All of a sudden, a deer runs out in front of Jeremy's already speeding Porshe. Jessica grabs the wheel and jerks it hard to the right, narrowly missing the deer, and heading straight for the steep dropoff. Jeremy can see the guardrail approaching fast, and as the poor, pretty, fast car slams into it nose first, his seatbelt gives way.
All Jeremy can see is a blinding white light. Then he fainty hears a voice... "...scalpel. Thank you, Nurse."
Jeremy blessedly blacks out again. When he does open his eyes again he finds him self in a bright white hospital room.... He is wearing one of those little hospital gowns that flash your hinnie. Both hands are completely tapped up like boxing gloves. There is a doctor standing over him.
"Doc! What happened??" Jermey asks
"You were in an accident son" the doctor responds
"What about Jessica?? She's OK right?" Jeremy demands.
"Sorry, she flew out of the car when you crashed and crushed a pedestrian named Ann Nanomus, Jessica would have survived by Ann was smoking a homemade cigarette made from scraps of an old DaVinci's Notebook Poster. When the 2 of them collided Ann dropped her cigarette into her scraps of poster she was saving for later. There was nothing left but a filthy teacup and a guady old ring" the doc says with a grimace.
"What about me? What is wrong with my hands?????? Jeremy sputtered.
"Your hands were burned as you tried to save your sister, Jessica," the doctor replied. "The paramedics had to pull you away."
"But I heard...scalpel..." Jeremy choked out.
"You must have been dreaming. You aren't hurt that badly. You will heal quickly." the doctor stated simply.
Jeremy looked at him, astonished. How could he say that? He had just lost his sister and his station was in ruins, and his intern was getting ready to leave. Sure, he could get another sister, but what was he going to do about the station? And good interns are worth their weight in gold.
"I will heal physically, but the mental scars from this night will never heal," Jeremy bit out harshly.
A movement to the left of Jeremy caught his attention. A nurse was coming toward him. She looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn't place her. She had red hair, but then, so did most of the women on the board. If only he could focus... He squinted his eyes and noticed that she was wearing a tiara that said Happy Birthday in rhinestones. He mind raced to think what day it was. In an instant, he knew who it was. This was no nurse. This was Star.
Jeremy's eyes rolled back in his head as all the events of the day finally took it's toll on his exhausted body and he fainted into the waiting arms of none other than Crazy Mo.
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Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you do criticize them you will be a mile away and have their shoes.
Your right here at the station, where else would you be?
The last thing I remember JD made me some of his special mushroom soup and it was so good I had two bowls full. Mahna Mahna was playing, and you were there, Trish was there, in fact everone from the forum was there!
Oh Riggs...you forgot who picked the mushrooms....It's all been a dream, just a dream buddy.
All is well in FFR land. THE END.
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