers and for you to remove your coat."
"Why do you want me to remove my coat?" asked David.
"I want to see if the puppy broke the skin," said Beth. Before one of the security officers took the dog, he took off his belt and muzzled the dog. Once the officer took the dog, David took of his coat. Although David was wearing a long sleeve shirt, Beth was able to tell that the dog had broken the skin when she saw the blood marks around the holes in the arm of the shirt. Beth faced the officer holding the dog. "Let animal control know that we'll need to know if the dog has rabies."
"Okay, Doctor," said the officer. "And out of curiosity, how did you know that the dog didn't belong to David?"
"A person would know the sex of his or her own dog." When the officer gave Beth a curious look Beth continued to say, "The dog is a girl, not a boy." The officer looked. "Anyway, David, your arm needs to be examined, but before that can happen, you'll need to be check in and your guardian will need to be contacted. So come with me to the nurse's station."
"Yes, Dr. O'Brian," said David.
As Beth was leading David to the nurse's station, she asked David, "Do you know your phone number or a phone number to the person who's caring for you?" David told Beth his brother's' phone number and his grandparents' number. Seconds later they were stepping up to the nurse's station. "Trina, this is David Stevenson. He was bitten by an unfamiliar dog. Also as you may have seen from across the room, he's mentally challenged, so I'll need his guardian down here to okay for him to be examined." Beth then told Trina the numbers. Trina wrote the numbers down on a memo pad.
"Dr. O'Brian, David should wait in the waiting room," said Trina as she picked up the phone.
"Okay," said Beth. She then pointed to the seats to the waiting area. "David, I need you to go and sit down in one of the chairs, until we can get your brother or one of your grandparents here. Okay?"
"Yes, Dr. O'Brian," said David.
As David walked to the waiting area, Beth stepped up to Number-Six again and said, "Okay, I haven't given you my answer yet. But before I do that, what kind of painting did you want me to paint?"
"You know Noah better than me, so I'll leave that up to you," sad Number-Six.
"Well, if I do this, I'll try to have it done before Christmas, but I'm not promising that it will," said Beth. "Is that okay?"
"That's fine," said Number-Six.
"Okay, I'll do it," said Beth. "And I do have a good idea at what to paint."
"Thank you," said Number-Six.
"You're welcome." Beth then gestured towards the door to the E.R. and said, "Well, I better get back to work."
Number-Six nodded and said, "Bye."
Beth just waved as she walked away. Once Beth entered through the E.R. door she took her phone and called Spence.
Spence answered, "Hey, I was just about ready to call you to tell you to meet me in the hospital's cafeteria in ten minutes. I bought food and I'm on my way there. And there's no strawberry shakes this time."
Beth looked at her watch and said, "I see that you're taking a chance that I'm not busy."
"Well, can you take a break in about ten minutes?" asked Spence.
"I think I can, but if I get called away before I'm done eating, don't throw my food away," said Beth.
Beth heard the slight amusement in Spence's voice as he said, "I won't."
"Oh and you can't hang around the hospital during your day off so when we get done eating, you'll have to go and do something away from the hospital," said Beth.
"I wasn't planning to hang around the hospital," said Spence.
"I'm just making sure," said Beth.
"Anyway, did you call to talk?" asked Spence.
"I want you to know right away that Savannah came to me and asked me for a favor," Beth began. "The favor Savannah asked me for is easy to fill…"
"You told her that you'll do it, didn't you?" asked Spence.
"I did and although I agreed to it, I'm not breaking my promise to you," said Beth.
"What kind of favor are you doing for her?" asked Spence.
"She wants to give a Christmas gift to someone and she asked me to paint something for her to give to that person," said Beth.
"So all you'll be doing is painting a picture for her?" asked Spence.
"That's it; that's the favor," said Beth.
"The way you were making it sound, it sounded as though it would've been something I would've disapprove of," said Spence.
"So you're okay with me painting a picture for Savannah?" asked Beth.
"She won't be with you when you paint the picture, will she?" asked Spence.
"I'll be by myself when I paint," said Beth.
"As long as she won't be with you while you do it, I'm not concern with you painting a picture for her," said Spence. "I'm curious though as to why Savannah is worried about giving Christmas gift to people when a week ago she never heard of the holiday."
"While in Rome, do what the Romans do, and this is her Rome, so she's doing it to get into a social cycle and fit in; even if it is a sham," said Beth.
"I guess that makes sense," said Spence.
"Since you're not against me painting a picture for Savannah, can I talk you into running an errand for me?" asked Beth. "After we eat, of course."
"What kind of errand?" asked Spence.
"I'm low on paint, so I need the paints and about three canvases," said Beth.
"How many paintings are you painting Savannah?" asked Spence.
"Oh, I'm only doing one for her, but I figured since I'm going to be painting, I might as well do more than one," said Beth. "So if I make out a list of things I need and give you the money for the items, can you get them for me?"
"Sure, I'll do it, but you'll have to tell me where those items are sold at," said Spence.
"I'll write down the name of the shop that I get my supplies from and the address to it on the top of the list," said Beth.
"Sounds good," said Spence. "Oh and you don't need these items right after we eat do you?"
"If you have something planned for after we eat, do your thing first," said Beth. "I just want them ready and waiting when my shift ends so please don't forget."
"I won't forget," said Spence.
"So what do you have planned?" asked Beth. "Oh and I'm just curious and not being a nosey girlfriend so you don't have to answer if you think I'm being too nosey."
"I don't mind telling you what I'm doing," said Spence. "Me and a few others are going to workout at the gym. Anyway, I'm not too far from the hospital so I should let you go and I'll see you in a few minutes."
"Okay, oh and thanks, Honey, for doing that errand for me," said Beth.
Beth heard a pleasant tone in Spence's voice as he said, "No problem. Bye."
"Bye," said Beth. As she was putting her phone away, she saw Rebecca leaving an examination room.
As Beth walked up to Rebecca, Rebecca saw an uncertain expression on Beth's face. Once Beth was close enough, Rebecca asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
Beth shook her head and said, "Nothing's wrong. I just want to get your okay on something."
Rebecca looked at Beth in a skeptical manner and asked, "Should I be worried?"
Beth grinned and said, "It's nothing like that. It's just that if I go to that medical conference for the heart procedures then I want your okay to sign up for other medical conferences that's not related to heart procedures."
Rebecca smiled and said, "As long as it's in town then you have my okay."
Beth smiled and said, "Okay. Then I'll go to that conference."
"I think you're doing the right thing," said Rebecca.
"Well, I just hope that I get called to the O.R. for surgeries other than heart surgery," said Beth.
"I know how you feel about specializing, so I'll make sure you get enough of different types of operations," said Rebecca.
Beth grinned and said, "Thanks."
Rebecca said in a patient tone, "No problem."
Beth gestured down the hall and said, "Well, I'm going to take lunch."
Rebecca nodded and said, "At 2:00 P.M., there's an operation that you and your fellow interns are to watch from the gallery."
"I'll pass the word to the others," said Beth. She and Rebecca then went their respective ways.