In search of a doctor...

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel ran down to room 114 and banged on the door, hoping desperately that Hawkeye was there. "We need some help please!"

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[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

Hawkeye had been listening to the radio and working on one of those crazy sudoku puzzles when the knock came. He knew that tone of voice meant get to the door now. He dropped the book and was at the door in a flash. "What's going on?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Room 238, someone's hurt pretty bad."

[drywitmartini.livejournal.com]

After the weekend, he'd decided not to take any more chances and had collected together a make-shift portable medical kit. He grabbed it off the coat hanger to his right and headed out the door, closing it behind him. He didn't even wait to turn off the radio.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel followed behind. Worried.