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Recovery
A/N: Sorry it has been taking so long to update. I have been really busy with the first week of Uni. I had to pull extra shifts at work since a co-worker 'spraned' his wrist. Bloody drunks... Sorry if it seems choppy, again I am doing this chapter things inside my head. I will edit a bit more and add more things to this chapter later. At the moment I dont' have much time to do this. I hope you enjoy this chapter
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~~Recovery~~
Brett Walked into the small hospital room. The room was dimly lit as he made his way to the bed. Standing next to the bed he looked down at the sleeping boy in the bed. He gently brushed his red hair out of the boy's face. "I told you everything would be ok." Brett said as he kissed the boys forehead. "I promise, I will come and check one you when I can."
~~two days later~~
Brett walked eagerly down the side walk. He was on his way to the hospital, after class. As he was walking down the street his cell phone started to vibrate and play 'Leave a message'(1). Brett took out his phone and flipped it opened. He received a text message from Chelsea. Brett opened up a chat(2) with Chelsea on his phone.
-Chelsea- Hey, what r you up to?
-Brett- Heading to the hospital.
-Chelsea- Going to check on the kid, u mentioned?
-Brett- Yeah
-Chelsea- y?
-Brett- Because I said I would..
-Chelsea- K, we still hanging out 2nite? Its movie night
-Brett- Yeah I will give you a call l8er :)
After the last message was sent Brett continued with his journey to the hospital. Another thing Brett hated was the public transportation. They smelled funny and some of them where dirty, but you can meet the most interesting people on them. Knowing full well it would take over a two hour walk to get downtown from the College.
It didn't take Brett long for him to get to downtown and to the hospital. He made his way up the 6th floor using the elevator. His nervousness grew as the numbers counted up to the 6th floor. The door of the elevator slowly opened up as it has reached its destination. Brett started to make his way, slowly bad his way to the receptionist office on the floor. “Hi, I was wondering if I could see a patient.” Brett asked kindly to the woman behind the desk. The woman looks up from the computer screen. “What is the patients’ name?” The woman asked with a smile on her face.
“Uh…huh. I don’t know the patients name. The doctor didn’t tell me. He has red hair, he is probably 5’6 feet tall. Kind of lanky” The nurse just gave him a strange look as he described the boy. “You mean John doe? He is down the hall, in room 614.” She replied and her attention was once again on the screen. Brett can hear her type away at the keyboard as he made his way down the empty hallway.
‘John Doe..?’ Thought as, he made his away closer to the room. Out of automatic reaction he knocked on the door as he entered the room. A slender form with red hair sat up from the hospital bed. Fear was plastered on the boys on his face as Brett neared the bed. “Hi, seems like you are awake finally” Brett said as he sat in the chair next to the bed. The boy flinched at the sound of Brett’s voice. The room was silence except for the sound of the foot steps and voices of the nurses and patients outside the door. Brett smiled kindly at the boy, “My name is Brett. What is your name?”
“Ar-are you th-the one th… tha… that fou..found me?” the boy stuttered with some of the words. Brett’s smile grew bigger as the boy spoke. “Yes, yes I am” Brett answered and a small smile came from the boy.
“I… I hear th... the doctors ca..call me En-Envy” The boy named Envy looked down at his hands.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Davis. Here to check on the patient.” A man with a white coat said as he entered the room with Envy’s charts. “Yeah, I am here to check up on him. Is he going to be okay?” Brett asked with concerned in his voice. “He will be fine, he is quite healthy.” The doctor said as he reached over to check on the red haired boy. “Is his name really Envy?” Brett blurred out with out thinking. The doctors head turned to look at Brett, “Well… yes, that is the only identification we found on him when he was brought in. The police think he was mugged as he was walking home.” The doctor explained as he was finishing checking over Envy. “Could I speak with you in private, Mr. Davis?” The doctor asked as he walked towards the door. Brett quickly got up from the chair to talk with the doctor outside the room. Envy looked sad as Brett was leaving. “I will be back” Brett said reassuring him with a smile.
“What do you want to talk about?”
“Are you sure you don’t know him?
“Yes, I am sure I don’t know him. Why is something wrong?”
“Yes there is. He is suffering what we call Retrograde Amnesia. If you know anything please let us know.”
Brett gave the doctor a confused look. The doctor to a calm steady breath, “This type of amnesia is commonly caused by brain injury or disease. Considering that he was found beaten, we believe that it caused by brain injury. He will most likely not remember what has happened. We are not sure how extensive the damage is. As you have seen he still retains the ability to speak. The police has questioned him and he doesn’t seem to have any memory of who he is which is strange for this type of amnesia.” The doctor explained
Brett stood with nothing to say as he let what the doctor explained sink in. “Doesn’t he have family, is anyone even looking for him? Brett croaked out. “The police are looking into missing persons reports. For now the patient will be placed in a home tell the police have come up with a relative lined up.”
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“How long did you think you could keep this from me, Dr. Stevens” a woman in a lab coat said. She looked to be her early forties. Dr. Stevens stood up from this chair in front of the computer. “I don’t know what you are talking about, Dr. Jennings” He played dumbfounded.
“I am talking about you loosing #19404. He was put in your care to do some testing. How did he even escape the facility?” Dr. Jennings started to raise her voice in anger.
“19404, had help with his escape. We are sure that someone in this facility was involved.” Dr. Stevens explained.
“That should be obvious, have you sent out a small team to look for him. What have the police come up with?”
“Yes I sent them to look through out the city. Both have come up with nothing. We still haven’t come up with the names that helped with his escape.”
“Useless! We need the subject for the next step of the experiment. How long ago was he injected with the serum.”
“Two hours before, his escape. We gave him a large dose, so it should have ware off soon.” Dr. Stevens explains.
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Brett sat in the chair looking at Envi. “I have been thinking about this and I know it’s sudden, but would you like to come and stay with me for a while..?” Brett asked with a shaky voice. “I would have to talk with the children’s welfare if I can be your legal guardian.” Brett said in one breath. “I know you don’t know. I just want you to go to a nice family. Over time we can get to know each other. You can even go to school.” Brett said as he broke down. Tears flowed down his face and he held his face in his hands. Brett could not understand what the kid is going through. Not having any memories of who he is or if he even has any family out there. Brett felt arms wrap around him as the kid hugged him and tried to comfort Brett.
“I… I would l..like that..” Envi’s dry voice spoke.
the sound of somone clearing their throat and then a women spoke," I am sorry to intrupt but I am here to check on the patient." Brett's face went red as the women saw the two holding each other. "Your a docter? What happened the other doctor who was looking after him?" Brett asked. "Doctor Witman had to leave on short notice." She gave him a simple answer. She was looking over his charts. "I am sorry I didn't get your name?" Brett said with curiousity. The women smiled at Brett, "I'm doctor Jennings and I will be looking in on the patient..Envi. Interesting name." She looked at Envi and placed the charts back. "I think I am done here. I will be sure to stop by a little later." She said with a smile and walked out of the room.
When those last words left her mouth Brett had left a strange feeling in his gut.
TBC
A/N: I AM SORRY! Someone stole my jump drive and it had the next chapter on it and along with all my homework. So now I have to start all over again. T_T I will try to update asap.
Yeah at the begining of the story was my lame to show that he was texting. I was gonna thinking of funny names for Brett and chelsea but thought I would be good to keep it to their names. Yes the ending of this chapter is lame.. sorry.
(1)This is was a song I used for my text message ringtone, I used to have. It's by an artist named "A Day Away"
(2)my old cell phone used to create a chat room with the ppl I was texting with. It was strange.
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~~Recovery~~
Brett Walked into the small hospital room. The room was dimly lit as he made his way to the bed. Standing next to the bed he looked down at the sleeping boy in the bed. He gently brushed his red hair out of the boy's face. "I told you everything would be ok." Brett said as he kissed the boys forehead. "I promise, I will come and check one you when I can."
~~two days later~~
Brett walked eagerly down the side walk. He was on his way to the hospital, after class. As he was walking down the street his cell phone started to vibrate and play 'Leave a message'(1). Brett took out his phone and flipped it opened. He received a text message from Chelsea. Brett opened up a chat(2) with Chelsea on his phone.
-Chelsea- Hey, what r you up to?
-Brett- Heading to the hospital.
-Chelsea- Going to check on the kid, u mentioned?
-Brett- Yeah
-Chelsea- y?
-Brett- Because I said I would..
-Chelsea- K, we still hanging out 2nite? Its movie night
-Brett- Yeah I will give you a call l8er :)
After the last message was sent Brett continued with his journey to the hospital. Another thing Brett hated was the public transportation. They smelled funny and some of them where dirty, but you can meet the most interesting people on them. Knowing full well it would take over a two hour walk to get downtown from the College.
It didn't take Brett long for him to get to downtown and to the hospital. He made his way up the 6th floor using the elevator. His nervousness grew as the numbers counted up to the 6th floor. The door of the elevator slowly opened up as it has reached its destination. Brett started to make his way, slowly bad his way to the receptionist office on the floor. “Hi, I was wondering if I could see a patient.” Brett asked kindly to the woman behind the desk. The woman looks up from the computer screen. “What is the patients’ name?” The woman asked with a smile on her face.
“Uh…huh. I don’t know the patients name. The doctor didn’t tell me. He has red hair, he is probably 5’6 feet tall. Kind of lanky” The nurse just gave him a strange look as he described the boy. “You mean John doe? He is down the hall, in room 614.” She replied and her attention was once again on the screen. Brett can hear her type away at the keyboard as he made his way down the empty hallway.
‘John Doe..?’ Thought as, he made his away closer to the room. Out of automatic reaction he knocked on the door as he entered the room. A slender form with red hair sat up from the hospital bed. Fear was plastered on the boys on his face as Brett neared the bed. “Hi, seems like you are awake finally” Brett said as he sat in the chair next to the bed. The boy flinched at the sound of Brett’s voice. The room was silence except for the sound of the foot steps and voices of the nurses and patients outside the door. Brett smiled kindly at the boy, “My name is Brett. What is your name?”
“Ar-are you th-the one th… tha… that fou..found me?” the boy stuttered with some of the words. Brett’s smile grew bigger as the boy spoke. “Yes, yes I am” Brett answered and a small smile came from the boy.
“I… I hear th... the doctors ca..call me En-Envy” The boy named Envy looked down at his hands.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Davis. Here to check on the patient.” A man with a white coat said as he entered the room with Envy’s charts. “Yeah, I am here to check up on him. Is he going to be okay?” Brett asked with concerned in his voice. “He will be fine, he is quite healthy.” The doctor said as he reached over to check on the red haired boy. “Is his name really Envy?” Brett blurred out with out thinking. The doctors head turned to look at Brett, “Well… yes, that is the only identification we found on him when he was brought in. The police think he was mugged as he was walking home.” The doctor explained as he was finishing checking over Envy. “Could I speak with you in private, Mr. Davis?” The doctor asked as he walked towards the door. Brett quickly got up from the chair to talk with the doctor outside the room. Envy looked sad as Brett was leaving. “I will be back” Brett said reassuring him with a smile.
“What do you want to talk about?”
“Are you sure you don’t know him?
“Yes, I am sure I don’t know him. Why is something wrong?”
“Yes there is. He is suffering what we call Retrograde Amnesia. If you know anything please let us know.”
Brett gave the doctor a confused look. The doctor to a calm steady breath, “This type of amnesia is commonly caused by brain injury or disease. Considering that he was found beaten, we believe that it caused by brain injury. He will most likely not remember what has happened. We are not sure how extensive the damage is. As you have seen he still retains the ability to speak. The police has questioned him and he doesn’t seem to have any memory of who he is which is strange for this type of amnesia.” The doctor explained
Brett stood with nothing to say as he let what the doctor explained sink in. “Doesn’t he have family, is anyone even looking for him? Brett croaked out. “The police are looking into missing persons reports. For now the patient will be placed in a home tell the police have come up with a relative lined up.”
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“How long did you think you could keep this from me, Dr. Stevens” a woman in a lab coat said. She looked to be her early forties. Dr. Stevens stood up from this chair in front of the computer. “I don’t know what you are talking about, Dr. Jennings” He played dumbfounded.
“I am talking about you loosing #19404. He was put in your care to do some testing. How did he even escape the facility?” Dr. Jennings started to raise her voice in anger.
“19404, had help with his escape. We are sure that someone in this facility was involved.” Dr. Stevens explained.
“That should be obvious, have you sent out a small team to look for him. What have the police come up with?”
“Yes I sent them to look through out the city. Both have come up with nothing. We still haven’t come up with the names that helped with his escape.”
“Useless! We need the subject for the next step of the experiment. How long ago was he injected with the serum.”
“Two hours before, his escape. We gave him a large dose, so it should have ware off soon.” Dr. Stevens explains.
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Brett sat in the chair looking at Envi. “I have been thinking about this and I know it’s sudden, but would you like to come and stay with me for a while..?” Brett asked with a shaky voice. “I would have to talk with the children’s welfare if I can be your legal guardian.” Brett said in one breath. “I know you don’t know. I just want you to go to a nice family. Over time we can get to know each other. You can even go to school.” Brett said as he broke down. Tears flowed down his face and he held his face in his hands. Brett could not understand what the kid is going through. Not having any memories of who he is or if he even has any family out there. Brett felt arms wrap around him as the kid hugged him and tried to comfort Brett.
“I… I would l..like that..” Envi’s dry voice spoke.
the sound of somone clearing their throat and then a women spoke," I am sorry to intrupt but I am here to check on the patient." Brett's face went red as the women saw the two holding each other. "Your a docter? What happened the other doctor who was looking after him?" Brett asked. "Doctor Witman had to leave on short notice." She gave him a simple answer. She was looking over his charts. "I am sorry I didn't get your name?" Brett said with curiousity. The women smiled at Brett, "I'm doctor Jennings and I will be looking in on the patient..Envi. Interesting name." She looked at Envi and placed the charts back. "I think I am done here. I will be sure to stop by a little later." She said with a smile and walked out of the room.
When those last words left her mouth Brett had left a strange feeling in his gut.
TBC
A/N: I AM SORRY! Someone stole my jump drive and it had the next chapter on it and along with all my homework. So now I have to start all over again. T_T I will try to update asap.
Yeah at the begining of the story was my lame to show that he was texting. I was gonna thinking of funny names for Brett and chelsea but thought I would be good to keep it to their names. Yes the ending of this chapter is lame.. sorry.
(1)This is was a song I used for my text message ringtone, I used to have. It's by an artist named "A Day Away"
(2)my old cell phone used to create a chat room with the ppl I was texting with. It was strange.