Shorter, but sweet! :)
Chapter 3
*You are now Natara Williams*
I hate hospitals so much. I hate them with a legit passion. I sighed as I watched the fluids from my IV drip into the tube that went into my arm. I always found that kind of gross. I don't know why, I think it's just because I hate hospitals and everything in hospitals. I don't even know why I hate hospitals, it's not like I have a good reason to hate them, I just do.
Suddenly, a noise got my attention. I froze up, suddenly alert for danger. Instead of danger, I saw Mal and Amy slowly step into my room.
Poor Amy. Out of all of us on our "team" Amy is the most sensitive. I could tell she had been crying, from her puffy, red eyes even though she tried to hide it. To reassure her, I gave her a weak wave and a smile. She visibly relaxes, and then Mal came over and handed me a pad of paper and a pencil, before whispering.
"Only if you're up for it" I smiled before moving my dinner tray over so I could have a solid surface to write on. I took the pencil in my left hand, thanking god I was ambidextrous, before writing a note.
Well I screwed up big this time, didn't I? I wrote, receiving a small smile from both of my friends.
"We were so worried about you." Amy stated. "We were looking everywhere for you!"
"Ya, and it's because of Amy we did. She was able to trace your cell phone, when a homeless man picked it up and tried to use it. It was dropped just ½ mile away from where you were." Mal praised as Amy simply blushed.
"It wasn't that big of a deal." I picked up the pencil again and wrote: Oh shut up and stop being so modest. You would've never found me if it wasn't for that. Thanks Ames! Again, Amy only blushed and smiled.
"You're welcome!" D'awww, she's so cute. She's the baby of the SFPD family, but she's definitely the smartest. Well when it comes to that geeky stuff with computers and science anyway. We're so lucky to have her.
After an hour or so of them talking and I writing, a nurse came in to let them know that visiting hours are over and they must go. I waved good-bye to Amy, and Mal gingerly placed a kiss on my cheek.