Bandaged Hearts

Charpter 1

I've only seen the series once, I'm currently working my way through it again, so if I make any mistakes let me know.

This follows the second to last episode, We've Got One. I knew when I started watching the series that anything with good mummies would probably cause plot bunnies, but hadn't come up with anything specific until I got to that episode, then it just fell right into place.

No mummies in this chapter, but they'll be here early in the next chapter, I just have to get things moving with this chapter.

Charlotta knocked, but didn't wait to be told to come in before she walked into the hospital administrator's office.

For a second the administrator, Bill looked as if her were going to scold her, but one look at her face changed that, "Charlotta, what's wrong?"

"Someone just kidnapped one of our patients, these guys in suits came in, claimed they were with the government and took this guy I had been working with. There was also this crazy cop who was saying the guy was an alien even though-"

She was cut off as a man in a suit barged into the room, "Has everyone forgotten how to knock and wait for permission to enter?" Bill demanded.

"I am agent Smith, there has been an incident and- actually I was looking for this young lady here," the man said motioning to Charlotta, "Have you told anyone else what you've seen tonight?" he asked her.

"Why, are you going to kill me so I don't tell anyone?" Charlotta demanded.

"No, we prefer to avoid killing when possible," the man said pulling a check out of his pocket and handing it to her.

Charlotta stared at the check for a moment then laughed, "You honestly thought that guy was an alien?" then it hit her and it felt like her head was spinning before she asked, "Wait a minute, you- you're all prepared to cover this up, does that mean aliens really are real and the government is really covering it up?"

"I'm not at liberty to discuss the subject," Smith replied.

"Where did you take that poor man?" Charlotta demanded.

"I'm not at liberty to say."

"You and your people are idiots, I'd think if you were looking for aliens you'd be trained to recognize things that can make people look not quite human."

"What are you talking about?" Smith asked.

"His blue gray skin wasn't because he was an alien. Methemoglobinemia can be genetic or caused by certain drugs, while it's extremely rare it turns a person's skin blue," Charlotta told him.

"If it's so rare how do you know about it?" Smith demanded suspiciously.

"It was on one of my college tests and it was the only question I got wrong, nothing better for engraining something in your memory than getting it wrong, I got it right on the midterm though," Charlotta replied.

"She's right," Bill said holding out a medical book he had grabbed from a nearby shelf.

Agent Smith looked at the book for a moment, his face paling before he said, "I have to go."

"Not so quick there, now I know just as much as Charlotta does and as an older more respected person in a position of power people would be far more likely to believe me if I talk about all of this," Bill pointed out.

"Of course," Bill said pulling out another check and two sheets of paper and laying them on the desk, "I'll just need you both to sign these nondisclosure contracts saying that if you ever tell anyone about this incident you will have to pay back all of the money you're given, and you'll be put in prison for betraying an agreement with the United States Government."