Ch.5

I could hear the screams as we got off of the elevator. Izzie jogged down the hall to the patients room, I was right behind her. As we entered the room I saw a distraught women standing in a corner with a empty vase. Nurses were on the other side of the bed trying to get the women to calm down. She shrieked at the top of her lungs and I covered my ears out of habit. Tears were streaming down the woman's face

"What's going on!" Izzie yelled over the woman's ear splitting cries.

"She just started screaming that her husband was dead! We don't know why!"

"WHERE IS HE!" The woman yelled at the nurses.

"Mrs. Collins I need you to calm down and get back into your bed." Izzie said in a calm voice.

"WHERE IS HE WHAT DID YOU DO WITH HIM! HE"S GONE I CANT FIND HIM!" She was yelling so hard every vessel in her throat looked as it were ready to explode. Each heart beat was caught on the heart monitor and showed just how much she was freaking out. Izzie put her hand out in front of her cautiously and took a step forward. "STAY AWAY NAZI!" She shrieked through gritted teeth and threw the vase on the ground. It shattered in to pieces and she bent over to grab a long jagged piece.

Izzie backed off and turned to the nurses, "We need to sedate her. She hallucinating, do not get close to her, too she's dangerous." One nurse nodded and headed out side to retrieve a syringe and a sedative. Izzie then looked at me, "You might want to step outside."

"What? No way I'm not missing this." I insisted.

"Fine then stay out of the way."

"Yes ma'am doctor."

Izzie slowly moved in Mrs. Collins direction. "Mrs. Collins, I need you to please get in your bed.

I looked at the frightened woman and then at Izzie. The woman was gripping the piece of glass so hard that blood was beginning to flow down the glass and drip in crimson droplets to the white tile below.

"I SAID STAY AWAY!" She said flinging the glass at Izzie without control.

"Dr. Stevens" I said. "Don't." I grabbed the back of her white coat, while keeping my eyes locked on the woman.

"I Have to! Alice she's my patient." Izzie said, looking back at me.

""Yeah I know." I leaned closer so only she could hear me. "Don't you think that it would be better if the person with the awesome healing ability did that? You know, on the off chance that she might try to shank you?"

Our eyes met for a moment and she nodded. I looked around the room and noticed that a crowd had formed at the door and among the curious onlookers was the cheif. I already regretted the decision. I moved towards the woman who was still screaming and crying uncontrollably. "Mrs. Collins." I said. The tone in my voice was low and soft, much like the way you would speak to a baby except with out the mushiness.

"STAY BACK!" She screamed.

"I'm Not going to hurt you. I promise." She swung the glass at me missing by just a hair. Maybe I should just tackle her, I thought. I smiled at her, my most warming smiled that I could manage, "Look at me Mrs. Collins" put my hand out slowly. "look at me."

She looked through the tears into my eyes, Her hands shook and rocked her whole body. "S-stay away!" She said in a shaky, hoarse voice.

"I'm not going to hurt you I swear it." I pleaded softly with her.

"M-m-my H-husband. Where is he? You killed him didn't you!"

I moved towards her again, "No, you husband is fine. He's alive. I promise." The woman seemed to back down a bit and with my out reached hand I slowly grabbed the tip of the glass, I heard the broken glass crunch under my feet and I looked the woman in the eyes, never allowing her to look away. I held her gaze firmly and slowly I slid the glass out of her hand.

"St-stay away." she was talking in a normal tone now, still shaking horribly.

I threw the stained glass on the floor away from her, it landed with a ding and I took her bloody hand in mine. "It will be ok." I said softly. I put my free hand on top of hers and took a deep breath. I could feel the eyes of everyone on me and I kind of wished that I hadn't volunteered to do this.

The woman's tremors began to calm down and I led her back to the bed, helping her walk because her knees were wobbly. She sat down, still breathing heavily and still crying. "See, everything is going to be fine." The woman stared at my hands for a moment and then into my eyes once more. I smiled and looked up at Izzie who had a look of wonder on her face. I could feel the woman's panic leaving her and I let her hand go. Now my hands shook, much like the woman's did and I put them behind my back to hide it from Izzie. Mrs. Collin eyes followed me as I walking passed Izzie, she was fully calm now. I walked out of the door as Izzie talked to her, passed the chief who looked just as intrigued as before.

"That was pretty brave." He said as I walked down the hall. I stopped and didn't look back at him. I held my hands in front of me as they shook.

"Umm." I breathed, my voice was shaky and i had a not in my throat, it squeezed at my tear ducts. "Yeah." I paused. A singled tear rolled down my cheek and I wiped it away with the back of my blood hand and breathed heavily. "Thanks."

"Everything ok?" He asked I could hear him walking down the hall to me. I began to walk.

"Yeah I-I'm fine, I just need to wash my h-hands." I said trying to stop the tremors in my voice. I saw a bathroom ahead and made a bee line for it, opening the door and closing it quickly. I glided over to the sink and began to wash the blood off, It painted the water pink and I pumped the soap into my hands and sniffled a few times. My hands were still shaking as I dried them with a paper towel that I pulled from the dispenser. I wiped away a few stray tears and leaned against the counter and focused on my breathing. When I took the hand of the woman, I instantly felt what she felt, her fear and anxiety. It was coming back to me, Before I had died I was able to feel the emotions of people that I touched and look into their past. In some cases I could take their pain or sorrow so they did have to feel it anymore. But that didn't come without a price, if I decided to take their pain I would instantly start to feel it. That's what was happing to me, The panic that the woman felt was taking over my body subjecting me, leaving me helpless in its wrath. I wiped my eyes again with a shaky hand and turned around and looked in the mirror. I still looked good, even when I was mess. Perhaps i was a bit conceited.

I Heard the door open, "Alice?" Izzie called.

"Uh yeah?" I replied, my voice now under control.

"You ok? The chief said you looked a little shaken up." I heard the door close behind her as she walked over to me.

"No, I'm fine. I just had to wash my hands." I said turning to face her. I was not longer shaking and my tears had dried, but my eyes were still puffy and red.

"You don't look fine." she motioned to the door with her thumb "The chief would like to speak with you."

I nodded, glad the she didn't ask me what was wrong. I took a deep breath.

"Just take a second and clean yourself up, I'll be waiting outside." She said turning to the door again.

"Ok. I'll be out in a second." What could he possibly have wanted to talk to me about? He going to question me like you killed someone again. I went over the questions that could potentially come from the conversation we where about to have. What was my specialty? Would you like to speak with April? Crap, Izzie will be waiting for an explanation to that one. How did you calm that patient down? That was going to be fun to explain. What's your social security number and address? Got any kids? Married? There was an endless amount of questions that he could ask me. I looked in the mirror once more to check my face. It was back to it's normal pale complexion. With a brick in the pit of my stomach, I then exited the bathroom.