Blood

*Charlotte cant help but give a little laugh her arm around Bret's waist and heading outside. Giving a nod to the moving truck.*

"Well Angelica and my stuff is there, and our home for the moment will probley be the same hotel we stayed in before. We haven't found our own place yet. So....if you wanna pick me up at the hotel that would be great."

*Charlotte gives a smile and than stops thinking for a moment.*

"You wouldn't happen to know anyone with a place open would you? Maybe anyone from you work?"

*A smile forms on Jamie's mouth heading Con's voice. She never grew tired of hearing it.*

"Sounds like a great night to me. I accept. How ya feeling today?"

*Jamie smiles as she listens to Con chat away. What a better way to spend lunch than to talk to the man of her dreams.*

*Angelica spend the rest of the afternoon bringing more boxes in from her car. Opening some up and puting files away into her file cabnite that she needed from her office in Cali. Also puting stuff away in her desk, and seting up her computer and Fax mashean. Opening a few more boxes Angelica continues to go threw a few more things.*

*Katie comes up behind Scott and wraps her arms over his shoulders and lays them on his chest. The ring on her finger sparking in the light. Resting her chin on the top of his head. Giving a small laugh her voice is filled with humor.*

"You work to much you know that."

A while later....

*Misty's apartment lays silent except for the soft chatter of coming from the cage in Misty's room. The two Ferrets call for there master only to get no reply.

The covers on Misty's bed lay strewed all over the place as if someone had a horrible nightmare and spend the night twisting and turning. A rather large pool of blood was collected in the middle of the head imprint on the pillow case as it soaked into the material and was starting to turn a brown color as it dryed. On Misty's dresser layed a vanilla envelope from the Hospital down town. Inside was a letter and x-ray the date on it to have been received 3 days ago. The envelope was ripped open proving they mail had been opened and read.*

Nevada State Hospital
P.O. Box 4578
Nevada


Miss. Miller,
Your test results from last week came back. You have a crack in the right said middle of your skull. It seems that blood has been slowly seeping through the crack and into your crainial cabity causing much pressure on your brain. Think of your brain drownding in blood. Your headaches will grow worse and worse. Your condition is rapidly growing worse my the day, by the moment and if you don't get it taken care of soon you could suffer brain damage or worse death. I'm surprised you have been able to last this long. You being a Doc yourself should already know this. Apon your request we have send you your Xrays and labs as you requested that you would be having Dr. Rick Johnston look after you from here on out. Miss. Miller please I cant stress enough you get this taken care of as soon as passable. Its only going to get worse if you don't and it wont just go away.

Signed,
Dr. Amanda Fuller M.D.

*The rest of Misty's house looked undisturbed from what the naked eye could see. It layed quiet, dark...a strange smell in the air.*