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Gordon had barely managed to get by Ned Cook without being seen. Right now Gordon didn't need the reporter in his face, especially the reporter whose life he'd saved. Sure, it was nice to be thanked when you saved a life, but Ned would want more than to just make pleasant conversation. He would want information and wouldn't stop until he got some. He would also make the connection between IR and the Tracy family, and that had to be avoided at all costs.

Gordon approached the nurses' station and asked after Elise. "I'm Mr. Tracy's son and she was brought in with him," he explained to the nurse after she'd questioned who he was. Pulling up information on her computer, she politely informed him that Elise was stable and resting. Gordon thanked her and proceeded back to where Dianne was waiting for news on Jeff. Quietly opening the VIP lounge door, he walked over to her.

"Mom? Any news?" A teary-eyed Dianne looked up at him and sadly smiled.

"No, not yet." She sighed wearily and then noticed Gordon had remembered to bring back some more coffee.

"Ah hope it tastes bettah than th' first lot Ah choked down!"

Gordon smiled fondly at her as he handed her the cup. "I think it will, it cost more!"

His attempt at a little humor raised a small smile of gratitude from his stepmom. He sat down next to her and told her he'd checked on Elise.

"Well, that's good news at least. She'll probably be here a day or two before they discharge her." Gordon merely nodded, and made him self more comfortable. It was going to be a long wait.

Elise stirred and opened her eyes. It feels so good to be warm again, she thought. She didn't feel any pain at the moment and knew it was because of the medication she'd been given. She lay in bed with the pillows behind her raised. An IV dripped next to her head on her left side and she could hear the monitors bleeping her vital signs.

Her thoughts wandered to Mr. Tracy; she had no idea if he'd made it or not. Her recollection of the crash and the aftermath was a little fuzzy, but she did remember International Rescue being there and that Mr. Tracy's wife had also been there. It just doesn't make sense! She rattled her brain for an answer but none came. It was at this moment her stomach decided to alert said brain to the fact it hadn't received any food in some time. Elise pressed the nurses' button on the little remote on the bed next to her leg. A few minutes later a smiling nurse appeared.

"How are feeling Ms. Collins? You've been sleeping for quite some time."

"I feel a whole better than I did earlier. I am hungry right now though."

"No problem, I'll have some food sent up for you." The nurse fussed about and checked the IV and monitors and adjusted the bedding. "How's Mr. Tracy doing?" The nurse looked at Elise with what Elise read as almost pity.

"Not good, I'm afraid. He's in surgery right now. We'll know more when the doctors come out of the OR."

"Thank you." Elise closed her eyes and wished the nurse had told her something different.

"Is his family here yet?"

"Yes, his wife and one of his sons are in the VIP lounge. I think the rest of the family are on their way."

The nurse smiled and started to leave. "The food will be here shortly." All Elise could do was manage a half-hearted, "Thanks."

Laying her head back down, she once again tried to make sense out of so much confusion.

Ned Cook, on the other hand, was not confused. He was miffed about being given the brush off by Dr. Dianne Tracy, but that wasn't going to damper his determination.

"Joe, I've another idea, come with me." His long time partner and cameraman followed silently along the corridor towards the nurses' station. Ned started whispering.

"Joe, I'm going to hang out around the nurses' station until I hear something newsworthy. Why don't you go get something to eat?"

"Okay. You want me to get you sumthin'?"

"Yeah, thanks, a sandwich or just whatever."

Joe was about to ask another question, but Ned's attention was already elsewhere and so he left to go to the cafeteria. Ned nonchalantly strolled around the vicinity of the nurses' station, aching to pick up just the slightest piece of information. He didn't have to wait long.

"Will you please have a meal sent to Elise Collins' room?" The pretty young nurse who had just left Elise's room walked up and sat down behind a desk.

"Sure, no problem," her colleague replied, already making the call. "How is she doing?" another nurse asked.

"She's awake, and asking about Mr. Tracy. She seemed quite upset when I told her the news."

"She was brought in with him, wasn't she?" continued the other nurse.

"Yes, apparently she was the pilot of the helijet that Jeff Tracy was on." Picking up a file, the nurse returned to her duty.

Ned Cook had all he needed, and careful not to arouse anyone's curiosity, he walked down the corridor towards Elise's room. It wasn't difficult to find, the medical chart was still in the mail holder on the door. He looked through the glass and saw she was awake. Perfect! He knocked and entered before she could reply. At first, Elise thought it was the food arriving until she saw empty hands. "Ms Collins?"

"Y-yes?" she replied cautiously.

"I'm Ned Cook, reporter for NTBS and host of the Ned Cook Show." He displayed his best smile hoping to win her over with it. It didn't.

"What do you want, Mr. Cook?" she asked bluntly.

"I was hoping maybe you would be able to give me some details of the events leading up to the crash of the chopper that Mr. Jeff Tracy was in. You are his pilot, aren't you?"

He sure doesn't beat about the bush "Mr. Cook, now's not a really good time. I'm still fuzzy on a lot of the details and I wo..."

"Oh, I understand! But my viewers are concerned and have a right to know if one of the worlds' richest men is going to live or die and..."

Before he could finish, a very stern voice behind him said, "ENOUGH!" Ned turned to see a very angry looking RN holding a plate of food.

"You do NOT have any business disturbing this patient and I suggest you leave NOW if you know what's good for you!"

Ned decided not to argue. It would lessen his chances of returning later.

"Of course. My apologies for disturbing you, Ms Collins." With that, Ned left the room.

"Thank you." Elise breathed again, relieved that annoying man had gone.

Ned made his way down to the cafeteria and found Joe munching on a sandwich.

"Damn it, Joe! I'm going to get some info on this crash and I'm not leaving this hospital until I do!"

Ned plopped down in the seat across from Joe, who merely held out his hand and offered, "Sandwich?"

Post by FrankieCTB2 on 02/07/2004

Jeff heartbeat Dianne plain My IR:TNP OTP!

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