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Chapter 3- Learning and Understanding
The atmosphere within the Women's Clinic was calm and peaceful. Everyone working or sitting in wait of their turn were oblivious to the possible abduction that had taken place right under their noses. Making sure to keep his emotions in check, and his facial expressions neutral Mick, with Beth right by his side, maneuvered their way over to the registration desk. As the two agents approached the desk the nurse stationed there, upon recognizing Mick, gave them a pleasant, friendly smile as she said,
"Well hello Mr. Rawson. It certainly is nice to see you again. To what do we owe the pleasure of yours and your colleague's surprise visit?"
Returning the nurse's friendly smile Mick replied,
"Hey Chloe, it's nice to see you again too." Mick motioned to Beth, "This is one of my teammates, Agent Beth Griffith. Unfortunately Chloe we're not here for a social visit. My wife, Gina, had a doctor's appointment scheduled for this morning with Dr. Miller. She said that she would text me when the appointment was over but I haven't heard from her. Could you do us a favor and check your database, and see if Gina's already been called back, or if Dr. Miller had an unscheduled emergency, and Gina's still waiting to be called back?"
Noting the dire importance of the favor the nurse identified as Chloe nodded her head as she began working on the computer. Looking up from the computer screen a few minutes later an expression of slight perplexity covered her face as she replied,
"According to our database Gina was called back to the exam room earlier, just a few minutes before her scheduled appointment time by Nurse Cynthia. She took her to exam room ten, and left her so she could change into our blue gown, but when she came back to check Gina's blood pressure and such she was gone."
Hearing the extended details of Gina's abduction Beth began to feel a little suspicious. Leaning over the desk Beth asked,
"Gone, just like that, as if she vanished into thin air? Were her personal belongings discovered missing as well or were they found in the room?"
Glancing back down at the computer screen Nurse Chloe shook her head no as she replied,
"I really don't know, but let me get Cynthia so you can ask her. She can probably give you more information than I can."
Appreciating the suggestion Mick nodded his head in agreement. Rising to her feet Chloe disappeared behind a wooden door situated next to a bookshelf of patient files. Walking through the wooden door a few minutes later nurse Chloe was accompanied by a brunette nurse, whom Mick recognized immediately as Cynthia. Coming to stand before the two agents Cynthia smiled at them as she said,
"Chloe said that you two wanted to speak to me about Gina's belongings…"
Beth nodded her head,
"Yes we would, along with a few other questions as well. Is there some place private we can talk?"
Chloe nodded her head,
"Yes there is, the nurse's locker room should be empty, so you can talk privately there."
With Cynthia leading the way the three of them made their way to the nurse's locker room. Walking into the truly empty locker room Mick made sure to close the door behind them before turning around to take in their surroundings. The locker room itself was spacious, and relaxing with a medium sized table and chairs for nurses to eat their lunches or to converse with one another. It was around this table that Cynthia seated herself at, offering chairs to both Mick and Beth. Sitting in their offered seats Mick didn't bother beating around the bush, but cut right to the chase by saying,
"Hey Cynthia, it's good to see you, I only wish it was under better circumstances…So from what Chloe told us at the reception desk, you were the nurse who called Gina back to the exam room. Even though Chloe has already told us what happened, can you tell us in your own words?"
Hesitating for a split second Cynthia nodded her head reluctantly as she said,
"Upon seeing Gina's name was next on the patient list I called her name. Walking together I led her to exam room ten, as we walked we made small talk. I asked her where you were Mick, and she told me about your team getting a new case. At that moment I led her into the room, and gave her the usual blue gown to change into before I stepped out of the room to give her some privacy to change. Before I left to check to make sure the needed equipment was set for her exam I placed Gina's chart in the container beside the door. I was only gone a minimum of five minutes but when I got back Gina was gone, all that was left was Gina's clothes, and purse…Even her chart was missing from the container beside the door."
Intrigued by Cynthia's last statement Beth questioned,
"The chart was missing as well? Did you check with Dr. Miller to see if she had removed the chart, or if any of the other nurses had removed it by mistake?"
Cynthia shook her head no vigorously,
"No, Dr. Miller was the first person I asked what had happened to the chart. She said that she didn't know what had happened to it, she had yet to reach the exam room. I also asked the other nurses working in the other rooms along the hall; they didn't know what had happened to it either. The only think I can think of is that the person who took Gina took her chart with them as well."
Nodding his head in understanding Mick replied,
"Thank you Cynthia, we know that you did everything you could to figure out what had happened to Gina's chart. We just wanted to double check that it simply wasn't misplaced, that's all."
Seeing the calmed expression upon Cynthia's face Mick continued,
"Now as you said, you found Gina's clothes and purse in the exam room. Would it be possible for you to give them to us please?"
Knowing how important Gina's belongings were to Mick and wishing to help the distraught Brit Cynthia, with a nod of her head, rose from her seat and walked over to the row of metal lockers, grabbing a plastic bag from off the floor. Plastic bag in hand Cynthia returned to the table, placing the bag upon the table before Mick. Sharing a glance with Beth both agents knew that they had learned everything they needed to know, and that it was time that they rejoined their teammates. Holding the plastic bag securely in his hand Mick, along with Beth, rose to their feet. Thanking Cynthia for her help and cooperation, as well as promising to inform the clinic when they located Gina, Mick and Beth made their way out of the nurse's locker room…
-CM:SB-
Haziness and confusion clouded Gina's mind as she opened her heavy lidded eyes. Blinking away the blurry remnants of forced slumber from her refocusing eyes Gina looked around at her new and unfamiliar quarters. She herself was lying on a bed beneath a starch, yet thin cotton blanket. Even her gown was different; instead of the blue gown she had been wearing when everything went black she was now wearing a white hospital gown of equal starchiness to that of the cotton blanket. Moving her arms and legs around so as to stretch and loosen them Gina heard the clanking sound of chains being moved.
Looking down at her body once again Gina located the source of the unexpected noise. Attached to her right ankle and wrist were ropes of metal linked chains, both of which were attached to a stationary metal pole positioned by the right side of her bed. Just by looking at the length of the chains attached to her wrist and ankle Gina knew that they were there to keep her in the bed, unable to escape. Tearing her eyes away from her chain bindings Gina inspected the rest of her imprisoning quarters. The room itself was small in size, with every inch of the walls covered in colorful graffiti. Even with the walls completely tagged the atmosphere of the room was immaculately clean, and sterilized, like that of a hospital room. Feeling something itchy on her left hand Gina returned her gaze to her own body. There, secured to the top of her hand with a simple piece of medical tape, was an IV.
Staring absent mindedly down at the piece of medical equipment inserted into her vein Gina's thoughts were interrupted by the squeaking sound of a heavy wooden door moving on its hinges as it was opened. Lifting her head Gina stared in the direction that the sound had resonated from. Having not noticed any door a moment ago during her inspection of her quarters Gina saw the reason why- the door had been camouflaged into the walls with all the graffiti. But now the discovered door stood open, and standing in its doorway was a brunette woman with dingy blue scrubs, and a surgical mask over her face, and a metal encased file in her arms. With only a single glance at the woman Gina immediately remembered her and what she had done to her at the clinic before everything went black. Hatred sizzled within Gina's glaring eyes as she watched the masked brunette make her way over to her. As the woman approached the bed Gina tried to pull herself away; seeing Gina's worthless attempt a hint of a smile could be seen behind the nurse's surgical mask.
Flipping open the metal file casing the masked brunette took a second to glance at the papers within it before starting,
"Well hello again Mrs. Rawson it's nice to see you finally awake and alert. Now, it says here in your chart that you're thirty-nine weeks pregnant, that's good news for what we're going to have you do here soon…"
Realizing what it was that the woman was reading panic flowed through Gina as she said,
"That's my medical chart from the clinic…How did you get it? Better yet, why do you have it?"
From the way the mask was moving over the woman's face, her smile had just grown a little bigger. Tilting her head slightly the nurse replied,
"We have own reasons for needing your chart Mrs. Rawson, as well as our own means of acquiring it. The main reason why we have your chart is so we can be sure that you've been taking care of yourself and your baby. I mean based on your chosen career choice, taking care of yourself and your baby is about the only thing you've accomplished well with…"
As the woman talked about the health of herself and her unborn child, as well as her career choice the panic escalated within Gina. Trying to keep the panic out of her voice Gina replied,
"What does mine and my child's health or my career choice have to do with anything?"
The nurse shook her head in mock disappointment,
"Oh because Mrs. Rawson, or more appropriately Supervisory Special Agent LaSalle, working on a FBI team is a career riddled with extremely weird and hectic hours. The kind of career a child shouldn't be raised in."
All out fear replaced the panic flowing through Gina's veins as she questioned,
"Is that why you abducted me from the clinic? Because of my chosen career path, and life style?"
Appearing happy that Gina understood the motive of their actions the nurse nodded her head,
"Yes dear, women like you, or couples like you and your agent husband, who live lives with hectic schedules, don't deserve to have children, or to expand their families. After you deliver your baby we will give it to another deserving family that has a less hectic schedule."
Gina, overwhelmed by the revelation of their intended plan of action, was speechless. Just as Gina started to organize her thoughts to form a vocalized response a second person stood within the camouflaged doorway, the masked male doctor from the clinic. Dressed in dingy blue scrubs and an equally dingy white medical coat and surgical mask the doctor made his way over to the bed. Coming to stand beside his medical counterpart the masked doctor gazed at Gina's scared and nervous face. After taking a moment to visually analyze Gina the doctor swept his gaze over to the nurse, and said,
"Now that she is finally awake and fully alert to everything that is going on we can start the progressive and time consuming procedure."
Nodding her head slightly in agreement the nurse turned on her heels till her back was facing Gina before she started walking over to the graffiti covered wall in front of her. Curious of what the woman was doing Gina watched as she approached the wall, upon which Gina realized another door was camouflaged. Appearing unaffected by the spray painted wall art the nurse found the door's handle and swung it open. The door led to a closet renovated to store supplies; supplies that completely filled the small space stacked on top of one another from the closet's floor to its ceiling. From the numerous, neat stacks of supplies the nurse removed a single sealed pale blue plastic container before shutting the door.
Turning back around the masked nurse tore off the container's sealed protective cover as she returned to her spot next to Gina's bed. Holding the container in the palms of her hands the nurse turned and offered the contents of the container to the masked doctor. Procuring a pair of latex gloves from his medical coat pocket the doctor continued to gaze into the container as if inspecting its contents. The gloves secured into place the doctor began to scrounge around in the contents of the container. After a few seconds of searching the doctor retracted his hand from the container. Clutched within the doctor's gloved fist were a syringe and a tiny bottle with a covered label of a clear liquid medication.
Seeing the syringe and mysterious medication Gina cringed in fear and hatred. She didn't mind getting shots or the sight of needles, but only if she knew what medication it was that she was being administered. The fact that the bottle's label was covered so that she couldn't read what the name is what made her cringe. Fear and uneasiness consumed Gina's eyes as she watched the masked nurse set the container down and fill the syringe with the mysterious medication, and realized what the IV in her hand was to be used for. As the woman reached for Gina's IV hand Gina quickly jerked it out of her reach, but unfortunately her battle wasn't won. Seeing Gina try to struggle against the nurse's advances the doctor quickly grabbed Gina's wrist and held it in place for the nurse, making Gina sigh in defeat as she inserted the needle into the open end of Gina's IV.
Upon successfully injecting the medication into Gina's IV the nurse quickly discarded the syringe. Staring down at the still open ended IV Gina tried to keep herself calm; looking up at the masked doctor she asked,
"What medication did you just inject me with?"
Seeming to be unaffected by Gina's question the masked doctor shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly as he replied,
"The drug we just administered to your IV was Pitocin, it's to induce your labor."
A mixture of horror, disbelief, and pure hatred covered Gina's face. What her captors had just done was something unthinkable, forcible inducing her labor and without her consent. Before Gina had time to form a response the masked doctor said,
"Now that the first step has been completed we'll leave you alone and return to some of our other important duties, but one of us will come by regularly to check on your progress…"
Having delivered his loathsome and undesired promise the masked doctor exited the room. The masked nurse was right behind him, closing the door as she went, and leaving Gina alone in her dark, dismal cell of a room hoping that her teammates would find her in time…
