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occ. ooooooooh :p cool... yes thing could turn out pretty cool if he does :D

ic: Ryan walked through the halls with the nurse following him...looking from Bridget, he noticed her on the bench..."there she is.." He pointed, and then walked turds there.
 
ooc:hehe okay

ic: But before they got to her the doctor got to her first. "Bridget" he said crouching down and knuding her arm a little. "What?" Bridget said opening her eyes. "Oh hi Mr."
"Call me James" he quickly interrupted. "Bridget I told you.."
"To no stay out too long right?" she said rubbing her eyes. "Its just so nice out here." she said kneeling her elbows on her knees.
"It is lovely out here but you're still a patient and if something were to happen to you then I'd be responsible" he added getting up and sitting next to her.
"So thats how you knew my name" she said laughing a little at her paranoia. He laughed also.
"Yeah I'm not stalking you or anything so dont worry." he said sitting back on the bench putting his hands in his white coat.
 
occ: :p

ic: Ryan continued, not suspecting a thing. When he got there he smiled at both..."Bridget..." he said...."Doctor..."
The nurse nooded at James...And left silently.
 
ooc:lol

ic: "And you must be Ryan." James said looking up at him. "You did a very brave thing. I know I wouldnt have had the guts to go into that house weaponless" he began.
"Well I better get back to my room" Bridget quickly said not liking the idea of them talking about the night before. It didnt exactly bring up good memories. She got up slowly as James helped her up. "You make sure you rest now Bridget but.."
"In my cell I mean room" she said smiling a little. He laughed
"I'll check on you later. Nice to meet you Ryan" he said before turning off. Bridget watched him leave before turning to Ryan. "Is everything okay?" she asked beginning to walk back.
 
"Yes..." Ryan replied smiling..."I didnt expect them knowing our names.." He grinned a little..."Soon u'll be back home.." he told her..."In two hours i have go talk.."
 
She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him gently."Good luck" she whisphered as she kissed him on the cheek before letting go.
 
Several minutes later, James was on his office clicking his pen as he was drawn away by his thoughts, that happened to be about Bridget..."Doctor James!! Doctor!!.." One of the nurses called, but he didnt seem to listen...finally the nurse decided to shake him slightly by touching his shoulder..."Yes?.." The doctor turned quickly.."Im sorry.." he began.

Ryan was already home, sitting in the bed, kinda worried about what he did, to safe Bridget's life...'My...god...im finally realising i killed someone..' He said to himself with his eyes closed.
 
ooc:You're not really sending him to jail are you?

ic: Bridget watched him leave and then went to the window. Looking out at the world, moving non stopping while she was inside alone and afraid.
 
occ: Idk :p

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"U'll be ok, Good bye Miss Johnson.." James said smiling as one of his pacients left....He sat back down, sighing, this was another day, it was almost 4 pm and he was getting tired already..."Oh gooosh, im hungry.." he said out loud since he didnt eat lunch...He glanced at his desk and in his stuff was Bridgets report...'I wonder what shes doing...' he asked himself suddenly...

occ: How does he look?

Ic: Ryan was on his way, he clicked his fingers against the car's wheel...He tryed to breath slowly.
 
ooc:Dont you dare! :p Who James? errm tall, dark brown hair, brown eyes, tanned. A bit like the guy from Supernatural but cuter! Tall, dark and handsome :p

ic: Bridget opened the window and let the cool breeze full up the room and gently touch her face. Her hair blew a little and she leaned on the window sill. 'I wander whether Ryan is okay' she thought to herself a bit worried about her boyfriend.
 
occ: OoOOooOOh :p he's so darn cute, almost like Ryan :D

ic: suddenly James found himself smiling as he was thinking in her..."Now...whats wrong with u James...u cant be like this.." he told himself, even though he was still smiling. He stood up, and opened the door, he was on his way to Bridget's room.

Ryan arrived.."Please Mr Sanders, this way.." One of the guys in the case told him, he felt horrible, terribly scared and he didnt know precisly why, he knew he was innocent but anyway, he knew how does guys acted, they made u think u really did it, or stuff, he was going crazy by that moment.
 
ooc:Haha yeah! Good luck Ryan :p

ic: Bridget unknowingly began to bite her nails anxiously. She looked at the clock on the wall. 'He should be there by now' she thought to herself.
 
James knocked..."Excuse me...can i come in?.." he asked politely, and with a nice tone.

occ: awwww I post the thing about Ryan soon, i dont feel creative right now :D
 
ooc:Haha tis okay. :)

ic: Bridget spun around as she heard a voice from the door. "Yes" she replied waiting for the person to come. The wind from the window caused her hair to blow all over the place.
 
He opened..."Hi, Bridget.." he said with his bright and cute smile..."How are u feeling?.."

Ryan was being questioned, he felt how his hands sweated as he had them together over the table..."What time was it at the moment u arrived the house?." One asked him..."Im not sure...like, 8 or 9 pm.." he replied.."And, how did u know that she was in danger?..." he continued.."I...Heard a noise like a glass breaking.." he began..."I kinda sensed it came from her house but i also had a hunch about it, and i ran there, i entered silently as i felt like i knew what was going on, then, he went upstairs...and i followed, with only a pocket knife..." he shook his head slightly.."So, the gun with ur fingerprints wasnt urs?.." the detective asked like making him confess it was his..."No..." Ryan stated..."It was his, i took it.." He told them, the man had been grabbing the gun with gloves.
 
'Terribly sick' was what Bridget really wanted to say but as she opened her mouth the words "Fine thank you" came out as she smiled. She closed the window and moved over to her bed. "So doctor.......sorry James when do you think I can leave?" she asked sitting on the edge of the bed.
 
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