The Fall Chapter 8

The Prescott Hotel –

Hamilton poured himself a drink and took a seat in the chair near the large window. He’d thought of Savannah often over the years and had even spoken to her a few times when his curiosity had gotten the better of him. He missed the stolen moments they’d spent together. She was so young, so eager to please and impress him. Now as he’d gotten older he felt remorse for taking advantage of her feelings for him.

She’d been naïve to believe that they could ever have a future together. There was too much to lose to make a foolish decision. He was relieved that it hadn’t taken much persuasion to get her to abort their child. He’d found a friend that owed him a favor so on a cool Saturday morning two days after announcing that she was pregnant, Hamilton drove her to a quaint medical facility in a nearby town.

She cried and pleaded with him just before his friend put her under. Hamilton felt obligated to stay by her side during the procedure to insure that everything went as planned. His friend, Dr. Avery Peters, had discovered a problem the young woman had a rare condition; one that he’d only read about in medical school. The young doctor had alerted Hamilton of the condition feeling it only right to give the woman an opportunity to call off the procedure knowing that this would most likely be her only chance to conceive a child. Hamilton couldn’t afford any complications and so he insisted that the procedure continue. There was too much to lose and Hamilton’s wealthy powerful wife would not be very understanding. She’d made his lifestyle possible and she would surely destroy him and the young woman who’d been able to give him what she never had. Now as he drained the last drops of his drink he lost himself in thought and wondered if what he was doing for Savannah now would make up for what he had done to her so many years ago.

Atlantic General Hospital – Late Evening –

Savannah was confident in the doctors’ prognosis for Darren nevertheless she had refused to leave his side. Sheldon’s call had scared her to death and as she watched him, bruised and slightly broken, she was more determined now to fulfill her desire to keep him forever…until death parted them.

“Gomez, I think.”

It was hard making out the face of the man but he was familiar somehow.

“Gomez?” He repeated.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her. Her killer curves and golden hair. Who had dropped this gorgeous creature seemingly out of nowhere inside the otherwise dull gray room?

“Gomez!” Surely she hadn’t heard him so he repeated the name again. “Gomez!”

Slowly she turned and his heart stopped. The other man watched but remained silent as if waiting for a bomb to drop.

“Gomez?”

Her face, those bright red lips and those piercing eyes…

“I-I’m sorry.”

“Why, Derek?”

“I didn’t know.”

“You promised not to make me worry!”

“I’m sorry I didn’t know.”

“You made me worry again and you say, you’re sorry?”

 “What’s your name?”

“You know my name! Don’t change the subject! Where are you?”

“What?”

“Where are you? I need you! We need you.”

“Darren! Wake up!”

Savannah had dozed off but was awakened by his tossing and his incoherent mumbling.

“I didn’t know.” He continued to mumble trying hard to open his eyes. “I didn’t…no please don’t go.”

“Darren, baby it’s just a dream. I’m here wake up for me, please.”

Savannah shook him gently until finally his eyes opened and he moaned as he tried to sit up in bed.

“Easy, you’re not quite ready for that yet.”

He looked at the woman and for a moment he saw a frightened stranger standing over him. She looked so worried and he tried to recall what had happened to him to have put him in this strange bed.

“Where is sh….”

“It’s me, baby; it’s me, okay?”

His head began to clear and he relaxed against the pillow. He began looking around at the white sterile walls. Savannah kissed him lightly on the lips and he immediately wanted to reassure her that he was fine.

“Dream.”

“Yes, just a dream.” She kissed him again.”

“It was so real. What happened?”

“How many times have I told you to get rid of that old ladder? You fell and nearly killed yourself. You had me worried.”

“Worried. I’m sorry for making you worry. I promised to never make you worry again.”

“What did you say?”

“I promised to never make you worry. I’m sorry it was an accident.”

Savannah’s heart dropped. Darren had never made her that promise and Hamilton had never created that memory in his mind. This couldn’t be happening, not now. If she had any apprehension about sending him away with Hamilton to re-indoctrinate him, she didn’t now.

“It’s okay, baby I forgive you.”

“I love you, Savannah, I just want to make you happy.”

“I know, I know. I love you too, Darren. Just relax okay, we’ll have you back to your old self in no time.”

Sheldon had been unofficially banished from Darren’s room earlier and he was still steaming over the scene Savannah had created earlier. Even though the doctors had told him that his arrival and quick action had made a huge difference in their patient’s recovery, he still felt guilty for being late to the job site. He knew he’d have a tough time sleeping tonight until he at least spoke with his friend and apologized.

Sheldon couldn’t help but compare how quiet it was in the halls now compared to earlier when everything seemed to be going at break-neck speed. He saw Savannah sitting quietly her mind seemed to be miles a way. The last thing he or she needed was another confrontation. So, without being seen, Sheldon found a quiet place just around the corner and waited.

With Darren sleeping again, it was a good time to grab a fresh cup of coffee and to stretch her legs. She needed to call Hamilton to update him on what was happening. So, planting a soft kiss on her husband’s forehead and smiling sadly down on him she slipped out of the room into the hallway.

“Hey, it’s me.”

She spoke softly into the phone. Her eyes watched Darren through the window as she spoke.

“So how is Prince Charming?”

“He’s fine. They’re keeping him overnight just as a precaution.”

“Glad to hear it. Something is still wrong, I can hear it in your voice.”

“He had a dream.”

“That could be a problem, my darling.”

“Yes, I know.”

“And?”

“I’m ready to do what we need to do to fix this.”

“Are you sure? Once we begin the process…”

“Yes, yes I’m sure. Just do it!”

“If that’s the case, you know what I need to hear.”

“Hamilton, come on are we really going to do this?”

“Yes. You know what I need to hear.”

“Derek Morgan is dead!”

“Wonderfuuuulll! I’ll get things ready to receive our guest.”

Savannah ended the call and slid the phone back into her pocket while her eyes were still fixed on the man sleeping peacefully in the bed. Then with a deep sigh she turned and headed down the hallway in search of coffee.

Sheldon released the breath he was holding. He’d heard everything. The one-sided conversation could have meant so many things but he couldn’t shake the bad feeling that suddenly felt like a boulder in his stomach. He’d never developed a fondness for the uptight brunette and he’d be the first to admit that it wouldn’t take much for him to think the worst of her. His imagination was running wild and he wondered if perhaps the good doctor was cheating on Darren. Once the sound of her heels was gone, Sheldon stepped around the corner to see Darren and as he did he wondered.

“Who is Derek Morgan and why is he dead?”

 

 

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