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| Scene Title | Looks Like Tomorrow Morning |
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| Synopsis | A recording is listened to, the contents are discussed, and the latest chart is read. |
| Date | September 16, 2008 |
St. Luke's Hospital is known for its high-quality care and its contributions to medical research. Its staff place an emphasis on compassion for and sensitivity to the needs of their patients and the communities they serve. In addition to nearby Columbia University, the hospital collaborates with several community groups, churches, and programs at local high schools. The associated Roosevelt Hospital offers a special wing of rooms and suites with more amenities than the standard hospital environment; they wouldn't seem out of place in a top-rated hotel. That said, a hospital is a hospital — every corridor and room still smells faintly of antiseptic.
She's seated in a chair near the bed where Dani heals, with two newspapers and a few more books in front of her. The number of them seems to be growing, now she's got a few volumes on plants in addition to those on medicine and anatomy brought in before. Some of the food she had brought from Piccoli's earlier in the day is still present, as are containers of soda. Pepsi, strictly, and none of it diet. Cat isn't reading, though; in her hand is the device with the recording made when the crash took place. She puts the earpieces in and presses play, wanting to listen without it being audible to Dani.
Dani stirs, and looks over to Cat. "Hey, Kit-Kat." she says, looking back to to the musician. "How's it going?" The device plays back the audio of things.
"It's going," she replies with a quiet smile, while still listening to the recording as it plays. Her features shift to something less pleasant as the audio record is taken in. Cat reaches for one of the sodas and takes a drink from it slowly.
Lots of Dani screaming. Sounds of cars hitting cars repeatedly. Threats. Pleading for her life. Sounds of violence. General not-good stuff. The reporter closes her eyes a moment. "Any good news from the docs?"
She doesn't seem to have heard the question, Cat's attention is held by the whole thing of cars crashing, Dani screaming, and the pleading for life. The female voice which threatens Dani, and the male voice which negotiates for it. The names Zarek and Mischa. Her drink is set down, and listening continues.
Danielle is quiet while she looks back to her roommate. Better that this all gets read into Cat's perfect memory anyway. She goes looking for a sandwich, checking through any elements of food left there for her.
There is sandwich, more than one, for the taking. Cat's ensured she's well fed here, without having to insult her body with even one crumb of hospital food. And by the seeming of it, she's become quite partial to fare from Piccoli's.
A short time later she turns off the recording device, the record having reached the spot where Dani is away, safe but injured. She removes the earpieces and slowly settles her eyes on the patient. "That was close. Too close."
Danielle nods. "Tell me about it. It was a little rougher going through it than listening to it." she quips.
"I don't hear any murder on the tape, though it certainly sounds as if there were about to be an execution style slaying," Cat remarks. "I'd not have stayed around to catch that evidence either. You've potentially got them for threats, and Mischa for assault, whoever was driving the vehicle crashing into Zarek's for the same and maybe attempted murder. But… I've seen no reports of Kain Zarek's body being found anywhere. And you were maybe the only witness to what went on. In court, most prosecutors would want to have far more."
The reporter replies "I still have the woman telling them to kill me, and using her name, plus Linderman's name. Attempted murder and accessory."
"You've got an impressive audio record," Cat agrees, opting not to go further into what it could accomplish in court. There's something more important on her mind anyway. She approaches the bed and settles onto another chair, one right next to it, so she can be at the right height. One, then the other, of Dani's hand is reached for and her head inclines to rest near the shoulder in silence. Just happy with the whole thing of her not being dead.
The reporter smiles back at Cat, and says "All right…so what do we do from here? I mean…I'm getting a little tired of spinning my wheels on this whole thing."
"That'll be up to you. If you like we can contact the police in the morning and get a detective sent over here to interview you and collect the evidence." Cat lifts her head to make eye contact and express without words again her enjoyment of the whole not being dead thing.
Dani nods. "I just want to go home. I don't want to be in this hospital any more, Cat. It scares me."
Without a word, Cat stands and makes her way to the chart by the foot of the bed and reads it to see what updates there are, as well as calling into memory anything recent the docs have said about her need for continued observation.
At this point, they're planning to release her very shortly. Her physical injuries are as treated as they can be, and the mental issues…there's nothing they can do about those. The notes mention that she'll have to be under some kind of at-home observation due to the short-term memory issues.
"Looks like tomorrow morning, Dani," Cat reports with a spreading smile as she puts the chart back in its place.
 September 16th: About The Big Bad Boogeyman |
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 September 16th: Plans Within Plans |