He waited for what seemed like forever as it appeared his case wasn't all that important to the hospital staff.
He wondered if maybe there was only one doctor or something?
Or maybe they knew who he was and were testing him? Seeing if he'd run?
Why had that Sam girl seemed so urgent for him to leave this place?
His boredom mixed curiosity got the better of him and he hopped off the examination table and peered out the door. He watched as several assorted doctors and nurses moved about but not a single one of them noticed him. He sighed and withdrew his head from the doorway, what was he invisible?
He sat back on the table swinging his legs as he gazed at his phone contacts again. Maybe he should try calling another one? But which one?
Indecision took over and he just decided to go alphabetically. The name 'Dani' was selected and he hit the send button.
He waited for it to ring but instead he was greeted with an automated voice, "Hello. We are sorry to inform you that the number you have called is no longer in service. Please redial and try again."
He pulled the phone away from his ear and hung up. "Well so much for that one." He muttered to himself.
"On to the next one I guess?"
He moved the highlighted bar down one entry on his screen. Fruitloop's number was soon being connected.
He waited through the rings until a very suave voice answered, "Daniel? Whatever are you calling me for? And before you even ask, of course I know it's you. Perks of being the Mayor you see?"
He stared blankly for a moment or two, he knew the mayor? Wow this guy sounded really important even without knowing that! "Daniel? Hmm I guess that's two for two then. So ummm... this might sound a bit weird but can you tell me who you are and how I know you... uhh mister Mayor sir?"
The older man laughed a rather harsh laugh, "Daniel, if you are trying to pull another foolish prank on me this is your worst attempt yet! Calling from your own cell phone? A pretty idiotic move if you ask me. If you insist on acting like a child I will give you until the count of three to either hang up or tell me what you really want."
"I-I-" he stammered. To the count of 3? Was this guy his dad or something?! Oh crap! He wasn't expecting such hostility! Maybe that name he had filled for this number wasn't a compliment but an insult? "Look, I'm really sorry for whatever it is I've done to make you this mad at me, but I don't remember any of it! I don't even know who I am! I just wanted to know if you could help me be me again?" He pleaded.
The voice on the other end was silent, whether from shock or anger the boy couldn't tell.
He sighed again, "Look if you really don't like me then I'll just hang up and never call again... I'm just really confused right now and I don't know where to turn."
It took a moment but the man finally spoke, "Where are you boy?" his voice was a lot softer now. Did he believe him now?
The boy felt the corners of his mouth inch up in a small smile, "I'm at the hospital. I'm waiting for the doctor to come in and see he can figure out what wrong with me." He chuckled, "Well other than, 'I hit my head'."
He could hear the man smile over the phone, "I'll be right over, don't move a muscle until I get there." He paused and then added, "But don't let them do any invasive tests on you either."
Before he could ask why the man had hung up on him, again with the crypt anti-hospital thing. What was he suppose to be hiding?
Vlad really didn't have time to be messing around with any foolish attempts at trickery, but the sincerity in the boy's voice thrown him off. Did he really not remember?
Masters decided to do a quick trace of the call and oddly enough it seems the boy really was in a hospital room.
Then he came up with a brilliant plan, if they boy truly had forgotten everything maybe he could finally have him? Vlad decided quickly and teleported himself near the hospital and casually walked in, intended to just grab the boy and go.
A dark haired girl at the front desk huffs in frustration, "Fine I'll just call him myself!"
The girl turns sharply on her heel and nearly runs Vlad over on his way to the front desk. "You!" she glares accusingly, "What are you doing here?!"
Vlad can't help himself and smirks at the accusation, "Oh Samantha dear," he ignores her protest to call her 'Sam', "Why I just got a call from Daniel when I was out on the town so to say, it seems he's bumped his head and can't recall a thing. Pity really, but as his parents old friend I figured I might as well take the boy home. It's the least I can do."
And just as he hoped, the front desk attentive was listening in on their conversation. "Mr. Mayor? Oh are you talking about the boy we just admitted? We were trying to determine if his amnesia was real or not, it's so rare to get full on Retrograde Amnesia, you know."
"Ah, well then you don't mind if I take a look at the boy myself then, do you?" Masters walked closer to the desk and prop his weight on his arm as he leaned in to add, "and I could take him off your hands regardless, wouldn't want to keep such a good women distracted by such a trivial thing like that."
The nurse nods slowly as a faint blush spreads across her cheeks, then perks up hopping form her chair, "He's just down here sir," she makes her way around the desk and leads the way. Vlad is amused slightly at how light she is on her feet, almost like she's floating.
The Manson girl in the mean time is just starring behind them in shock and anger at how easily Vlad can get his way. Vlad can't help but chuckle at the irony of it, she has money too but never uses it to her advantage.