Here is Chapter 3. Thank you to all who have reviewed this story thus far. Your comments are so wonderful and I'm glad everyone has enjoyed it. Author's Note: The town of Manassas, VA was chosen as a setting because it's right next to a small town called Bristow, VA. Both are about a half hour from Langley, VA which is where the CIA is located. I am not sure if JJ chose the name Bristow for that reaason or not, but I incorporated Manassas because of the proximity to Bristow. Also, the doctor is based on a real baseball player. Some will figure it out. Don't worry, nothing happens between him and Brooke, I just wanted to throw him in there somewhere.
I do not own anything other than Brooke. Enjoy!
Chapter 3: So It Begins
My eyes flew open and suddenly I realized that I wasn't on a beach, I was in a hospital bed, tied up to all types of machines. And I was in pain, horrible pain. I shifted my eyes around the room. I saw a long grey jacket hanging on the chair in the corner of the room, I knew it was Jack's. I heard voices in the hallway. I was so out of it. I had no idea what hospital I was in or how much time had passed between the explosion and now.
After a few minutes, the door opened and a tall, middle aged, built, good looking doctor with brown eyes and dark brownish/silver hair walked in and closed the door. He looked like he could have been a baseball player at some time in his career.
"You're awake, that's fantastic. Brooke, I'm Dr. Moyer. How are you feeling?"
Director Jack Bristow paced back and forth in the hallway of the 3rd floor trauma unit at George Washington University Hospital. He had taken a few calls, told colleagues he would tell everyone when I got out of surgery.
"Dad, you have to calm down. It's going to be a while. Please sit down."
"Fine", he replied and sat down in the chair, running his fingers through his hair.
Sydney put a comforting hand on her dad's shoulder, "She's going to be fine." Sydney and I had a rough beginning. I first met her when Jack took me to a Blue Jays-Orioles game in Baltimore shortly after we started dating. Understandably, she didn't like seeing her father with a woman younger than her. But over time, she saw how happy I made him and how much I cared for him and was able to get past it. We now had a very close, almost sister like friendship.
Jack shook his head, "I just cannot believe she did this. I told her to get out, she refused to listen. She disobeyed my order and nearly killed herself."
Just then, Dr. Moyer came walking to greet them. He extended his hand, "Agents Bristow, I'm Dr. Moyer. I did the surgery on Brooke."
"How is she?" Syd asked
"She's fine. She's resting right now. We had to stitch up some deep cuts she suffered. She has some severe bruising, mostly in her back when she landed. But there are no broken bones or internal bleeding. She's just cut up pretty badly and in pain."
Jack spoke up, "What about her head? She was unconscious when we found her."
The doctor shook his head, "No head injury, thankfully. She may have just gotten knocked out, but there's no sign of concussion or anything. She's very lucky given the shape she was in." He looked around, "Is her family here?"
"Her parents are on their way down from New Jersey right now." Jack replied, "Can I see her?"
"Of course, " Dr. Moyer nodded to Jack, "She's asking for you."
Sydney turned to her father, "Go ahead, I'll go let everyone know the news and I'll come back."
She left and Dr. Moyer led Jack down the hall toward her room. They got outside the door and he turned and looked at Jack, "Mr. Bristow, I understand you and Brooke are…close. She's badly cut up, especially on her face. We bandaged some of them up, I just wanted you to be aware when you go in there. It might be upsetting."
"Thank you for your concern." Jack replied, coolly.