*watches Bo go toward Rhuebottom's and picks up cb mic in left hand.* Isn't Razorback out of cb range? *asks Luke and drops the mic down onto the box.*
*Sitting in the General Lee, I do not apologize to Bo or Luke. They were just following orders. Where I came back into the clinic by choice. I hope that Garrett will be ok.*
*listens to the General's engine and glances at Bo in the driver's seat.*I'm not going to cause trouble. I-*steps on Luke's foot to make him release the hold. Runs toward Garrett's motorcycle instead of the courthouse.*
*Wonders why no one tried harder to talk Brian out of this plan. Doesn't regret not telling Garrett about certain history. Glances at Luke* Instead of watching me, shouldn't you & Bo be checking on MaryAnne and Chet?*asks quietly*
Someone should go and soon *glances from Chance at Brian and Alex, thinking of the worse thing Chet could do at the moment.* Before Chet does something like start a fire in that old building... *speaks quietly*
*thinks silently about this comment -Garrett might do about anything to keep Kristy, Jamie and Shay out of harms way.* *looks at Brian, Alex, Bo, Luke, Chance and asks* Shouldn't someone go over to the jail and make sure Chet didn't hurt MaryAnne in an escape attempt?
*walks back in the clinic where the patients are. Looks in Garrett's direction* Garrett, your motorcycle is waiting outside *pause* I think Chet is in jail...
*Outside the clinic, Garrett's motorcycle was now parked. The brunette figure stood uncertain about going back inside. Garrett deserved to know his bike was waiting for him, hazel eyes glance curiously at the other vehicles on the street behind it...*
*Whispers something to Kristy about Garrett's motorcycle. I get from my seat and walk toward the door to the hall that leads outside. Stop and look back long enough, to say in a cheerful drawl *Glad you're feeling better, Brian. Take care y'all*
*looks at Garrett*You're welcome, cousin*notices the red hued stain again.*Should probably do something a little more than sitting around*thinks and grins*
*smiles as Garrett communicates with his older sister. Not too worried when Garrett goes quiet again. He's probably in a lot of pain.*Garrett, I'm glad you're going to be ok*Takes a deep breath and hazel eyes glance over to the tall blond. Isn't sure if he'll hear it, says* Thank you Alex for all you've done...
You're welcome, Kristy.*gives cousin a hug and listens to the banter between the others in the room. Not sharing own speculative concern about Garrett going back to Knoxville. Looks over to see Alex put the blanket on the dark haired sleeping patient. And Luke get the chair. Wondering what will happen next.*
*Glances between MaryAnne pulling out a pair of handcuffs and Kristy praying for Garrett. Steps over to where Kristy is. Stares at Garrett a moment. Then whispers*Please let him wake up soon.
*Hearing the calm voices of Luke and Dr. Walker. Comes to stand just inside the doorway of the crowded exam room. The various conversations, a welcome reprieve from own thoughts. Hazel eyes glance thoughtfully at each person. Lastly the unconscious patients who would hopefully be waking up soon.*
*Having left the police station to walk to a friend's house that lives in town. Passes by where Chet's horse is. Noticing the door is open. Steps quietly into the clinic and down the hall. Instead of a potential robbery scene, peeks in to find the threesome working on Brian and Garrett. Careful not to make any noise to distract Bo, Chet or Alex.*
Sorry I didn't clarify late last night - wasn't in the best of moods. I would like Brian make bail plot to continue. It's been a really long time since he had a new story. I enjoyed Garrett working with others. And to cheer up, even thought how cool it'd be to read about Doc saving them in the clinic. Pages 23 -32 could be deleted like Alex's post last night. There is also the option that pages 23 - 32 were a daydream? Whatever decision is made, I will respect that.
You're welcome, Lizzy. *looks at Brian and Alex still in the cell* That's probably one of the hardest things to ever do. *pause* Maybe MaryAnne was raising money for the dinner- *stops in mid sentence as Chet appears*
Lizzy, just tell MaryAnne who you want to bet on. My treat. *grins and holds out a $10 dollar bill to MaryAnne* My choice is the same as BeauregardDuke73's.