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Chapter Three-Getting Out (of the Hospital)

The next 32 hours went by slowly for Karen. There were some really cute doctors, male nurses, and orderlies, and she could always watch daytime TV, but she was antsy and wanted to get out of the hospital as soon as possible.

"Good morning, Miss Kowalski!" a cheery nurse named Annette greeted the young woman as she brought in a plastic bag. Noticing that Karen was staring at the bag, Annette the nurse handed it to the girl (A/N: I know Karen's not a girl anymore, per se, but my friend Lisa said that it sounded better). "I figured that you might want to change your look after being cooped up in here for four days, so I got you some stuff."

Karen looked into the bag and noted that there was a mini brush, some blush, and a tube of lip balm, along with a pack of tissues and a pack of hair ties. "Thanks," she said as she put the bag on the bedside table.

"You're welcome." Annette the nurse went about her duties as she checked Karen's vitals and IV before removing the needle.

"Do you know when I'm getting out of here?"

"As soon as your chaperone gets here."

"Chaperone? Why would I need a chaperone?"

"Because, I'm not letting you leave the hospital without someone accompanying you," Dr. Schmidt answered as he entered her room.

"Fine. So, Doc, who's my 'chaperone?'"

"Dr. Morales, the blonde woman you've seen around, will be accompanying you to Seattle."


"Because I know some cops up there and there will no doubt be questions," Lily told her as she came in. "There's an officer here to see her. He says that he has a few more questions before she's discharged."

"Is that okay with you?" he asked Karen.

"Sure, send him in." Lily left and returned moments later with a policeman who couldn't be that much older than her.

"Miss Kowalski, I'm Officer Davis. I need to ask you a few questions about what you remember prior to being found by the fishing boat."

"Before I answer your question, answer mine: Why is an officer asking me questions instead of a detective?"

"He's allowed to ask," Lily answered for him.

"Oh, okay. Well, all I remember is waking up on some island or something. I found a boat and figured I'd try for the land I saw on the other side of the ocean-"

"It's a bay."

"Whatever. Look, I took the boat out and tried for the land I saw. I was really tired and I guess I fell asleep. Next thing I know I'm soaking wet and there are these fishermen wrapping me in a blanket. That's all I remember, besides the whole being in Seattle and talking to JD."

The doctors and Officer Davis exchanged looks before turning back to Karen.

"I guess I don't have any more questions," Davis said before leaving.

"Now can I get out of here?"

"I'll get the discharge papers." Max turned and left the room, leaving the two women alone.

"Here," Lily said as she handed Karen a large bag. "I managed to get you some clothes I thought might fit."

Karen looked in the bag. "Thanks."

"Sure; look, I'm going to go sign you out, 'kay? I'll be back in five minutes."

"Okay." The older woman left, closing the door behind her. Karen stared at the clothes in the bag before dumping them out on the bed. "For a doctor, she has good taste." She rifled through the clothes before putting them on; they actually fit. Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door. "Come in!"

"I see they fit. Are you ready to go?"

Karen grabbed all of the little knick-knack things the staff had given her over her four-day stay and the little bag full of toiletries that Annette the nurse had given her 30 minutes before. "Yeah, I guess. We can go now?" The older woman said nothing; instead, she turned around and brought a wheelchair out.

"You have got to be kidding me!"

"It's hospital policy. You can't leave unless you're in one of these."

Karen thought for a moment before acquiescing. "Fine, I'll sit in the chair."

"Good girl."

"What am I, a dog?"

"No, now are you ready?"

"Yeah, I guess."

Lily laughed to herself; this girl was a lot like her when she was her age. It was a short walk (or ride, in Karen's case) to the elevator, but the ride down seemed to take forever. When they reached the ground floor, Karen spoke again, "Where's your car?"

"My roommate is picking us up. Don't worry, he doesn't bite."

He? Who's her roommate? Karen's question was answered by the arrival of a blue sedan. When she saw who was driving, she couldn't believe her eyes.

"Your roommate is Officer Davis?"

"Yep; he works the first shift."

"But, how did he manage to get what I said to his bosses?"

"He has his ways."

"Are you two ready to go?"

"Yes; do you have the tickets?"

"Right here," he produced two plane tickets. "Everything is taken care of."

"Thanks, Greg."

"No problemo." He helped Karen out of the wheelchair and into the car ("I can manage, thank you!") before closing the passenger door. In the meantime, Lily had taken said wheelchair back into the hospital (after Karen was in the car).

Within no time, they were on the road headed to SFO and from there the two women would take a flight up to Seattle.

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