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 (This is rather a short chapter but it will answer a lot of your questions
and take the story in a different direction.)

   The freeway was clogged like usual as Hank pulled his SUV off the ramp
and turned right toward the county hospital.  The sun glared in his eyes as
he reached out pulling the visor down.

   He saw the sign for the hospital ahead and got in the left lane.  His
hands felt clammy as he gripped the steering wheel making his way into the
hospital parking lot.

   He pulled forward and reached out and grabbed a parking ticket.  His
wheels spun as he pulled around the corner and made his way to the seventh
floor of the parking garage.  He quickly made his way to the elevator and
spoke to a receptionist who pointed in a direction for him to go.

   Hank entered the intensive care unit and stopped at the desk.  He spoke
to a nurse who directed him to a waiting area down the hall.  Hank was
nervous as he adjusted his tie and stepped through the doorway.

   Hank saw a television on in the corner and looked around the large room
until he saw familiar faces grouped together back in a corner of the
waiting room.  Hank walked back and saw Mark seated next to his daughter
Shelly.

   Mark stood up and shook Hank's hand.  "I got here as quick as I heard
the news.  How are things looking right now?"

   Mark sighed.  "We were scared there for a while.  She finally came out
of the coma early this morning and we spoke for a few minutes until they
told me I had to leave."

   Hank looked down at Mark's daughter and leaned down to give her a hug.
"I'm sure everything is going to be fine."

   Shelly smiled back and wiped a tear from her eye.  Hank looked down the
row of chairs and saw Tracy next to Shelly and another blonde woman that
Hank didn't know speaking to Tracy.

   Hank sat down across from them and crossed his legs.  He looked over at
Mark who had sat back down in his seat and was holding his daughters hand.
He grabbed a magazine and started to glance through the pages.

   A nurse walked in a few minutes later and whispered in Mark's ear.  Hank
saw Mark follow her out of the room and wondered what was going on.

   The nurse stopped in the hallway and waited for Mark.  "She's been
asking for you for the past half hour.  We needed to change her IV before
we bought you in to see her."

   The nurse walked her down to the room and turned and smiled at Mark. 
"She's still a little groggy and in shook so it's best not to say anything
that might startle her."

   Mark nodded his head as he walked into the room.  He walked toward the
bed and stopped and smiled when he saw her looking his way.  Faith reached
out for his hand.

   "How are you feeling?"

   "I really feel tired.  I asked them if I could see you a while ago but
they were doing all this stuff."

   It's alright.  I'm here now.  Try not to worry about anything.  The
doctor told me you were going to be fine."

   Faith laughed as she squeezed Mark's hand.  "Honey, I had this crazy
dream I need to tell you about."

   Mark smiled as he replied.  "Don't worry about it now.  Everything is
going to be fine and back to normal in a few weeks."

   Faith still gripped his hand saying.  "No.  This was really crazy.  I
dreamed that we got divorced and I got married to Hank and had a set of
twins."

   Faith laughed as she finished that sentence than asked curiously.  "It
was all a dream wasn't it?"

   Mark reached out and held her hand with his other hand as well and
leaned down and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

   "You just had a bad dream is all?  Try not to think about it."

   "It felt so real and everything.  We had this big house at the each and
you got married to Tracy and had a kid."

   Mark laughed.  "I had a vasectomy, you forgot?"

   "Everything was so real.  It felt like it all happened."

   Faith reached down under the blanket with her other hand and felt around
her belly.

   "I'm not pregnant I'm I?"

   Mark laughed again.  "Not as far as I remember unless you're not telling
me something."

   Faith touched her forehead than looked back at Mark and asked.  "Is
anyone here with you?"

   "Shelly got here a couple days ago.  Tracy came over this morning and
Hank just arrived from New York.  Plus your old friend April flew in and
got here late last night."

   Faith looked shocked and surprised when she heard about her friend April
being there.

   "I haven't saw April in years.  We talk on the phone all the time."
Faith stopped and hesitated for a moment.

   "Actually, April was in my dream too!"

   Mark smiled back.  "You`ll have to tell me all about it someday."

   Faith starred at Mark again than asked.  "Has April met Hank yet?"

   "They're sitting out in the waiting room but I didn't introduce them
yet."

   Faith looked toward the window for a moment than back at Mark.  "The
last thing I remember in my dream was that Hank just fucked April and she
told me she wasn't on the pill."

   Mark laughed and replied.  "Where did I hear that before?"

   Faith giggled and added.  "I was going to fix her up with Hank's
brother."

   Mark laughed a little harder and said.  "Doesn't she have a husband and
two kids back home?"

   Faith smiled as she replied.  "Your right, I must have really been out
good for a while."

   Mark leaned over and gave her another kiss.  "Don't think about all that
right now.  April came to stay with us for a while until you get back on
your feet."

   Faith smiled.  "She really is a good friend, isn't she?"

   Mark just smiled back as Faith drifted back to sleep.

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