Chapter 9: Healing
A ' * ' denotes a persons's thoughts.
Matt and Jeff both rode in the ambulance with Amy. Matt sat beside Amy, holding her hand between both of his. He felt as if he was in a daze. He couldnít believe this was happening. *The end doesnít justify the means, I may have gotten some RTC cheating secrets, but at what cost,* he thought soberly to himself, as he looked down at Amyís still form. Mattís mind went back to the inside person that was giving RTC the information.
*Who is the one person thatís always around when we talk about our upcoming matches?* Matt forced his mind to focus on that. *Chris, Brian, Joanie, no, they were good, trusted friends of theirs. It couldnít be them. Trish! She had been hanging around Matt for weeks. She always seemed to be right there at the right time. He heard she tended to be devious when it came to getting what she wanted. How was he going to confront her about it? I need to talk to Jeff about this,* he decided.
Jeff glanced over at Matt. Jeff expected to feel angry towards Matt, but instead he felt bad for him. He could see the range of emotions on Mattís face. Matt looked up at Jeff with sorrow, "Iím sorry, I didnít think it was going to go this far."
Jeff smiled and nodded in understanding. "Forgiven, but next time you want to do an undercover scheme, let us in on it okay," he said softly.
Matt shook his head vehemently. "There wonít be another undercover scheme," Matt said resolutely.
"Unless, we are in on it too," Jeff said with a sly grin.
"Maybe," Matt said with a small smile. Matt and Jeff watched anxiously as the EMTíS wheeled Amy through the emergency room doors. They filled out some paperwork and sat down to wait. About 20 minutes later, the nurse at the desk called Jeffís name.
"The doctor can see you now. Room 222, turn left, itís the last door on the right."
"Thanks," they said in unison. They walked into Amyís room. The doctor looked up as they walked in.
"How is she?" Matt asked anxiously.
"Will she be alright?" Jeff asked.
"Whoa, one question at a time please," he said as he put his clipboard down. "She has a concussion and some minor bruises. I think it would be best to keep her overnight so we can monitor her. If everything goes well, and she wakes up, she should be able to leave tomorrow."
"Well, she will wake up wonít she DrÖ" Matt fumbled, searching for a name-tag on his hospital coat.
"Boreanaz, Dr. Dave Boreanaz," he said with authority. "I expect her to be perfectly fine. As long as she wakes up by tomorrow, she can go home tomorrow. Iím going to prescribe some painkillers for her, just in case her head bothers her some. If any problems arise just call the hospital. He scribbled something on his clipboard. Here is my extension, he scribbled down some numbers. Matt and Jeff just stared at it. They had no idea what it said.
"How about you just tell us your phone number," Matt and Jeff suggested.
The doctor rolled his eyes, "Fine, it is 8950."
"Thanks," Matt said.
"You have 15 minutes visitation time. Then youíll need to leave."
"Jeez," Jeff said, running a hand through his hair, "did that guy have a board up his butt or what."
Matt nodded, "Tell me about it, he couldnít get any stiffer. Not to mention the guyís handwriting was worse than trying to read hieroglyphics!"
"Plus, he had the personality of a rock!" Jeff interjected.
"He was hot though," a weak voice said. Both Matt and Jeff turned around to stare at Amy. "I thought that would get your attention," she said laughing weakly. Her eyes narrowed as she watched Jeff hobble over to the chair beside her bed. "Did you see a doctor yet?"
Jeff shook his head, "Not yet, we wanted to have you looked at first."
She blushed. She felt bad that because of her Jeff was still hurting. "Doc Wood will be helping you next, right?" she asked.
"I hope not! I want one with more personality," Jeff replied.
Amy chuckled, then winced. "You okay?" Matt asked her anxiously.
"Yeah, I just need to rest."
"Well, do you want us to leave?" Matt asked, starting to get up.
"No," she said, rolling her eyes. "Stay with me," she said softly.
Just then the door opened and Dr. Boreanaz strolled in, "Alright, Mr. Hardy, if youíll follow me, my assistant and I will take a look at you." Jeff frowned and made a puppy dog face as he followed the doctor out the door.
Matt smiled and shook his head, "Jeffís a character sometimes."
Amy smiled, "We love him anyway." Matt nodded in agreement.
He scooted his chair closer to Amyís. "Amy, Iím sorry. Itís my fault this happened to you. He nodded his head towards the door. "Itís my fault Jeff is across the hall getting his ribs checked. Do yÖ"
"Shh," Amy said, "forget about it. I know your sorry and thatís all that is needed. The rest is forgotten." Matt looked at her in astonishment.
"Youíre amazing, you know that," Matt said.
"I know," she said with a grin. "Only as long as you donít do it again," she said seriously. "Unless, you include Jeff and I in on the scheme," she said with a sly grin. Matt took Amyís hand and drew her closer to him.
"You know what?" he said softly.
"What?" Amy said just as softly.
"Jeff said the same thing." Amy closed her eyes as she drew closer to Matt, and thenÖ the door burst open.
"Man, you guys," Jeff stopped short. "Oh, sorry, didnít mean to interrupt in the middle of your- conversation," he said with a grin.
Amy sighed and pulled away from Mattís grasp. "No biggie," she said. She thought back to Jeff and Nora, *what goes around comes around.* she sighed, it was going to be a long night.
"What were you saying Jeff?" Matt said as he leaned back in his chair with a sigh.
Jeff looked a bit sheepish now. "Well, I was just saying the Doctorís nurse, man at least she had a personality. A bit bubbly perhaps, bordering on tactless, and if I didnít know better, Iíd bet that the doctor likes her."
"Let me guess, she has a big chest," Amy said disdainfully.
Jeff shrugged, "I donít know, she had a lab coat on. He must have a thing for brunettes though, he seemed to develop a bit of a personality around her."
Changing the subject, Matt asked, "What did the doctor say about your ribs?"
"Oh, there just bruised. He said to ice them every 20 minutes or so."
Matt breathed a sigh of relief. "Iím glad nothing is broken."
"Yeah, well, so am I!" Jeff exclaimed with a grin.
"Okay, guys," a cheerful voice said, "time to skedaddle and let the girl get some rest." Almost like little children, the guys looked a bit sheepish and shuffled their feet.
Jeff winked at her and said, "Get better soon Amy-girl."
She smiled, "Count on it."
"Weíll pick you up tomorrow," Matt said, squeezing her hand.