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Chapter Ten: Christmas Day
"So I see we're wide awake," Paige said as she walked into Marty's hospital room, "Merry Christmas, Marty."
"Thank you. You're Dr. Miller right?"
"Yes, I am."
"How will do we know each other?"
Paige sighed unsure of how to answer such a loaded question. Considering all that had happened between the two of them when Marty had said Spencer had been unfit to stand trial to the murder of Thomas McBain and so on and so on.
Deciding to go with the safe answer Paige replied, "We know each other fairly well. We're colleagues. You're a psychiatrist here at the hospital."
Marty nodded asking, "Okay so does that mean personally speaking I would ever confide in you?"
"Well it depends on what we would be talking about. Why? Have you remembered some things?"
"Yes, I have. John, my baby's father," Marty said still confused, "I remembered kissing him once and then last night he kissed me after he and my son came to help me decorate that small Christmas tree."
"Okay. So how did the kiss make you feel, Marty?"
"Good, too good. It made me want to remember everything and I can't and I'm just so frustrated. Is there any way you know of that might help me remember?"
"Hypnosis is a good diagnosis in your case and when you and the baby are deemed healthy enough to go home by Dr. McBain and myself we can set you up with a hypno-therapist and go from there. However, right now Marty you need to rest and just concentrate on getting healthy for yourself and the baby."
Marty nodded watching the blonde doctor leave after she had checked her vitals and the baby's, still wishing she would wake up tomorrow and this horrible nightmare would be over and she'd remember everything.
Cole woke up to loud constant knocking on the apartment door. Groaning he ran his fingers through his hair as he climbed out of bed before padding aimlessly toward the door. Opening it he found a smiling Langston on the other side holding a brightly wrapped package.
"Nice bed head, Thornhart." She joked pushing her way inside.
"It's like 8:30 in the morning on Christmas and you're awake. Why?"
"Well, since I wasn't sure when you were going to leave to spend Christmas with your Mom at the hospital I figured the early bird gets the worm and whatever, so here I am. Merry Christmas Cole."
Cole took the package and sat down on the couch while Langston opted for sitting on the coffee table in front of the couch. After rubbing the final bits of sleep from his eyes he set out to open his Christmas present. Opening the package, he found a green number 5 Donovan McNabb Philadelphia Eagles jersey.
"Wow, Langston, this is awesome. Thank you."
"It's no big deal and don't worry about getting me anything. Giving me the best hospital Christmas Eve ever was enough, trust me. I don't get to do normal stuff like that, decorating the tree and all with my Mom sick like that."
"Hey um I'm going to go get dressed now since I'm awake, and we both know hospital food sucks so how about you come down to the diner with me for breakfast? I'm not really sure when John's going to the hospital to visit my Mom so after breakfast we can just head over or whatever if you want."
Langston nodded as she watched him walk away saying, "Sure."
John meanwhile sat on his couch in his motel room unmoving while staring at the small blue and white box in his hand. Opening it he took out the sterling silver round link bracelet complete with a silver heart lock charm engraved with the word Mom.
It was his big Christmas present for Marty and now he was wondering what to do with it while staring at it like it held all of the mysteries in the world. Sighing he got up from the couch and put the bracelet back in its box. Grabbing his jacket, he slipped the box into the pocket in the lining and left his motel room for the hospital.
Marty glanced up at the clock in her hospital room for the umpteenth time. It was already well after nine in the morning, actually now it was already a quarter after ten and neither Cole nor John had been by. She had hoped one or both of them would have already been here to wish her a merry Christmas.
Shaking her head, she couldn't believe that after knowing John all of two days she was already wishing for him to come back. She wasn't even sure what his last name was. Then the door to her room opened and there he was walking through it and shutting it behind him in one motion.
"I guess wishes do come true." She whispered.
"Hey. I was sitting at home staring at this stupid thing," John says taking the box out of his jacket pocket, "And I figured what the hell it's Christmas and I bought it for you anyway so why don't you have it? So here I am with your Christmas present. Merry Christmas, Marty."
Marty gently untied the white silk ribbon and opened the box to see the bracelet complete with the heart charm engraved with the word Mom.
"It's beautiful, John, thank you. I wish I had something to give you though."
"Don't worry about it. I don't need anything. Besides you're okay and so is the baby, that's really all I need."
Marty bit her lip as she thought about what Paige had said earlier and the way she was feeling toward John. Literally she could feel the words turning in her head and before she could stop herself the words came out.
"This is going to sound strange and you don't have to if you don't want to but could you tell me about us? Please."