Tombstone Estate

[Midori]

She was walking slowly as she read a morning report printed out from the com, slowly walking through her big house enjoying a morning coffee. Then, she stopped. The sheet of paper that was in her hand slowly floated to the floor.

The sound of breaking glass was next as her mug of coffee hit the floor. She stood in total shock having read about a terrorist attack in Omega 41 and Omicron Theta. She placed her left hand over her chest as fear began to set in. For what in reality was but a few seconds, an eternity passed. She knew her husband was trading in those areas that day and that Corfu Base was a favorite stop of his. He hadn't called and no one else had heard a word from him. Where was he? Was he hurt or worse still, dead? Did he get caught up in crossfire? "Where was he" kept repeating in her mind.

At this point, the tears of fear began to flow as she stood there alone, her left hand on her chest while her right found it's way over her stomach as she began to feel sick. The soft cries became louder, loud enough to arouse the attention of the ranch hand, Grady, who came running to her.

"My goodness, Madame Holliday, what is wrong?" he asked. She couldn't answer. He scanned her in horror as she cried uncontrollably. Not knowing what to do, he then noticed the broken mug and coffee spill on the floor a few feet away and the half-coffee soaked sheet of paper. He then read the report.

"Oh my Goodness," he said softly to himself. With no one there, she turned to him, looking for comfort, crying into his shoulder. Grady found himself feeling low as well. He could only comfort Midori as he tried to maintain his own composure. After several minutes, she began coughing and vomited on the floor. At this point, he was unsure of what to do except to yell for some help.

One of the residents that kept watch in Doc's absence arrived to find her throwing up.
"What happened?" she asked of Grady.
Grady showed her the report to which the doctor, Kathy, had much the same reaction. But for now, her concern was an uncontrollable and sick Midori Holliday. She knelt before her and tried to calm her.
"Midori, please, try to control yourself," she shouted, "we don't know anything. He may be fine."

It was of little use. She wasn't crying as much as she was vomiting and finally dry heaving.
"I didn't want to do this but..." Kathy said out loud as she reached for a syringe and a vial of medicine, prepping it to inject.
"Grady, hold her," she again ordered to which Grady did. Kathy then injected Midori. Within a minute or so, she was calm and falling asleep to which Grady propped her head and threw a blanket over her. He then turned to Kathy, rather annoyed.

"Was that really necessary?" he asked.
Kathy only sighed. "Grady, please, sit down" she calmly insisted. He did so.
She again sighed, "Grady, don't say anything but she is expecting. We found out yesterday. If I didn't knock her out like that she may well have miscarried." Before Grady could ask, Kathy added, "No, John doesn't know yet."

Grady nodded his understanding. He then looked over at the sleeping Midori and weakly smiled and then turned back to Kathy, "while she's out, we need to find out if John is OK and what he's doing."
Kathy nodded in agreement.
"Kathy, you take care of her, I'll start working on getting some info."
With that, he stood up, checking the comms for incoming messages. They had no idea that Doc was on his new medical ship, tending to over s 400 injured people.

*more to come*

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Married to Ambassador John Henry "Doc" Holliday