David was trying to ignore the sound of Griffin's pursuit as he marched off down the hospital corridor. He knew exactly what his former protégé wanted but he wasn't interested, he had too much to deal with at present as it was.

Last week a miracle had occurred, no two miracles.

His daughter had a very lucky escape. They got her quickly to the operating theatre and stopped the brain bleed that caused the seizure. Marissa was very fortunate that Cara had caught it on the scans. If the surgery hadn't been so quick and precise, the damage could have been fatal. Treatment had been completely successful; Marissa was officially out of danger. The issue of her continued amnesia was a worry but it had no effect on her physical condition, which was excellent. In fact Marissa had been doing so well recovering from the surgery that Cara had even discussed the option of discharging at the end of the month.

The other miracle was Bianca Montgomery. When he had seen her lying on the floor after the fall from the bed, the brace broken and her body twisted, he was horrified that all his work had been for nothing; that Bianca's body would be useless once more. The astonishing thing was that, apart from a few scratches and bruises from the fall, she was fine. In fact she had more sensation and movement than ever before and not just on her right side, but her left side had more than caught up with the rest of her. The only remaining concern was the limited sensation in her left leg. Much discussion had circulated about the cause of the sudden change in Bianca's condition, a burst of adrenalin overriding her damaged senses, an unexpected jolt loosening trapped nerves. Someone had even suggested it was the power of love.

David hated to attribute it to a miraculous cause but right now he had no other explanation.

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"David, you can't keep avoiding me!"

Griffin shouted his name so loudly, everyone in the corridor turned to stare. Reluctantly David turned on his heel to confront the pursuing young doctor.

Griffin stood there a little breathless.

"I need your help." He said, "I need to talk to you about Erica."

"That woman is getting nothing from me!" said David, turning once more to walk away from Griffin.

"She is a perfect candidate for Orpheus." said Griffin, grabbing David's arm to stop him.

David looked angrily at the offending hand and Griffin quickly removed it.

"You want to talk to me about Orpheus after everything that you put me through!"

"I'm not here to argue about right and wrong… and what you did was wrong, no matter how much good you did, the fact you did it so underhandedly was criminal!"

"You didn't seem reluctant at the beginning. Your conscious only came later when you found out who Zack Slater was! After you fell for Kendall!"

"Fine, fine I'm as big a villain as you, I accept it, but now I'm asking you to do the right thing. I can't stabilise Erica, she won't be able to have her much needed transplant unless I can find the source of the clotting problem, and I'm worried her organs are under so much stress they may begin to shut down."

"There is nothing on earth that would induce me to lift a finger to help that woman. You forget she stabbed me – she tried to kill me!"

"With good reason!" countered Griffin, his brow fixed in a scowl of irritation. "You were a part of her kidnap and helped her usurper take over her life – even blackmailed the phoney into buying you this hospital!"

"I won't do it." said David, calmly, ignoring Griffin's anger.

"After everything you've done for Bianca how…"

"I care about Bianca," interrupted David, "She's endured more than her fair share of pain and sorrow, why would I let her hurt if I could help her?"

"You don't think letting her mother die would hurt her. If you don't lift a finger to help Erica you will have as good as murdered her!"

"Nice try." said David, with an amused smile. "But my answer is still no."

David's smile grew wider as he walked away when he heard Griffin's snarl of frustration.

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