Seeing Toby's friends in the hallway, Olivia headed out the room to update them. Even though she had nothing new to tell them, the doctor in her sent her out to them.
"Olivia?" Oz jumped at her.
"We don't know still. I'm hoping the MRI will tell us something." She felt uncomfortable having to explain this to her own friends. When it is strangers it always seemed a little easier.
"What do you mean, you don't know?" Michelle moved forward slightly with her worry. "How could he just collapse? Something must have caused this." The group could feel her concern for Toby.
"Look, I'll tell ya when I know something," Olivia said calmingly. "Until then, we just keep running tests. We'll figure it out." Reassuringly she said, realizing she was trying to reassure herself, not just the rest of the group. She turned and headed down the hall. "I'll keep you informed. I have to get back to the ER."
As she turned the corner, Ryder passed her looking for Toby's partner. When Oz saw him he took a deep breath in to help avoiding an emotional overload.
"Mr. Bay, what's this about Mr. Logan?"
"He collapsed in the rig, we don't know why." By now Oz had repeated himself several times and was tired of repeating the same thing, however he repeated it again. He'd rather be able to tell people that Toby was fine and there was nothing wrong with him.
"Well, while Mr. Logan is incapacitated, Mr. Bishop will be riding with you." Ryder turned to face Michelle. "I hope Mr. Bay isn't bothering you?"
"Not at all," she paused, confused why he would think that.
"Really? Bishop?" Oz interrupted, "You're kidding! You want me back out there?"
"There is nothing you can do for Toby right now," Michelle placed her hand on his shoulder. "Oz, you need to get back to work. You know Dr. Fawcett will call you as soon as she knows something." Michelle stepped back toward Dev, the new facts from the day were finally sinking in. Turning, she walked to the chairs Oz had returned from only moments before. Dev followed quietly.
Sitting on the chairs, Dev could tell his friend was upset about Toby falling ill.
"I'm sure they'll figure it out," Dev reassured her.
"Look Mr. Bay, I expect you back in the rig in ten minutes with Mr. Bishop." Ryder demanded walking away.
Oz walked to where Michelle was sitting. His frustration apparent.
"I can't believe this," he exclaimed. "I'll never be able to concentrate out in the field."
"Don't worry Oz, I'll make sure you know something as soon as the rest of us," Michelle reassured him. "We'll be here for a while, we still have to question someone who is in ICU." Focusing on work was not what she wanted to do either, but knew she needed to keep busy as to not worry.
"Hey," Dev interjected, "could this have anything to do with his telepathy?"
"It could be," Oz answered, "we just don't know."
It had been a few hours since Toby had arrived as a patient in the hospital. Ryder had sent Oz back out to work with another paramedic but Oz could not concentrate very well knowing his friend had fallen ill and there was still no known cause at this time. Returning to the hospital with a new patient, he searched for Olivia.
He knew he would find her in the ER caring for new patients, he was correct. Walking briskly toward her, he had hoped that her being in the ER meant that Toby was better.
"Hey Oz," she knew what he was going to ask, "we still don't know." She continued looking at the chart in her hands. "We've admitted him and he's in a room up on the fourth."
"Thanks Olivia," he headed up to see his friend not knowing what to expect.
Would Toby ever wake up? Why hadn't they figured out what was wrong with him? There were so many unanswered questions racing through his head as he made his way to Toby's room. What caused this? Was this due to his telepathy?