Chapter Two: Jess' writing is in black and Hannah's writing is in white. Enjoy!

“Bad Toby!” Hannah shouted at him. “BAD, BAD Toby!”
“Who the hell is Toby!?” Chris J exploded. “You picking up animals as well as men now?!”
The doctor ran up to Jess's bedside and looked around in panic. “What the hell? I didn't wire this woman up!”
“No, I did.” Chris B inserted into the conversation. “I thought it was sensible.”
“Oh.” The doctor was shocked. “Do you know how to wire up a life support machine?”
There was an ominous silence. “No.”
“Oh.” The doctor looked at all the wires in confusion. “Oh dear. This isn't at all right.” He tapped Jess on shoulder. “Hello there? Are you alright?”
Jess opened one eye, nodded and went back to sleep.
“Oh thank God.” Said the doctor, looking relieved.
Toby started to chew through the wires to the life support machine.

“So, what IS that thing?” Kurt pointed at Toby.
“I found him.”
“Yes, but…WHAT is it?” Chris J asked.
“Dunno. Sort of alien thing, I suppose.” Hannah said, vaguely. “But he's kinda cool. I like him.”
“It's probably not hygienic to keep an animal like that in here.” Chris B reflected.
“He's OK. He's not got germs or anything.” Hannah said, slightly offended.
“Oh yes?” The doctor pointed crossly to where Toby was weeing in Jess's drip.
“Ok, fine, I'll take him outside.” Hannah picked Toby up and left the room.


Hannah waited outside the room keeping Toby at bay in a nearby dustbin where he proceeded to munch his way through the rubbish.
After a while, Chris B strolled down the corridor towards Jess's room clutching a bag.
“What's that?” Hannah peered curiously.
“Glasses for Jess.” Chris explained.
“How thoughtful.”
“Indeed.” Chris opened the bag and pulled out the new glasses and started to detach the label from the frame. “I thought she'd like to see properly, whatever state she's in.”
“Nice.” Hannah nodded in agreement and stood, following Jess's butler into the room.
“Jess?” Chris started, trying to attract the attention of Jess, who had awoken, but was now nibbling on her own drip wire.
“Bad Jess!” Hannah smacked her on the back of the head, making her drop the plastic wire.
“Jess, darling, I've got you a new pair of glasses!” Chris B said in a cheerful voice, approaching the bed with caution.
“Chris BARRIE!” Jess squeaked.
Yes, that's right.” Chris answered, he handed over the glasses to a captivated Jess.
Jess took them and snapped an arm clean off the side. She then went on to bawl.
Chris B sighed.
“Nice try.” Hannah smirked and exchanged an amused glance with Chris J which she immediately regretted doing as he made a gesture towards his wedding ring finger and gave an enthusiastic thumbs up. She dived behind a dividing curtain to hide.
“It's alright, I suspected that might happen.” Chris B pulled another identical pair out of his bag. “That's why I bought two.” He walked over to Jess's bedside, and risking no repeat performance, personally put the glasses on Jess's face.
Jess, who had been manically chewing on the bed covers whilst humming 'The Flight of the Bumblebee', suddenly stopped, blinked a few times, and looked around at the four people standing around her bed.

“What the bally hell are you all doing?!” She asked, sitting up. “And why do I have a DRIP?” She looked down at herself. “And why am I wearing an ill-fitting and desperately unflattering hospital gown?!”
“Don't you remember what happened?” Hannah asked her.
“What do you mean?” Jess looked confused.
“What was the last thing you remember?” Chris B asked her.
“I was in the bar…” Jess started. “I don't know what happened, it just all went black…”
“Oh my GOD. She doesn't KNOW!” Hannah exclaimed.
“Know what?” Jess yelled, now totally confused.
Suddenly the door opened and Kurt came in.
“Guten Tag!”
ARRRRRGH!” Jess fell out of bed, knocking her head on the bedside cabinet and knocking off her newly acquired glasses.
“Oops.” Chris B leant down to pick them up
“Pineapple juice and porcupines.” Jess announced.
“Eh?” Chris looked at the glasses, then at Jess, then at the glasses again.
“Hang on,” Hannah took the glasses and put them back on Jess.
“Jess fessa non laeta est.” Jess declared, in perfect Latin.
Hannah took the glasses back off.
“A B C D E F…erm…P!” Jess sang happily.
“My GOD!” Hannah exclaimed. “The glasses are the source of all her power!”
“Wow. I didn't know glasses were that good…” Chris J muttered, wondering whether there was a church on Phobos.
Hannah looked at the glasses hungrily. She popped them on and tried to look around. “Am I all-powerful?” She asked, walking off and knocking herself out on the wall.
Chris B pulled them off and hurried over to Jess who was leaping for Kurt's tail. “Here you go.” He placed them on Jess again who immediately let go of Kurt's tail, got up and smoothed her hospital gown down.
The doctor walked in. “Oh, you're ok!” He reflected, surprised. “Oh well, that's good then, you can sign me a cheque for $5,629,784 and 23 cents for your hospital bills.”
“I can pay the 23 cents…” Jess said in a small voice.
“And the $5,629,784…?” The doctor pushed.
“Uhh…” Jess looked around for a moment, then screamed: “RUN!

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