//------------------------------// // Hospital and familar face // Story: Anon-A-Miss: New Student // by vvHunterr //------------------------------// Logan sat in the chair in the Hospital's waiting room. His mother and her team were working on Sunset. It had been an hour so far. It shouldn't take this long...but he remembered that the chip was deeply lodged inside Sunset's skin and not to mention the fact that it was extremely close to her jugular, and if it broke, then it would be the end of Sunset. He pulled out his phone and went to check on the video he had posted. When he opened it, there were over a thousand comments. A lot of them expressing thier outright fury from knowing the horrible truth, while there were some claiming it to be a fake. WHAT?! THIS CAN'T BE REAL. THIS IS EDITED IT'S THE KIND OF THING SUNSET WOULD DO! I Can't believe this! All this time we were framing Sunset! I don't think she'll ever forgive us! we're fucked. We're so fucking screwed. He slightly smiled to himself. Now everyone was going to regret thier harsh actions towards Sunset. Just then a woman, who looked around his mother's age entered the room. She had dark brown hair and wore a blue skirt black shirt and a pair of heels. She also carried a bag with her. Logan didn't pay any mind to the woman until she heard him say "Oh my goodness! Logan is that you?!" Logan got a little creeped out as thier was someone who knew his name and he had no memory ever meeting them. "Um...hi?....Do I know you?" The woman gasped and smiled. "It is you, Logan! My, you've grown so much since I last saw you!" Now Logan was beginning to get really creeped out. Maybe I should call the cops He was about to until the woman said something that made him stop. "You probably don't remember me but you're mother and I were very close friends. We were even friends during our childhood." "Wait...really?" Logan asked. "You know my mother?" The woman nodded. "Mhm. I even babysat you when you were very little. Don't you remember me?" As if something clicked, the memories came back to Logan when he was only 4 years old and with a babysitter. "Wait..." Logan began to realize. "You remember?" The woman asked with a smile. "Oh my god! I remember now! You're Mrs. Ava!" "Please. Call me Theresa." The woman smiled kindly at him. Logan was amazed. "Wow...even after all these years I still remember. So when was the last time you saw my mother?" "The last time I saw her was when she retired from Abigail's Good Eats. There were so many memories that happened there. Heck, that's even where she met your father!" "Really?" Logan asked. "That's right. I'm telling you, I had never seen anyone who was able to make her smile and laugh. There was a spark in your fathers eyes and there was no doubt they were meant to be together." Theresa's smile started to fade. "And speaking of your father, I heard what had happene on the news. I even called your mother to tell her how sorry I am for her and your loss." "Thanks...It really means a lot to hear that." Logan smiled. "So I wonder who's the new owner now that my mom left." "You're looking at her." Theresa said with a smile. "Wait....you?" Logan did not see this coming. "You're the new owner?" Theresa nodded. "before your mom retired, she had taught me everything I needed to know to become the next owner of Abigail's. I promised her I would continue to carry on her resturaunt even after she left." Logan was about to say something Theresa reached into her bag. "Oh and this is why I came here. I wanted to give this to your mother to cheer her up." She handed Logan something wrapped in holiday paper. "It's from the old Abigail's staff team." Logan took the object. "So what brings you here, Logan?" "Oh, I'm just waiting. Someone's in the operating room right now...I don't know what I'll do if I lose her...she's very special to me." "I know things will get better, dear. Just stay strong and never give up hope." Logan smiled and said, "thanks. That really means a lot." The door that led to the hospital's hallway opened up and Abigail stepped inside. "Mom, is Sunset ok?" Logan immediatley asked. Abigail looked at her son and said, "The operation was a success. We were able to get the chip removed without harming any vital veins or structures, but she's still asleep from the anathesia, but she's going to be ok." Logan felt greatly relieved upon hearing the news. He had been waiting and was afraid about hearing the worse, Sunset never being the same...or worse...the thought made him shiver. "Abigail..." Theresa said. Abigail noticed Theresa for the first time. Like Logan, she did not recognize the woman who had said her name. "It's me...Do you remember me?" Theresa asked with hope. Abigail put her hand over her mouth and gasped. "Oh...my....god. Theresa...Is that really you?" But even after all these years, she still recognized her childhood friend. Theresa nodded and smiled. "It is you!" Abigail said happily. She went over to her friend and gave her a warm hug. "I haven't seen you since I left Abigail's! How are you?" "I've been doing great. And after all these years I still never forgot about you...we did everything together." Theresa said. "So how's Abigail's doing?" "It's going amazing. It's still running strong under my ownership. And none of it wouldn't have been possible without you." The words touched Abigail's hearts. Logan then remembered something. "Mom, this is something from the old Abigail's staff team." he said as he handed his mother the wrapped object. "Really? For me?" she asked. She took the wrapped object and opened it up. It was a black plaque with gold rims on it. It was a picture of Abigail when she was younger with her old staff team. underneath it was a message. Abigail, We know this is long overdue, but there are no words to describe the gratitude we have for you. You have founded and raised a generation that we had never thought was possible. Not only you are an amazing cook but an amazing person as well. We had all enjoyed working with you and would never forget all you had done for us. We had all heard about your loss and we want you to know that our thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family. We hope you can accept this small token of appreciation. Thanks for everything you do. Abigail put her hand over her mouth as she felt her heart melt. "Do you like it?" Theresa asked. "Like it...I love it!" Abigail exclaimed. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go check on Sunset."