Truly Psychic Verse p2

[psychette]

The overhead PA was paging Dr. Smythe to Post-Op and where was Dr. Yao? Everything about a hospital seemed to be white and sterile, even the air smelled like it had been scrubbed with alcohol disinfectant just to be safe.
Lying on a hospital bed, Jackie appeared to be resting comfortably...as comfortably as one could look with a tube down their throat and various other tubes taped and stuck in them. Her breathing was rhythmic with the machine next to her, her vitals showing up on a screen off to the side. The doctor had said it was touch and go for awhile, but she was "stable"...whatever that means.

ooc: spin off of a fic and thread with dial_a_psychic but open to others if they want to visit her in the hospital :)

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[dial-a-psychic.livejournal.com]

Shawn has to look at the bright side of the picture.

Yeah, his favourite -and only- cousin had been shot and her semi-ghost? How do you call the ghost of someone that's been half dead for a day? He's going to need to rewatch "The Princess Bride"... Okay, so "partial ghost"? Co-ghost? Co-ghost is good for now. Jackie's co-ghost self has been haunting him all day.

At least the Psych Ward is close enough. And nurse Betty, who's currently holding his hand as he waits for his best friend is sweet and understanding enough. And has great legs, no matter if she hides them under those party-pooper green pants.

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Jackie would approve of the co-ghost term if she knew what Shawn was thinking. Actually, no, she really didn't want to know what Shawn was thinking with him being hand in hand with some nurse. *pffft* "She's only that close because you've got a family member here, you know that right?" Popping Shawn's balloons, always fun.

That and she's trying not to look at herself all hooked up to ten million tube things.

[dial-a-psychic.livejournal.com]

He jumps again, surprised by Jackie's unexpected voice at an unexpected closeness as unexpected as hearing your currently tubed up cousin is. Which is a hell of a lot unexpectedness no matter if you've already spoken to her co-ghost or not.

He gives nurse Betty a reassuring smile and mutters some excuses of the psychic kind and how he is afraid he can't keep his job separated from his personal life even in this sort of situation.

He then turns his head to his right, where Jackie's voice just came from and in less than a blink of his eyes, a micro-second or however Gus calls them, he thinks he sees her figure sitting next to him.

Weeeeird (all things considered).

Shawn shakes his head and the weird feeling off. "You seriously need to stop doing the surprisive co-ghost talk thing."

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She rolls her eyes, not realizing he can kind of see her now. "Great, so I should stay quiet and invisible...sorry, it's just a bit boring here plus hospitals are scary....and cold, aren't you cold?" She rubs one arm with her hand as if trying to warm up.

[dial-a-psychic.livejournal.com]

He can't help but wholeheartedly agree with that thought. The only good thing about hospitals are the nurses and the gift shop, specially when they sell those plushies that sing and dance when you clap. He needs to get one for Jackie and another one for the office later.

He sighs. There's something comforting about having Jackie's spirit self by his side, but in the back of his mind, and most important, right in front of his eyes she's fighting for her life. He can try being a little supportive, he can still get nurse Betty's number after this whole deal is over...

He stands and pats imaginary dust off his butt, glancing towards the hospital's garden. "You know, I think I need some fresh air."

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She's already hoping she gets a penguin one, though Jackie would rather it was just plushie...and didn't make any noise.

She looks up as he stands, confused. "Huh? We just got here...Shawn?" Jackie gets up to hurry after him towards the garden, just barely missing running into an unsuspecting intern.

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He waves at Betty promising to catch up later once his heart remembers the joyness of what a full happy family is and the sun helps to pump up the happyness of being alive. Hopefully sometime after lunchtime.

He glances towards Jackie's voice again, finally not being surprised and thinking he's getting the trick of this. "We can still wait for you to get better outside. Besides, we can play 'guess the disease' or something like that as people walk by. It's way much more fun to play outdoors."

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Jackie makes a pffft noise, a bit more sarcastic with her answer back. "What you want to play, Marco Polo? Only you don't have to shut your eyes..." She kicks at a rock hard as if to send it flying along with her frustration...but of course, she goes right through it and nothing happens.

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He pauses before reaching the garden's door, a huge reality suddenly hitting him.

"Dudette, you do realize you have one of the awesomest super-powers ever?? Kevin Bacon would be proud!"

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Accidentally keeps going, not seeing him stop and walking through him. "Oops."
She gives him a blank look... "How exactly does my being a part of Footloose in highschool have anything to do with this?"

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He feels that horrible chill running up his body once again. Okay, he never thought he'd think this way one day, but they seriously need to consider some rules here. He's starting to feel violated each time she does that.

"Quit the ghost pride tricks, would you? And I'm not talking about "Footloose", I'm thinking "Hollow Man"!"

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A bit of flailing. "Sorry, lemme know when you put the brakes on next time..." She makes a face at him.

"Oh of course, that one.......which was that one again?" Jackie unfortunately hasn't seen that one.

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"I would if I could see you, which I don't, by the way." Just because he thought that he saw her for a second or two it doesn't mean he's turning into a real psychic or something.

"The one when he's an invisible man? Don't tell me you haven't seen that one. It's been on tv like a huzz-illion times."

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"Which SUCKS by the way." She rocks back and forth on her heels with her arms crossed, looking off to the side. Being ghostly bites. "If they start feeding me through a tube, I'm gonna gag by virtue of association."

She shakes her head no. "I thought David McCallum was the Invisible Man?"

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"I know, right..." He mumbles as he holds the door to the garden open for her. Which after a few seconds he realises it's stupid, considering she can now walk through stuff.

He shakes his head too, then sticks out his tongue at a kid who's giving him a weird look. What? Doesn't he have like real invisible friends? That's surely lamer than having real invisible cousins.

"Kevin Bacon was the smart one. And creepy/screwed up one."

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Cools her sarcastic jets for a moment, she forgot this is hard on him too. "...m'sorry...about all this..."

"....isn't that like...every role Kevin Bacon has ever played? Besides...David is a whole lot cuter."

[dial-a-psychic.livejournal.com]

Shrugs it off, it's not her fault she's a step from getting her wings and white robe. ....He guesses. "Do you have any idea why someone... tried to wipe you out of the map?" Change the subject. Good. Focus on something.

"Point taken, missy." He nods in agreement. "But at least Kevin did what any real invisible guy would attempt..."

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Dude, wings and white robe, she could hover and fly and stuff.....no wait, don't think about that just yet. "Oh I dunno...think it might have something to do with the fact I'm in the same family as a certain psychic detective?"

She has to facepalm at that. "....women's locker room?"

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He takes a deep breath and then slowly puffs the air out. No. This isn't his fault. There's no reason to feel guilty at all. He didn't created psychos. Not his fault. Nope.

He shrugs, shooving his hands in his jacket's pockets. "I don't know, you could have been involved in drug trafficking or something. I haven't seen you around the last weekend."

"Bing-bing-bing! We've got a winner!" He says as he stabs the air with a finger.

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"....seriously? That's what you're going with? That I've been pushing drugs on the unsuspecting public of Santa Barbara??" She pauses for a moment as if remembering something.
"Wait a minute...I have that jury duty thing this week. I mean, I think it's this week."

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"I can't really blame you, it's a very common problem and it happens in the best families. Ironically, ask Mr Douglas about it...."

The jury duty comment suddenly distracts him from a very proffesional inspection of a very young, almost underage looking nurse helping out an od woman in a weelchair. It's almost a crime, but he has to force his eyes to look away in order to concentrate for a second. "Jury duty? Seriously?? And you almost forget about that little fact?"

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She crosses her arms indignantly. "It's been a BUSY DAY. Ok? And it was some random shooting case, I don't remember much about it because we hadn't started yet." Jackie pinches the bridge of her nose with a sigh....wishing she didn't feel so tired all of the sudden.