http://maias-notebook.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_clinic2005-10-23 07:56 am

Sunday in the Clinic, during Visiting hours

For the first time since she had 'gone into the dark' as she told herself she did, Maia was aware of the things going on outside the dark room she was in. She heard the monitors beeping, she had always felt people there, Tara, Paige and Phoebe she could hear, everyone else sounded foggy and far away at best.

Maia scanned the room, hundreds of empty beds lined up in rows all over, a greyish light illuminated them giving the entire room a since of foreboding. It was cold, Maia's dress and thin sweater did little to protect her from the freezing cold of the steel room. She looked at her shoes, shiney little black ones, ones that she knew were long since to small. Her hands were tiny, the dress going only to her knees.

Tara said I am still the same way as I left, they cant turn me back to this. This is a memory. Maia thought to herself.

"Who is Tara?" A wheezy voice came out of the darkness behind Maia. Maia's heart froze, she heard her monitors from far away sounding as if they were going crazy. Maia sat breathing hard not answering the voice, she didn't dare move, she was sure her heart was going to pound out of her chest.

"She is the witch is she not?" The voice came again. "You are not magical Maia, she cannot protect you from this" The voice was not cruel but it was cold and uncaring. Maia still sat hardly daring to breathe now.

((ooc: keep forgetting to place these in the clinic ones or am i not supposed to?))

[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com 2005-10-23 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Wilson was doing a quick check throught the clinic to gather up all applicable charts when he heard the monitors in Maia's room alert.

Dropping the charts in his hands down on the desk top, the younger doctor moved quickly to the room, frowning as he reached the coma patient's bedside. Reaching up to turn off the alarms, he frowned as he studied the readings, then rapped his hands on the railing of her bed in gentle frustration. The readings were at a level where direct intervention of any sort from him wasn't necessary, yet they were worrisome.

"I hope Miss Maclay gets back here soon...and that's something I never expected to hear myself say."

Sighing softly, he unconsciously bled off some tension by taking a moment to reset Maia's blanket, straightening out a few wrinkles and making certain the monitoring wires weren't laying at uncomfortable angles.

"I don't know if you heard any of that conversation, Maia but there are people who are going to try to come help you. Tara Maclay thinks she has an idea and I'll be here to help as soon as she's ready to give it a go so, don't give up on us okay?"

Giving the sleeping girl's hand a gentle squeeze he reset the monitors and flipped the alarms back on so they could alert if there was another change.

[ooc: Not a problem at all! If this post is out of line, let me know and I'll yank it. :) ]

[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2005-10-23 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Lana comes quietly into the clinic and sits down by Maia's bedside. She's come by every day since this happened to sit with Maia for at least a few minutes. She takes one of the other girl's cold hands in hers. "Hi, Maia. It's Lana. I just... well, I've heard that people in... well, in your condition, can sometimes hear what goes on around them, so... I just wanted you to know that I'm here with you."

[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2005-10-23 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Lana sat with Maia for a while. "You need to wake up soon, honey. Who else am I going to talk to about Archie?" She leaned in a little closer. "And I do have a lot to tell you, but I'm not going to talk about it here so you'll just have to get better."

For a moment she thinks she feels Maia squeeze her hand and she freezes, "Maia? Did you just squeeze my hand, honey?" She waits, but nothing happens. "That's okay," she says soothingly, "Pretty soon you'll be able to. I'll just keep coming by and visiting until you do."
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[personal profile] sensethevisions 2005-10-23 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Phoebe has come to sit with Maia again and she is reading through a battered book that she picked up from one of the stores in town. She was determined that she and Tara were going to free Maia from this.