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Finder's Keepers	By : K8BNimble Category: 1 through F > Dark Angel Views: 1578 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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See warnings on Chapter 1. Still don't own Dark Angel or make any money on this.

Chapter 2 – Finding John Doe

As Logan pulled into the hospital parking lot, his phone rang.

“Hey, Logan. Got your voicemail.” Sam Carr sounded a little groggy.

“Hi, Sam. Sorry to wake you. I owe you a cup of coffee.” Logan’s voice was still morning rough.

“Can you actually get any?” Sam laughed. Real coffee was a luxury few could afford and even if you could afford it, it was hard to find. The Cales had their ways and Logan managed to stock up along the way. Eyes Only had to reward his informants at times and coffee was a good commodity to have available.

“I have my sources,” Logan quipped making a mental note to send him some from his stash. “Have you heard anything?”

“I was able to determine there were several people brought in from the accident and the one you’re looking for is in B Building, Room 543.”

That was the same building Max had been in, but not the same floor. “Not ER?” Logan asked. It seemed rather fast to have been put into a room.

“ER was overcrowded. They use the B Building for overflow for patients that don’t seem critical – or quite frankly don’t have the apparent funds to pay for ER treatment if it’s too full. Sad fact of life is that those who can pay get priority. Those that don’t get shuffled until someone can get to them. Building B is sometimes just a large waiting room.”

Logan grimaced. He knew the truth of that. He’d been lucky. He’d always had the means to pay and Sam could always vouch for him. Max had been lucky the day she had been brought in. It had been slow. She’d also been clearly critical which had some bearing apparently so that reassured Logan that whoever the injured man was, he wasn’t critical. Plus – it should be easier to get to him. ER always had more security in an already security tight facility.

“They did confirm that he does have a tattoo on his neck,” Sam finished when Logan hadn’t commented.

“Was anyone suspicious about why you were asking?”

“No – I called to see if they needed me to come in early because of the additional influx of patients. I’ve done it before so no one thought it was odd. I had asked if they’d been able to identify everyone. The other patients have been identified so he’s the only John Doe. They told me about the tattoo when I asked about identifying marks. Dr. Sheldon is heading up his case but I haven’t spoken to him yet.”

Logan rubbed his eyes trying to figure out how he was going to get in. He caught a glimpse of himself in the rearview mirror and realized he should have taken some time to clean up. His hair was all over the place and his scruff was scruffier than usual. He wished he had thought of grabbing some breath mints on the way out. He could hardly go undercover as a doctor like this.

Last time his being ‘Mr. Eastman’ worked, but he could hardly claim Alec as his husband. For one, he hoped he wouldn’t run into any of the same staff but, as those events had not happened not that long ago, there was no guarantee of that.

He could imagine that scenario: ‘Yes I was married to that woman that brought the CDC down on everyone but I’ve divorced her and married a man with the same tattoo.’Not too believable.

That meant another relative otherwise he’d never have access to his room. Maybe he could claim Alec as a brother, brother-in-law, or a nephew. That way the only thing that might seem odd is the similarity in tattoos but Logan could pass that off as a family thing if he was recognized.

He put an old Mariners cap on his head he kept in the truck and went into the Lobby. It didn’t seem any different than the last time. The Lobby was nicer than most of the rest of the hospital except for the A building where high-rent patients were treated away from the regular rabble. Logan was more than familiar with that wing back when he was more connected with his family.

He noticed a young blond woman manning the desk looking harried. She didn’t seem familiar. The guard by the elevator did look familiar though so he attempted to keep his face away from him.

He went to the young woman and kept his voice on the quiet side.

“Hi. I uh…I’m looking for my brother.”

“What’s his name?”

“Dan Eastwood,” he sort of mumbled it so it didn’t exactly sound like “Eastman” but if he was caught later he could say he did say it.

She quickly scanned the patient log.

He started to spell it “E-A-S-T” slowly.

“Sorry – I don’t see any name like that,” she answered.

“Oh,” he put on his worried look. “It’s just that he never came home last night. It was father’s birthday and he swore he would make it. Dan always keeps his promises. I haven’t been able to get ahold of him and I was worried when I saw that big accident…” Logan trailed off and sort of choked up as if he were about to cry.

The nurse considered him for a moment and then said “We do have a John Doe. What does your brother look like?”

“He’s early twenties, just a little shorter than I am, light brown hair maybe about 170 lbs?”

“Hmmnn.. I haven’t seen him but let me call upstairs.”

“Thank you, Miss…” Logan leaned in a bit to look at her tag, “Reynolds.”

“Jackie,” she said and smiled. She dialed the phone.

“Maggie – I have a gentleman here who is looking for his brother who didn’t come home last night and thinks the John Doe from the accident might be him. Can you tell me if John Doe is about 6 feet, 170 pounds with light brown hair? He’d be in his early twenties.”

She listened for a moment.

“”I’ll send him up to you then. Thanks.”

She hung up and turned back to Logan. “Sounds like it could possibly be him. Nurse Talbot will meet you there to see if you can identify him. Room 543 in the B building. Just sign in here.”

Logan quickly and atrociously signed his name so no one would recognize it. No one ever checked to see if signatures were actually legible. Just that they saw you sign it. Nurse Reynolds handed Logan a visitor’s badge. “Good luck,” she whispered. “I hope your brother will be okay.”

“Thanks – so do I,” Logan answered and turned towards the elevator making sure he was looking around as if lost so the guard didn’t see his face.

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He stopped at the second floor and ducked down a hallway to call Sam back.

“Logan – are you in?”

“Yeah – but I’m supposed to meet Maggie Talbot at the room to identify him. Not sure how to get rid of her. Can you have her paged in about 5 minutes?”

“Are you going to id him as your brother?”

“Still deciding,” Logan answered truthfully. He had hoped they’d just send him to the room but with a staff member waiting on him, he had to decide how to play it. It was a large enough hospital to get lost in so he had a few minutes to plan.

“If you do, they’ll want all his information and yours,” Sam said thoughtfully.

“Yeah – but if I don’t, I don’t have a reason to stay,” Logan replied. “Unless…it wasn’t me that met with Nurse Talbot.”

“Logan?”

“Sam, you don’t by chance have anyone here that could pose as me for a few minutes to just confirm that the patient is not my brother, do you?”

“Hmnnn…I think I do. There’s a custodial worker that fairly new in the C building that owes me a favor. He’d probably do it for a price.”

“Does he like coffee?” Logan asked.

“I bet he does.” Logan heard the humor in Sam’s voice.

“Make your way over to his room and wait for her to be paged. That will be your cue.”

“Thanks, Sam.”

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About ten minutes later, Logan found himself loitering off of the hallway where room 543 was. He could see a thin man with dark hair talking with a nurse who looked to be mid-forties and slightly on the heavy side. She seemed to be comforting the man. He couldn’t hear what they were saying but if the position was right, it had to have been Sam’s contact confirming the patient was not his brother and the nurse was assuring him that she was sure his brother would turn up.

“Maggie Talbot, please report to Duty Station 5C. Maggie Talbot, please report to Duty Station 5C.” The intercom broke up during the announcement a couple of times, but it was still audible.

He saw the nurse give a big sigh and then she led the man to the elevator. Logan assumed Sam had chosen the furthest duty station possible to send the nurse to and she was ushering out the disappointed “relative” at the same time.

As soon as they slipped out, he was able to easily slip into the room.

His heart skipped. It was Alec. Bloody, bruised and hooked up to an IV and several monitors. He was also clearly unconscious.
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