Date: Wed, 8 Mar 2000 04:26:44 -0800 (PST) From: Stephen Daniels <tamtaylor_2000@yahoo.com> Subject: Tell me that I'm Dreaming Chapter 1 Disclaimer: If you are not allowed to read this, Don't. If you don't want to read about a homosexual relationship, leave. This is a work of fiction, there are not claims about the sexual orientation of any member of NSYNC especially Lance Bass. Permission is granted to post this anywhere as long as it is free. Copyrighted March 2000 by tamtaylor_2000. Thanks Stonewolf, I appreciate the help. Chapter 1: Today started like any other except for the fact that I had a bad feeling. I had just walked out of my office looking forward to a weekend of rest and relaxation. I started across the street to get supper when I heard a loud horn and then saw blackness. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The day was just ending for Dr. Stephen Daniels, he had put in 16 hours in the ER at Columbia Medical Center. He was heading for the exit when head nurse Janet Micheals ran up to him, " we have a car versus a pedestrian on the way in, EMT's says it looks bad". Dr. Daniels replied " get trauma room 1 ready, call xray and have them standing by and get me Dr. Henderson of Neuro down here, reassign your patients and you give me a hand". The wail of the ambulance could be heard approaching the entrance. The doors slammed open and in came 2 EMTs with a male patient. "Trauma room 1" yelled Janet. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I began to feel my surroundings and they hurt BAD. I became aware, I was not dead but in a hospital. I slowly began to focus and there was someone standing there, I managed to croak out "water please" they come over and said "back among the living are we", I stated you may but I am not so sure. They gave me some water and I was able to speak a little better. I could now see that they person was a pretty blonde named J. Micheals RN. She asked do you know who you are? I replied " My name is Tam Taylor". She stuck out her hand and replied " nice to meet you Tam, I am Janet". Where I am I asked. You are at Columbia Medical Center she replied. What happened I asked. You were hit by a car in town. Well that explains why I am here I stated. How bad I am hurt I asked carefully. I think I will let Dr. Daniels fill you in on that, I will go and get him she replied and walked out the door. I lay there wondering how bad my life had gone bad in just 3 months I had lost my wife and children in a plane crash and now I was in the hospital after being hit by a car. What could happen now I wondered. The door opened and I walked a man I assumed was the Dr. He intorduced himself as Dr. Stephen Daniels. How are you feeling he asked. Like I got hit by a car I replied and he laughed. Well that's good, that means we fixed everything right he replied. Dr. Daniels got serious now, Tam you are going to be fine, the only problem is that you took a serious trauma to the head and although we find no brain damage, you may notice some things are different. The biggest trauma area was around the creative center of the brain and you may be able to do things you were never able to do before or visaversa. Damn I replied, I will live right? A long life replied Dr. Daniels. How long will I be here, I asked. If everything continues to go well you will probably get out on Friday. What is today I asked, Today is Wednesday replied Dr. Daniels. I just fell back on the bed and let out a long groan. I have been here 5 days. I need to let my job know. That has already been taken care of, your supervisor walked out of the building right after you got hit replied Dr. Daniels. Monica also told us you have no family here. That's right I replied, my wife and children were killed in a plane crash 3 months ago and I sold everything and moved here. Well I am going to let you get some rest stated Dr. Daniels I will see you tomorrow. Then he was gone. Janet came in a few minutes later to medicate me and see if I needed anything. Just something to occupy my time I replied. She laughed and said she would see what she could do. I guess I should tell you about me, I am 32 years old, stand 6'0" tall and weight about 200lbs. I have salt and pepper hair and think I look pretty good. I have told that I turned many heads both male and female. I was married but my wife and 2 children were killed in a plane crash, I think I said that earlier. I am a counselor that specializes in Substance Abuse, and for the last 3 months my life has sucked. I wonder if I would have been better off if that car had killed me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Justin Justin yelled JC, we need to get to the hospital and check on Lance. Justin sighed and finished lacing up his shoes. Since Lance got hurt they had been at a stand still, Justin was distant and JC was being a worrywart, Joey was depressed and Chris, well Chris was Chris. Nobody seemed to be concerned that Justin was falling apart inside because of this, I am to blame Justin thought and Scoop is not going to want to see me. When Justin walked out of the hotel room, he said, JC, maybe I should not go, Lance seems to get upset when he sees me and he does not need that right now. Nonsense Curly replied JC, you two need to work through this. Lance does not blame you, his problem is how fast we got together after he and I broke up. Lance and I have worked through our differences and now you two need to. I know that JC, Justin stated, but Lance seems to really hate it that we are together. Lane does not hate it that we are together replied JC, he is just taking slower to adjust. You two need to talk today. After today we are back on the road and Lance is in rehab. WHAT, screamed Justin, Rehab? Yes Curly, Lance needs two weeks of rehab to help him build up the strength in his knee, replied JC. Does he know this, asked Justin? Yes replied JC, he was told last night. Now lets get ready to go, OK? Justin and JC walked down the hall to Joey's room, JC knocked and Joey yelled come in. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lance groaned as they stretched his knee on the table to xray it again. Just hold still honey, the nurse said. Lance muttered that's easier said than done. OK that's it sweetie, we will take you back to your room now, the nurse stated. When Lance got back in bed, in came Janet, how are you this morning Lance, Janet asked? Hurting pretty bad right now he replied. I can fix that Janet stated and she stuck the surenge in the IV tube. Lance immediately felt the medicine as it worked its way into his system. As Lance drifts off to dream land he immediately thinks of JC and Justin, I have ruined my friendship with them, how could I have been so dumb. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Good morning Tam, Dr. Daniels said as he came in the door. I have good news for you, you are leaving the hospital today, but you are going to Columbia Rehab for 2 weeks to make sure that everything is OK. You will work on a number of things to test your brain. How do you feel right now, Dr. Daniels asked? I feel pretty well I replied, I seem to be able to think of this I could not imagine before. That's part of the injury, Dr. Daniels stated. I also spoke with your boss Monica, she said to tell you they would hold your job for you.. Well that's one lest thing for me to think about I joked. A knock came at the door and Dr. Daniels open it, outside of the door were two men with a stretcher, Dr. we are here to move Mr. Taylor to Room 201 at Columbia Rehab. With that they loaded me on the stretcher and off I went to the rehab center. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lance, Lance wake up buddy, JC gently shook Lance as Lance began to come back from his drug induced sleep. Lance opened his eyes and saw JC's beautiful face, hi JC, Lance said, where is everyone else Lance Questioned. They are outside JC replied, we decided that I would come in first and see how you were and if you were up to seeing everyone. Ask Justin to step in JC, I need to talk to you two Lance asked. JC stepped to the door and asked Justin to step in. JC, Justin, I have some things to say, so please don't interrupt me. I am sooo sorry for the way I acted the night I fell, I was mean to the two of you and I did not mean it. JC, you and I have settled our differences and I should have never started on Justin, I hope you two will be very happy and I am happy for you, I love you both and don't want to lose your friendship. Lance was sobbing when he finished, JC and Justin both grabbed Lance in an tight hug and all three cried until they heard someone behind them clearing their throats, hey guys, Lance said. What's up Scoop, how are you feeling, Joey asked. Better now, Lance said and looked at JC and Justin. Chris said, I am glad the three of you worked it out, now we can go back to being the group we are supposed to be. We can in 2 more weeks Lance said, I will be out of the rehab center then. When are they moving you asked Justin, In about 10 minutes replied Lance. Just as Lance says this there is a knock at the door and Dr. Daniels and 2 other men came in with a stretcher. Time to go Lance, Dr. Daniels said. What room will he be in asked JC? Room 203 replied Dr. Daniels, right next door to my other patient. Time to go guys said JC, we will see you tomorrow Scoop. and the Guys left. Lance I need a favor, asked Dr. Daniels, anything Doc, replied Lance. In the room next door to you is a guy that I would like you to help out. He got hit by a car and he has some damage to the creative center of the brain. During his stay here we were noticing some different brain wave from there. I know that you are musical and I wondered if you would get to know him. He has no family here and seems kind of lonely. I would be glad to Doc, after all you have done for me, replied Lance. Well lets load you up and go. With that Lance was shipped off to the rehab center. to be continued? Let me know what you think of this. This is my first attempt at writing so be gentle. Emails to tamtaylor_2000@yahoo.com. See ya soon. Tell me that I'm Dreaming Author: tamtaylor_2000@yahoo.com Page 1