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Rose sighed, "Ok" she stopped shaking him, "PLease tell me it waas something errotic."

Rose sighed, "You had me until you said we were going too fast." she sat down, "You ruined the fantasy!"

As they had walked down the hall, with Trist fervently ignoring any and all nurses, Claire had come, bit by bit, to the sad and awful, even terrifying realization that something bad had happened. But, even as she felt herself beginning to hyperventilate, and to feel her lungs freeze up in the throes of shock and scary-as-hell full-body numbness, a small part of her brain realized something.

You did not go to a hospital to see a dead person. You went there if you were dying--and Claire was most assured that she was not--or to see someone else... who was alive. Claire let out her long-held breath, one in a series of many, as they walked through the door. The complete sense of casualness in Trist's voice threw Claire off-guard for a moment, but then her eyes and the gaze that accompanied them fell on the one and only Beans.

"Oh my God, Ed-!" Claire exclaimed, choking on the effort to say more as she not hurried, not ran, not even rushed, but sprang to the bed, covering a distance of five or seven feet in one or two steps, to land on her knees, holding Eddie Beans' hand. "Ed--Ed!" she sobbed, "what--" but could not continue. Beans, who was conscious and not in pain at the moment, just took said hand and wrapped the other around his wife to-be, holding her, cradling her, consoling her with the hushed whispers of hope restored. The woman's sobs were no match, loud as they were, for Beans' inaudible tears, filled with the relief of life far greater than Claire's were for his. Both were truly happy that the other was alive. Both were--paralyzed by the profoundness of pure unutterable emotion that ran between them.

Although he was busy stroking hair and hugging with trembling hands, Beans managed to shoot a glance filled with gratitude beyond measure at Trist.

((Gtg.))

Anthony shrugged. "Sometimes. Sometimes you can't control your dreams" he said.

"Maybe...hey, there are people listening! Careful what you say" Anthony said, gesturing to the agents.

"Ah, I see" Anthony said. I can tell you're not joking. I can see it in your eyes he said in his mind.

"Still about an hour" the driving agent said.