Chapter 2: Carrie was newborn & Carrie meets Desjardin

(Later at Midcast Hospital…)

Revolving and transitioning inside of the Midcast Hospital, passing by separate rooms and separate floors, it stops on Floor 6 and rotates to over to the room of one Sue Snell (Gabrielle Wilde) A feeling of Deja Vu overtook her as she was screaming and writhing in excruciating pain, preparing to give birth to her firstborn. Only her boyfriend Tommy Ross (Ansel Elgort), is still alive and her mother Eleanor (Cynthia Preston) were present beside her as she had to watch her daughter keep pushing and pushing only for the pain to intensify.

It was at this moment where Sue flashes back to a nightmare she had in which this exact predicament happens, only a bloody arm would come out and grab her. Every time she goes back to that memory, it would scare her like Hell.

In the midst of the procedure, Sue began shaking and shuffling in her hospital bed as the doctors tried keeping her steady as she just kept screaming, "NO!"

Eleanor: Sue...it was just a dream. Keep pushing.

Tommy: Clam down, babe.

Knowing how close to over it would be, Sue followed Tommy & her mother's advice, continuing to hold on for dear life until finally, she yelled in DEEP pain and agony, pushing as hard as she could muster until she just couldn't anymore.

Soon though, she heard crying...

...faint baby crying...

If the sound wasn't angelic enough, the sight would definitely change that including what the doctor told her next. "You have a baby girl, Ms. Snell", he said. The words rang through Sue like a wrecking ball. She couldn't help but to smile while panting as she remembered what a certain somebody had said to her one night...

Doctor: It's a girl.

Sue: What?

Doctor: You don't know?

Sue: Oh my god...

As soon as they cleaned her up and wrapped the baby up in a blanket, they gave her to Sue as her mother smiled and looked closely at her new born granddaughter.

The baby just slides her hand across Tommy with Sue's chin and it made her chuckle slightly at what had to be a dream come true. She lets out a small sigh of relief.

Sue: H-hi, hi there...my little Carrie.

While it was all joy down on one floor, it was panic mode on the other. Desjardin has been outside in the hallway, twiddling her thumbs in sheer anticipation for the doctor to come and update her on Carrie's condition up to the last note. She honestly doubted she would ever see her again but it didn't mean it's what she wanted.

She was devastated when she heard the news of Carrie's supposed death, which made it all the more important to her that she returns the favor. Carrie technically saved her in the past so it made sense for Desjardin to do the same.

Finally, a doctor comes out of the E.R room and approaches Desjardin as she bolts out of her chair.

Desjardin: What happened? Is she alright?

The doctor wasted no time telling her the basics.

Doctor: By the time paramedics arrived, she fell into a coma. Thankfully, it wasn't that serious as we first suspected. If it had been like that, there'd be no telling how long she'd be out for. Most comas don't last more than two to four weeks but your daughter is extremely lucky; she's regaining consciousness now, by some miracle.

Sighing heavily, Desjardin was relieved.

Desjardin: Let me speak to her then. Please.

Doctor: I'll give you a few minutes.

In the E.R, Carrie was indeed slowly opening her eyes and regaining focus after hours of being knocked out. It didn't take long for her to see where she was, thanks to the gown she was wearing and the tubes connected to her body. She slowly sat up, grabbing her head and looking confused until the sound of a door opening creeps in on her.

An unsettling chill crawled down her spine every-time she heard a door opening. The memories of that dreaded closet door, the lonely nights she had to confess to sins not committed, all of the times she was confiscated against her will. Nothing else made her think more of those nights than that. By the time the door opened all the way, it made her turn her head over as the Doctor stepped in.

She was quick to ask "How are you feeling, young lady?"

The doctor got nothing but the sound of silence from Carrie. Not one word was ushered as she just stared at her almost in petrified silence. Rather it was confusion or plain curiosity, she just had to lay there and hear what the doctor had to say.

Doctor: It's alright. You're safe. Your mother is here to see you.

The word "mother" caught her complete attention and raised her expression and blurted out the first words she ever said in hours.

Carrie: M-Momma...?

The doctor moved back as who Carrie really expected to be Margaret White but to a bigger surprise, it was her old gym teacher.

Carrie: M-M-Ms—

Desjardin: Um...Doctor?

She intervenes, cutting her off before she can blow her cover.

Desjardin: Can we have our five minutes alone, please?

The doctor shuts the door to leave them in their privacy. Desjardin couldn't help but look at Carrie somewhere in-between happy and distressed. She was grateful that she was alive but there was no way for her to understand HOW. Desjardin let out a small smile and blushed.

Desjardin: Carrie...you're alive...

With no time for Carrie to reply, Desjardin just inches herself closer, grabbing Carrie in a tight hug and crying out loud from the guilt she felt from the months prior 'till now.

Desjardin: Oh Carrie...I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry I wasn't careful.

Carrie: What...what do you mean?

She lets go and looked at her dead in the eyes. The last thing she needed was her suffering from amnesia and having her forget almost everything. "Do you remember anything, Carrie?"

The expression over her face spoke volumes.

Carrie: Last thing I remember...my house was falling apart. I was holding my mother when she died...

The further she pressed, the quicker her expressions changed and the more guilt ridden she became.

Carrie: She tried to kill me and I had to stop her. I never-never meant to but she really meant to kill me...I...

Desjardin: Carrie, Carrie, look at me.

She looked back directly in her eyes with tears, just being reminded of her mother's death.

Desjardin: I understand it's all hard to process. I can only imagine how you've felt all this time since those months ago but–

Carrie suddenly flinches as she bolts up off the back of the bed. "Months? It's been months?"

This surprised Desjardin slightly. She really had no idea she was actually dead before and crawled out and away from a cemetery mere hours ago.

Desjardin: You mean you don't know how long it's been?

Carrie nodded no.

But little did any of them know, as Desjardin would tell her all she knew, there wasn't much thickness in the walls to fully distort their voices enough to make them unrecognizable, as Sue would find out. Hearing their faint voices on the other side, she frowned in confusion. She was certain she almost recognized those voices as she just approached the wall, holding her two minute old child who soon fell asleep in her arms. Needless to say, Tommy & Eleanor noticed her and piped, "Sue, what is it?"

Sue: I...I don't know...did...did someone we know come here with you, Mom?

Eleanor: No, just me. Your father's already in Florida setting up our new house. Why?

Having looked back at the wall and eavesdropping again, Sue couldn't hear anything no more, for the sound must've subsided.

Tommy: Are you okay?

Sue: I'm fine. Um...no reason...

She turned her attention back to her newborn daughter.

On the other side, Carrie was left reeling with a lot more questions than answers given everything Desjardin briefed her on. But at the end of it, it left Carrie with only ONE question in mind.

Carrie: And why did that Doctor say you were my mother...?

Desjardin: I knew you were going to ask that. See, Carrie...the entire U.S, the whole world knows what happened at prom that night. Many people thought it was an accident or that gangs burned it down...but some people actually know the truth. The ones who know don't know HOW you did it cause they don't believe in...whatever it was you did. I couldn't take chances without risking your life so I had to make it like you were my daughter.

More confusion and more guilt was evidently shown more in Carrie's eyes compared to what came out of her mouth.

Carrie: Why would you do that? I...I hurt people...I hurt you...I killed everyone.

Desjardin: I couldn't leave you back there to suffer anymore.

Carrie: What if I deserved it?

That statement took Desjardin aback a bit. Given how she's seen Carrie down on her luck almost all the time, this should've been no surprise. But it was.

Desjardin: Why would you say that?

Her answer was brutally honest.

Carrie: Cause I'm a monster.

Carrie nearly broke down into tears again only to be caught in another hug as Desjardin shushed softly at her.

Desjardin: Maybe...No, maybe what happened at prom was partly my fault too. You're not a monster.

Carrie: How...?

Desjardin: I should have kept an eye on Tina and her friends. Had guards at every door. Checked if we had outdoor security. Hell, I should have expelled them after that video they made of you. If I had...

Carrie didn't need to interrupt but she felt the need to.

Carrie: Principal Morton wouldn't have let you.

A slight groan passed through Desjardin's lips. "Well, he should of...but still..."

Carrie: Ms. Desjardin. You don't need you to take responsibility for whatever I did. Sure, I was scared to trust you at first but you had nothing to do with...that bucket...it was...

Desjardin: Chris...?

"PLEASE!" Raising her voice and startling her former gym teacher, the tone of her voice made the entire room, let alone the whole hospital shake and rumble with one fell swoop. Carrie had to calm herself down and keep a cool head, for the last thing anyone wanted was for anyone else to notice her.

She had gotten enough publicity for once.

Carrie: D-D-Don't say her name...

Understanding where she was coming from, Desjardin nodded respectfully and after a minute of silence, one MORE question popped in Carrie's head.

Carrie: What's gonna happen to me now?

For such a good question, it deserved an equally good response and Desjardin had something like that in mind. "Forgive me for answering a question with a question but..." A moment of silence flooded the room again as Carrie stared at her former gym teacher as these words came out:

Desjardin: How would you like to come live with me?

Carrie only raised her eyebrows when she heard that only to face down mere seconds later. Knowing her mother was gone and with nowhere to go, she had no idea what to say or even how to respond to that. Carrie just kept to herself as Desjardin looked at her in concern.

Desjardin: Come on. Say something, Carrie...

Carrie: Yes, I can, Ms. Desjardin.

To Be Continued…