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FTEC, Friday, March 16

Christian did his usual check at Ami's bedside -- checked her for bed sores and made sure the feeding tube and catheters were clean and functioning -- then headed back out to the front desk. He'd have to call a mainland hospital. The clinic wasn't set up to care for someone in an extended coma like this.

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The doctor is in.

A middle-aged man with greying hair entered the clinic, carrying a duffel bag and a suitcase. "Hello, I'm looking for a Doctor Christian Troy? I'm Doctor Stanley Keyworth."

Christian looked up. "That would be me, I'm Doctor Troy."

Stanley put down the duffel and offered his hand. "I'm with the American Trama Victims Association, here for... well, a vacation and a job, actually. I understand that there is an opening for a psychiatrist? This place came highly reccommended."

Christian shook Stanley's hand, then looked him over and raised an eyebrow. "How much of an open mind do you have?" he asked.

He gave a wry hint of a smile. "I'm fairly open. I've worked in the D.C. area long enough that a small town will be a nice change of pace."

"This place is sorely in need of a shrink," Christian said. "But the area itself is . . . pretty strange."

"It's good to know I'll have a steady business," he joked.

"The area itself? Bit insulated?"

"Floods sent by angry sea gods, alien abductions, people turning into children," Christian said bluntly. "Those kind of things."

Stan made a note to pencil in this Dr. Troy for an evaluation visit. Maybe life in the sticks gets to one after a while. Good thing civilization's just across the bridge.

"And do those things happen often?"

"More often than you'd think," Christian said. "The island flooded last weekend, and we've had kids in and out claiming they were kidnapped by aliens." He shrugged. "You get used to it."

"I see. Has there been some sort of event in the area? A situation that has affected people?" He's not quite prepared, wishing he had a notepad handy.

"I'm also in the market for a place. Is there a hotel on this island?"

"When hasn't there been an event around here," Christian chuckled. "And yes, there's a hotel, the Arms Hotel. And there's the Mauvaise Chance Apartments."

"I think the apartments might do." he nodded to himself.

"Should I set up in here or would you prefer I had my own practice?" he said, looking around.

"Assuming your credentials check out," Christian said, "you can set up an office in the clinic. We've got an open office at the moment."

"I would hope so," Stanley said wryly. "They weren't sent here?"

"I'd like to relax a bit. Say, one or two days a week here. I assume there's a good spot to fish on this island?"

"I just need to ~~handwavey~~ check your references," Christian said. "I'm sure it won't be a problem. As for fishing, there's a few spots along the beach, I'm sure."

"Great. I'll be back to set up the office when I find a place to sleep. Where are these apartments?"

"On the other side of the park, 24 Mallard Way," Christian said, pointing in the general direction

"Thank you," he said. "I'll get set up, do a bit of exploring. If I don't make it down again today, when is your next shift? To nail down the details, work out a schedule."

"Saturday morning, and after that, Tuesday morning," Christian answered.

"Sounds like you take it easy here yourself," Stanley said. "I'll see you later today. Or tomorrow." He gave a head nod and gathered his things for the walk to find the apartment building.

"Hey Doc." Billy said. "I came to leave a few things for Ami if that's alright."

"Sure, that's fine, as long as they're not in the way," Christian said.

"They'll be on the nightstand." he assured him.

"Do you want whatever it is sent with her when we send her to the mainland?" Christian asked.

Billy blinked. He hadn't thought of that, but it made sense. "Yes please."

"The clinic isn't set up for long term trauma," Christian said. "She'll get the care she needs in a real hospital."

"What hospital?"

"I don't know yet. I'm calling around."

Currently empty.

Girl in a coma.

Billy noted that the birthday card was still there and was pleased. He left a note and put on another cd for her. The note reminded her of his cell number in case she should wake up, and warned that he would be in NYC for the weekend. Just in case she woke up while he was gone.

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FTEC, Friday, March 16

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Exam One

Exam Two - Ami Mizuno

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