Imagine: The List
Fic posted by members of Vo's Imaginings YahooGroup


Visitor Jo rolls her eyes when Fargo turns and runs out of the room, it doesn't matter which dimension they're in, he'll never change. Picking up the bag he'd hurriedly placed on the nearest flat surface, she opens it and smiles in thanks, just what she needs for her prayers. One of the nurses had brought her in a electric tea kettle and she plugs it in to boil as she dices the herbs with a ceremonial knife one of the nurses had given her.

 

Jo is beginning to feel like she's stepped through the looking glass, there's a coven in Eureka? She can feel the power rolling off Drs. Blake and Stark. And from the questions Stark had asked, he's well aware of the supernatural. When the water boils, she pours the water over the herbs and sets it to steep as she settles back down on the towel she'd brought out of the bathroom. She opens her eyes when a shadow falls over her, looking up at Dr. Stark as he hands her mug of tea.

 

"Thank you." she says, sipping the now cool enough to drink liquid. "Did Fargo stop running before he hit the parking lot?"

 

"Yes," Nathan sighs. "Okay, I've put up wards around the room, I have some questions."

 

"I figured you did." Jo finishes the tea and hands the mug up to him as she stands up. "Where do you want to start?"

 

"You're Josefina Lupo, but not quite the . . ." his voice trails off as Jo whoops with laughter. "Something the matter?"

 

"Your Jo's name is Josefina?" Jo asks.

 

"Yours isn't?"

 

"No, and I'd rather not tell you what it is, with Fargo's luck he'd be eating or drinking when he found out and choke on his own tongue." Jo leans against the wall across the room from Nathan who's lounging against the hospital bed.

 

"You're a . . ."

 

"High Priestess? Yes, I thought you knew what I was talking about when I mentioned meditation. I don't normally use my gifts, I don't normally have a use for them in my Eureka, but waking up in another dimension? Yeah, I'll make an exception." she snorts.

"What do you need from us?" Nathan asks.

 

"A quiet place to pray? Not to be interrupted? I'll probably be wiped out when I'm finished, if you check in and find me collapsed on the floor I'm done."

 

"How long do you plan on fasting?"

 

"At least 24 hours, probably 48. Ideally 72 hours but I don't think you're going to let me." Jo snorts.

 

Nathan snorts right back at her. "You have that right. Would putting you on an saline or glucose drip interfere with the herbs or your meditation and prayer?"

 

Jo thinks a second, then shakes her head. "I wouldn't chance it." she finally says. "Okay, then let me do a physical before you go back to meditating, so we have a baseline to compare to when you're finished."

 

An hour later and what feels like a million tests later Jo settles back down on the towel and closes her eyes, dropping down into a trance state to gather her strength. She can hear the others moving around outside her room, it seems the news that Dr. Blake had twins spread as fast here as it would have back home and Dr. Stark and Carter are making plans to get the nursery ready for the twins when they're released.

 

Carlisle looks over at visitor Jo's room when she starts chanting a day later. The chanting lasts about twelve hours, the nurses taking turns standing by her door with the bag of saline and glucose that Dr. Stark had ordered for her. She finally stops chanting, looking up at the woman standing by the door, standing up and weaving dangerously. The nurse is immediately in there, wrapping an arm around her and helping her onto the bed. Jo winces, almost asleep already, as the IV line is inserted into her arm.

 

Jo sleeps twelve hours before waking, blinking up at the ceiling. From the dim lighting, she knows it's the middle of the night. She thought she'd touched her father's mind, but she had been so out of it she can't be certain now. She tosses the light sheet and blanket off, not surprised to find she'd been put in a hospital gown once she'd went from vertical to horizontal. Pushing herself up to her feet, she wobbles to the bathroom, turning on the light and looking at herself in the mirror.

 

She looks like the fourth day of a three day pass she thinks, she's got a whole family worth of bags under her eyes, she hasn't had a headache like this since her last drinking match with Bucklin, and she has the nagging suspicion she might have broken out. Looking down at her hand, she concentrates briefly on the exercises her parents made her do and her hand starts glowing. Yup, she's a god she thinks with a sigh cutting the light show on her fingers before turning on the shower. She wants a bath in the worst way.

 

The nurses all look over at their guest's room when the shower comes on, the nearest nurse hurrying to the door. They would have thought that she'd be out for hours with the dose of sedative Dr. Stark had ordered to make sure she slept.

 

Jo spits out a mouthful of water and shampoo as she ducks her head under the water. She wraps a towel around her wet hair as she walks out into the hospital room, finding a nurse waiting 'patiently' for her to get back into bed.

 

"How long was I asleep?" Jo asks when she's finally under the covers.

 

"Barely eight hours." the nurse tells her.

 

"Long enough." Jo snorts, pulling the pillow under her head into a more comfortable position.

 

The nurse changes out the iv bags, leaving the room to make a note on her records. Dr. Stark will be coming in to check on her before he goes to look in on Dr. Blake and the babies, hopefully he'll let her leave in the morning.

 

Jo wakes up a few more hours later to find breakfast being brought into the room and Dr. Stark following it in. Jo grumbles but submits to the exam since Dr. Stark tells her she can leave if her bloodwork comes out okay.

 

An hour later Jo gratefully settles in the passenger seat of Stark's BMW, a babbling baby in the car seat in the back. She'd gotten a good look at Alex who'd been in either Carter's, Gregory's, or Dr. Stark's arms the entire time, he's a good looking boy.

 

"Okay, what are you?" She finally asks as they pass the corner leading to Eureka.

 

"I was wondering when you were going to ask, I'm a vampire." Stark looks over at her as he stops at a sign.

 

"Huh." Jo says calmly. "That's another difference between our worlds."

 

Dr. Stark shakes his head as they pull up in front of Cafe Diem. They walk in and take a seat at a table, Vince coming up and putting coffee in front of them. Everybody looks up as a white light appears in the middle of the room and a figure falls out of it. Stark immediately pulls Vince away from it and Carter, who'd just walked in when he saw Nathan's car, reaches for his gun. The figure starts complaining and Nathan and Jack think he, it's definitely male, sounds familiar when the woman with them starts cursing broadly.

 

Jo looks up at the ceiling and shakes her fist. "I asked for help, not my idiot brother Buck." She yells at the top of her lungs.

 

"Love you too, Jocasta." Buck looks up from his spot on the floor, smirking.

 

 

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