"We're all staying." Sam said as the group rejoined Aileen. Well, his team was staying anyway, he thought silently. He still hadn't given up on the notion of getting Catherine on a plane back to Chicago. He just had to figure out a way to get her to agree. "What do you have on who you want us to go after?" "Here's the info I was able to get together on the people who escaped from lockup before we got here." Edie said as she hurried over to join the marshals and Aileen. "They're not major offenders, but they're definitely causing a lot of trouble that we need to get under control. Do you need me for anything else? Because if you don't, Zara and John could use my help with making a supply run for those medicines. Dr. Harper, Dr. Weaver and Zara finally figured out some workable substitutes but they had to order from three or four different places due to the short notice." "Go help them." Aileen told her. "We definitely can't afford to be running out of anything medical at the moment." "Is running out of supplies actually a problem?" Sam looked up from the printout he had been studying. "Probably not as much of a risk as it would be if we hadn't lucked out with someone offering to help who seems to know how to find medical things on short notice. It should be fine. Do you have any ideas as far as handling our escaped prisoners?" Aileen asked. "I think I know where to start." Sam told her. "If you have a vehicle that we could use?" Rounding up the escaped prisoners was definitely going to take awhile. Normally he would have spilt the team up, but under the circumstances, he wanted all of his kids where he could see them. "I can show them where the garage is. I'm heading down there anyway." Edie offered. "Good. See if you can get some icers and explain them too." Aileen said. "Oh, and be sure to explain the little red button." "Definitely something you don't want to push." Edie said with a wince. "I'll explain everything you don't want to do with MIB vehicles. Right this way." She waved for Sam and his team to follow her. "Cath, I really think you need to…." Sam started to say. "Sam, I'm staying. I'm sure there's something I can do here to help. Go. And pay close attention to whatever that lady tells you about what not to do in a vehicle. I still remember the complaints I got about the last vehicle you got your hands on in this city. Go." Catherine ordered him. If nothing else, she supposed she could sit with Sam's brother and keep an eye on him. If things had gone a bit differently, he would have been her brother in law, after all. As the marshals exited following Edie, Colleen came over talking on her phone. "Okay, tell your cousin thank you for me, let Dr. Sanchez know to call in as many people as he thinks he needs, and also tell him I will do something about Mister Weaver." "Is there some sort of problem?" Aileen asked. "My emergency room is rather full at the moment." Colleen said. "Apparently chess has become a contact sport now. If you get any reports on a riot in a park, I can sadly reassure you that the people who were involved are totally human. Also, the Holland Tunnel is currently closed, sadly due to a human failure by our neighbors in New Jersey to properly secure cargo. My secretary is getting her Teamster cousin to deal with that. I do have one problem that might be alien, though." She pulled up a picture on her phone and held it out to Aileen. "I thought it was an emu at first glance, but the head feathers don't look quite right." "Ostifarian." Aileen said after a moment. "Where did you get this picture?" "My receptionist's sister sent it to her, and she passed it to my secretary." Colleen said. "The bird is down at the Battery. A batch of kids were down there working on a report for school and they stumbled on it. For some reason, my receptionist's sister decided reporting it to her sister was the right thing to do instead of calling the police or animal control." "Definitely a good thing she did that." Aileen said. Where in the world had that bird came from? But she could try figuring it out after she figured out what to do with the bird. "Is it dangerous?" Colleen asked. "The kids are currently keeping it corralled with corn chips, so I'm guessing it isn't. I have an idea for what to do to get it somewhere contained if it's not dangerous, or actually even if it's mildly dangerous." "If it's being fed, it shouldn't be a danger." Aileen said. "But what are you going to do with it? I would sent Edie to collect it but…." "I'm going to sent Mister Weaver to pick it up. It should fit into his ambulance nicely, and Doctor Sanchez really doesn't need him to be lagging people into the ER for the next hour or so until they get the results of the chess riot under control. He's already dropped off seventy two people today, and managed to give one family member heart palpitations. We can keep it in the board room until someone can collect it. No one will be using it at the moment. Two of my board members just fled to Cancun and the head of the board is heading for Aruba, which probably violates his bail terms. The board room should be empty for at least a week or more." Having an alien bird collected by an ambulance and then housed at a human hospital. Zed would not be pleased, Aileen knew, but what other choice did they have? "Thank you. I'll try to work out a way to get the bird moved as soon as I can." And Colleen gave her an idea as to what to do about Catherine. "Marshal Walsh, if you were wanting to help, I imagine Doctor Harper could find something for you to do." "Definitely." Colleen said. "Just follow me. Doctor Weaver?" She called across the room to George. "Can you call your nephew for me and tell him to stop whatever he is doing right away and get himself and his ambulance down to the Battery immediately to pick up a bird that looks like an emu? There are a group of kids keeping it corralled close to the Labyrinth. I need it brought over to the hospital and taken to the board room." "Well, at least a bird probably won't complain if he tries to say it's dead." George said with a shake of his head. "I'll handle it." "Should you be taking an ambulance out of service to collect a bird?" Catherine asked as she followed Colleen, a little surprised to find herself almost looming over someone for a change. "It's Mister Weaver's ambulance, so taking it out of service is something that should happen way more often. The man pronounces everyone who darkens the door of his ambulance dead, and he's never gotten it right. He's going to give a family member a heart attack sooner or later. You're with the US Marshals, right?" "Catherine Walsh." Catherine told her. "Head over the Chicago office. And you're…." "Colleen Harper, Elmhurst hospital administrator." Colleen told her. "We can definitely use more help around here. Medically, the situation with the agents that were poisoned is pretty stable. Right now what we're doing is just keeping them comfortable and sleeping until the poison gets through their systems. What I've been doing is handling getting supplies moved where they're needed and helping with organization." Elmhurst. Catherine was glad that Sam was already gone and wouldn't hear where the hospital administrator was from. He didn't need the memory that would trigger. "So, what can I do to help?" She asked, forcing her own memories of Noah away. "Can you get one of the worms, these little yellow aliens, and see if they can find a room we can set up for anything contagious that comes in?" Colleen said after a moment. "From what I gather, any illnesses or injuries involving aliens come here. We haven't had any illnesses or injuries yet from alien civilians and only one person who went into labor, but it's just a matter of time." "I can do that and…." Catherine caught sight of a pair hurrying in, one of the pair leaning on the other and wincing in pain, with some sort of blue substance on his head. "I think the no injuries thing might have just came to an end." "Definitely.. He looks pretty upset about that arm too. I don't think it's supposed to bend like that." Colleen said as she hurried over to the pair. "What happened?" "My brother got the bright idea to try to fix the stairs in the hall while we were stuck at home." The taller of the two told her. "He fell. I know Lyndon said people needed to stay at home at the moment, but…." "Injuries, coming in is definitely what you should do." Colleen said. "Let me show you somewhere to lay down and…. Oh, boy." "I'm sorry." The man coming in behind the current patient said. "We probably should have called but…. There is someone who can handle this, right? Lyndon just said we needed to stay at home, and I heard something about the agents being sick and…." And apparently what he had heard about the agents being sick had been a little understated, he realized as he took in the room. "Someone here can help, right?" "We can handle it. It's not the first baby that's decided that now's a great time to be born." Colleen said, turning to Catherine. "Okay, go get a Jeedangian, the first one you can find, and tell them what's going on. They're big and green with pointy ears. And they're either medical personnel or know who is medical personnel. Tell them what's going on, and that I need more people over here. And then get that worm and find at least two more rooms that we can use. If all of you will follow me, I'll show you where you can lay down until we can get that arm fixed, and until we can get somewhere a bit more private ready." Why did she have a feeling that this was just the beginning of what they were going to have to deal with?