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me.   I'd like to go see her now, if
you don't mind.   You said she was going to surgery, right?"  Bridgett
stared at Dr.  Desmonde as if she was a moron for not understanding her.
    "Yes,"
Monique sighed.   "Bridgett, you must understand that she has bruises and
cuts on her face and that ....”  Monique stammered, searching for words,
"You must understand that she looks very different.   Someone beat her
badly.   Are you sure you're up to seeing her?"
    Bridgett
nodded her head impatiently, "Of course, Dr.  Desmonde, of course I am.  
But it isn't all that bad, not nearly as bad as you say.   Angie and I are
twins.   If she were hurting badly, I'd be hurting too.   It's always been like
that, since we were babies."  Bridgett smiled and continued, "I'm
really not worried, let's go," she said looking around the group.  
"Hurry up! I just need to get my purse."
    Alex,
Jack, and Monique looked at each other while Bridgett went into her office.  
Betty Favre had completely removed herself from the situation and was flipping
through a copy of "Architectural Digest” she'd removed from Alex's coffee
table.   What an uncaring bitch, Alex thought silently to herself.
    Monique
rolled her eyes at Betty, shrugged her shoulders and said, "Well, Bridgett
doesn't really get it.   Angela looks pretty bad, and believe me she is really
hurting.   The reason Bridgett isn't feeling any pain is because Angie is in a
coma."
    Alex
was startled, "Oh no, is it really that bad?"  She searched the faces
of her good friends and colleagues.   Her crystal blue eyes locked with
Commander Françoise’s dark ones.   "Please say it isn't, Jack," she
implored.
    "Wish
I could Alex, but I can't.  It's bad.   It’s real bad.   I'll fill you in
later.   Let's get Bridge through this part first."  Jack lifted his
large, bulky frame from the chair and moved into the outer office to help
Bridgett gather her things.
    Dr.
Desmonde added quickly to Alex, "Jack's right, Alex.   Angie is pretty
beat up.   She may be bleeding internally.  She has a skull fracture and some
seriously broken bones.   Her jaw is broken, as well.   She laid out there for
hours before anyone found her.  She lost a lot of blood and Lord knows how long
she has been unconscious.  Her crit, CBC are way down.”  
    Shsssst!" 
Monique put her finger to her lips as Bridgett and the Commander returned to
Alex's office.   "We'll catch up later.”
    Betty
looked up from her magazine and spoke for the first time.   "My secretary
called Bridgett's husband and he'll meet us in the E.D.   They're looking for
Angela's husband.   He is supposedly on his way.  Favre's voice was flip and
tinged with sarcasm.   Alex immediately moved into Betty Favre’s personal space
to confront her, but Monique waved her away while she motioned for Jack and
Bridgett to wait in the hall for them.
    "Later,
Alex," she cautioned, "We have enough going on here and you're not
dying on the Betty Favre hill right now."  Monique glared at Betty Favre,
"See me later, Ms.  Favre.   I want to discuss the concept of empathy with
you.   And I do mean it.”  
    Alex
smiled to herself as she watched Betty bristle with anger and then felt ashamed
for enjoying the exchange.  Dr.  Desmonde was probably the only person at the
medical center who disliked Betty Favre as much as she did and this behavior
was so unlike Monique it was a bit shocking.   They both had Favre’s number and
supported each other when the nurse executive ran rough shod over the staff.  
Betty was uncaring, incompetent, inept and not very smart.   Unfortunately, the
CEO, Don Montgomery, didn't share their opinion of Betty -- most likely because
they were very much alike.   If you were to believe the hospital scuttlebutt,
they were lovers.   Gross, yuck, is all Alex could think about that rumor.   It
made her feel slightly sick.
    As
Monique and Alex joined Jack and Bridgett in the