Skelitons in the closet.

Mood: Odd

Lisitning to: Ka-Ching

Drinking: Labatts Blue.



Gah, i'm so bored.
I guess boredum is good right now.
Let me share this eventful morning with you.



Okay, so I didn't sleep well last night at all and I woke up early this morning.

Scott was still sleeping in her chair, but Greg was awake.



"Morning" He grinned at me when I opened my eyes.

"Morning" I mumbled back, rubbing my face with my hands.

He stood over me looking at my face, his eyes were couldy and his lips were pulled down in a frown.

"You're in pain." he sighed, running a hand through his hair.

I grunted at him and rolled my eyes. "Well, just a little. I have a rather nasty paper cut after all."

"I don't know if the attitude is a good thing or not" he grumbled, as he put on his lab coat.

"It means I'm still alive, and not in too much pain to be my usual self. I think it's a good sign"

He rolled his eyes towards the ceiling. "Right. Well i'm off to work, Hayle's on my ass for letting my files pile up." With that said he bent down to kiss me, and off he went.



Well good, now that Mr. Mom is gone, maybe I can get more comfortable Brennan style.

Greg left his cane by my bed, he didn't need it today, lucky for me.

I grabbed thecane and smacked scott's leg with it.

She gasped and nearly jumped out of her chair. "What happend?" she asked, looking wide-eyed at me.



I laughed. "Wake up, I need a hand."

Yeah, she knew I was up to something.

"Why, what are you doing?" Her eyes narrowed as she stood up.

"I'm gonna rob a bank, I need a get away car, and your the driver." I spat, rolling my eyes. "No seriously. Help me up."



Her brown eyes almost bugged out of her head and she tried to pin me down by the shoulders.

"Are you insane?" she scolded me

"Yeah, totally." I pushed her back a bit. "Either you help me up, or I'll fight you off and get up that way. But it's your choice."

She gave the "your going to regret this" look, but she did as I asked, and took my hand and pulled me up.



"Okay your up, now what did you plan on doing?" She had one arm around my waist and I leand on her.

"We're going on an adventure." Is all I told her.

She grumbled and let me lead her to where I wanted to go.



I took a detor, avoiding Witter's office.

He'd have an anurisim if he knew I was out of bed right now.



Scott soon found out what I wanted when we entered the staff locker room.

Thsi wouldn't be the first time she had to aid with me with this type of thing.

When I had my bike accident she had to help me shower for a month after i was sent home, so she knew the drill pretty good.



After my shower (yes! that was my adventure) I went back to my bed.

And guess who was waiting for me there, looking very VERY angry I might add.

You guessed it!

Witter and all his engraged glory, litterally.

Sometimes I like to make him mad on pourpose, he just looks so...cute when he's mad.

And it makes for a good time, he fights so well.



"Your insane" He yelled and Scott pretty much dragged me back into the room.

"What makes you say that?" I gave my most innocent grin.

He sighed and pointed at my dripping wet hair. "You can't get your leg wet, that has to be one of the dumest things you ever did."

"Calm down, Scott helped me. And no, I've done worse."



I was layed back down and suddenly Coleman came running in, with a file in his hand.

My file.

Uh oh.



"We found someone who can act as the next-of-kin for Brennan." Coleman was talking to Greg, probably thinking I was still alseep. "The guy lives around here, he'll be here shortly. We need permission from him to the corrective surgery."



That did it.

Like a kettle would whistle when it boils, my temper flammed and caused a "What the hell!" to erupt from my mouth.

Coleman jumped and looked at me. "Uhh...Br....Brennan, um...I didn't know you were awake.." He said with a deer-caught-in-the-headlights kind of look.



"Clearly!" I shouted. "Who the hell did you call? What's left of my family has been in and out of this place. Why can't they do it?"

He pulled at his shirt collar and sat on the edge of my bed.

He ran and hand through his brown/blonde hair, his gray eyes twinkled.



"Umm, you dads brother, we got a hold of him, because the rest of your family either was fit to make these choices or didn't want to." His voice was shaky.



My eyes grew wide.

"You don't know what you did. That is the worst thing you could have done! You idiot!!!!" I yelled at him.



To be continued...