Aunt Terri's page

"Alpha Charlie Nine this is Unit Foxtrot Six. Alpha Charlie Nine do you read, over?"

<A little wobbly after days of a liquid only diet, Aunt Terri wobbles over to Sarge and smacks him powerfully.>

*SLAP*

"PATRICK! Sweetheart it's aunt Terri. We're in the hospital. You need to get us out of here! You need to pull it together. This isn't Iraq, we're in Vancouver!"

"I'm sorry to say it is anything BUT safe. However, if we can get out of here perhaps we can get to a safe place. You two can't stay here forever drinking dextrose."

"I can't believe you're here. Oh my God. How are we going to get out? What happened to the police? I don't understand why they didn't come. The police should have come. We heard gunfire. Where did you get those guns?"

"Wait a minute. My doctor is here too."

*sound of furniture moving*

"I thought we were dead."

<Quietly.>

"Patrick?"