Marie sat staring blankly at the monitor. It had been a life long dream of hers to visit Egypt. The ancient histories, the mysteries surrounding the legends of Pharos and Queens and of course the magnificent Pyramids have always been an enticement for her. Then her thoughts traveled over the many months of chat she had with her dear friend Adel. An Egyptian doctor, they met in a depression chat room, she had been feeling down that day and more then a little overwhelmed by her lack of sleep. She remembered smiling wondering if he truly was a doctor as his screen name suggested and approached him with caution. He assured her he was and in time she secretly quizzed his knowledge of all things medical until she felt secure that he was who he said he was. Pulling her mind out of the reverie she glanced back at the monitor and saw Adel's soul piercing brown eyes staring right back at her, she felt a twinge of guilt. 'I can always find a wi-fi connection when I land and email him,' she thought to herself. With any luck his excitement at her proximity will over shadow any hurt he might feel at her not telling him of her plans.
She never thought it would be possible for her to visit Egypt let alone meet her Arabian Knight so she always securely tucked him away in the back of her mind as a hot fantasy. When she won the all expense paid trip her first thought was to make dream a reality. She cared less about her childhood dream and more about fulfilling the dream that nights of hot erotic talk had created, but fear seized her and she boarded the plane with out telling him she was coming.
The fasten seatbelt sign dinged indicating final approach. Marie put her laptop safely under the seat in front of her and prepared for landing. She sat back in her seat and closed her eyes trying to calm the mixture of uncertainty excitement and dread that rolled through her nerves. Her eyes popped open with terror when she heard the explosion. Screams of horror filled her ears as she strained to figure out what had happen. The stewards were running up and down the aisle trying to calm the passengers but the fear reflected on their own faces. The nose of the plane dove down as the pilot lost altitude, looking out the window she could see the smoke and flames from the wing. Rather then fearing death Marie felt a great sadness. She would never have the opportunity to hold Adel in her arms. The last thing she saw in her mind was his magnificent eyes so deeply chocolate and heart melting, she whimpered his name as darkness over took her; the plane crashed into the runway.
Adel was just getting ready to leave the hospital when the call came in. A plane had crashed there were several casualties and even more injuries. They needed all available personnel to stay. Trauma was not Adel's field of expertise but orthopedic surgery was. Considering the magnitude of the crash there was bound to be more then a few broken bones to mend.
As he expected, 30hrs had brought him many fractured and shattered limbs, a couple of broken vertebra and a crushed pelvis. This was just the bone injuries. The crash had been devastating and the final total still unknown. Adel went to the lounge to crash when his pager went off yet again. Grabbing a quick cup of coffee to fight the fatigue that was setting in, he went to the ICU to respond to the latest page.
Adel entered the room indicated on his page to see a beautiful woman that looked remarkably similar to his Marie. Fatigue must be playing tricks on my mind; he thought to himself, Marie is safe in America. He looked at the chart for his Jane Doe but none of her injuries required his services. It was obvious she had deep wounds in her thigh and abdomen that would require daily care and several first degree burns on her back, she otherwise seemed to be in good health. "One of the lucky ones," he surmised, however the dread in his gut would not go away. He stared at her chestnut hair frazzled and singed from the fire but still as beautiful as the woman he came to care for so deeply. Her white skin look even paler after her heroin ordeal but it was still the same porcelain shade he had spent many nights staring at on his monitor. The lips split open with a small blister to the side appeared to be the same small thin mouth that his Marie teased him with frequently. His body was screaming in response to this helpless creature. The soft curves of her full body splayed nearly naked in front of him caused his cock to take notice.
Shaking his head, he left the room. "It is just not possible," he muttered to himself, "she just looks like her that is all. I will go home and find my princess waiting for me with her favorite toys to drive me to a heated frenzy." He walked over to the nurses' station to inquire about the page he received "This patient does not require an orthopedic consult. Why have you paged me?"
"She was calling out a name in her sleep. At first, we could not make it out but then it sounded like Adel. We were searching for identification in her pockets hoping by chance she had held onto her passport, but no such luck. We found a photo of a young man." The nurse looked at him unsure, "it's you," she said handing him the photo.
Adel stood their speechless. He held onto a picture of him sitting among satin pillows. The backdrop was of Egyptian pyramids. His skin oiled he only wore sandals and a white towel. His pose among the pillows was very erotic. The picture had been a birthday present for Marie meant only for her eyes. Adel's eyes got wide in horror; this could only mean one thing his Marie was laying helpless in that bed.
"Doctor who is she? Whom should we notify for treatment? Doctor? Doctor? You ok?" The nurse called after him as he absently walked back into the room. He sat down next to her bed and wept. How had this happen? How had he not known she was coming? Why was she on that plane? A million questions flew through his brain and not a single answer.
Anger and fear over took Adel's rational mind. He got up and flew back out to the nurses' station. "I want a full work up, blood, body scan, x-rays, any and all tests we are capable of in this hospital and I want them all done NOW," he demanded as he began to pace back and forth like a caged animal. His body tensed up, he clenched his fist, gritted his teeth and let out a low growl that escalated into a feral cry of anguish. He stormed off to his office in search of solitude.
Sitting behind his desk, Adel turned on the computer. Apart of him hoped that Marie would be waiting for him on messenger. He wanted this all to be some cosmic joke and that his Marie was safe and sitting behind her computer patiently waiting for him to get off work. His heart sunk into his chest when not only did he not find her online but also there was no message from her in his inbox. His fatigue-ridden body gave out and he fell asleep at his desk.
A knock at his door startled him awake, "Come in," he mumbled.
Dr. Siddiqui came in worry lines creasing his aging face, "You have the ICU nurses all in a tizzy. What has come over you? Since when do we run useless tests?" Sighing he continued, "This Jane Doe has already had all the tests done that she needs. If you had bothered to read her chart, you would have known that. She was distraught and calling out in her sleep. I gave her medication so she could sleep peacefully and heal. Again you would have known that had you just read her chart."
"I did read her chart before... before I knew who she was," Adel replied looking away. "You are right I behaved foolishly and with out cause. Please all I ask is that you keep me well informed of her condition. I want you to notify me the moment she wakes up. I realize this is not my case but please this is personal."
"You know this young lady?" Dr. Siddiqui raised his eyebrow in surprise.
