Bloodfall: The Good Doc

I put my shirt on and walk out of the room. Looks like a hospital, but everything's turned off. No-one's around. Where the fuck am I? And where's Linda? Fuck I dunno if we killed Merlyn or not. Please let her be okay. I gotta get out of here, get my armor, and---

 

"Oh, finally! You've awakened! Comatose is so strange...."

 

The fuck? That voice was from behind. I look around and see...a woman. About middle-aged, black hair all tied up in that style all the librarians do, and she's...smiling at me?

 

"It quite the miracle you're alive. You lost so much blood! The street gangs in this city are animals..."

 

Street gangs? Looks like she doesn't know what actually happened. Linda must've bullshited it to...whoever the fuck this is. Good girl.

 

"How 'bout it? Walk down the street and you get stabbed for it. So, uh....where am I and how'd I get here?"

 

"Oh, well... this is my clinic, and your friend Ms. Tate dragged you in here, in ribbons mind you. Never seen anything quite like it. What a sweet girl to bring you here, though."

 

"Yeah, she is..."

 

Fuck's up with her accent? Is that French?

 

"Oh dear, pardon me! My manners, they escape me sometimes! I am Dr. Elizabeth Vincent. I was the one who treated your wounds, and I've been Ms. Tate's Doctor ever since she moved to this city! She's spoken of you a few times, Mr. Davao."

 

"Really? What does she say?"

 

"She tells me you're...odd, but she speaks highly of you. I can see why. A man of your age and you survived a brutal attack like this. You are a fine specimen..."

 

Not that old, lady....

 

"Is she here?"

 

"Oh, yes yes! She simply refused to leave no matter two many times I told her to head home. The nights she spent on that old couch in the lobby. Come along!"

 

Nights? With an S at the end? As in more than one? Holy shit, how long was I out and what the fuck was I on? Whatever, I'm alive and so's Linda. This woman, Dr. Vincent, leads me to a lobby. She said this was a clinic. This is a nice-ass lobby so I doubt a free one. I look at a couch and there's Linda, fast asleep, still beautiful. Even asleep though she looks scared. Good thing I get to keep my promise. Alright, she's been waiting for me, now she get's me.

 

"....hey....wake up, buttercup...."

 

All she needed to hear. her eyes slow open, and when she looks at me, she gasps in surprise and screams my name. She bolts out of the couch and right into me, her face buried in my gut and her arms wrapped around me...I know these. What's this called? Oh! A hug! This is a hug! I like hugs. I demand more of them.

 

"Oh god, J! I was so scared!!"

 

"What else is new?"

 

'You were out for 4 days! I thought you wouldn't wake up!!"

 

"Hey, how could I do that to you? I still have a promise to keep...wait, 4 days?"

 

"*sniff* yeah...in a coma...Dr. Vincent says it's lucky you were even breathing."

 

"How many times do I have to tell you about that promise I made?"

 

"J..."

 

"Hey...hey, look at me. I said I was gonna help you. And that's what I'm gonna do. Nothing's gonna stop me. Not even death."

 

"Oh god, look at you...."

 

"Oh, I'm fine. Y'know...actually I feel better than ever...."

 

"Told you I knew a good doctor..."

 

"Somebody talking about me? Mr. Davao, i couldn't help but notice you left these cupcakes Ms. Tate got for you for when you woke up!"

 

"You got those for me?"

 

"Uh...yeah."

 

"Huh.....sorry Doc, thought they weren't mine."

 

"I don't think you should have them. Man of your age, it's not the healthiest...but it looks like poor health isn't something you have to worry about."

 

Make another fucking quip about my age and i swear....

 

"Well, if there like a box you can put them in or something?"

 

"Of course!"

 

"Thanks, doc."

 

"J, can we go home?..."

 

"Sure. Got work to do anyway..."

 

 

Done