"Huuuuu….haaaa. Huuuu…haaaa!!!!"
"Abby, our three hours are up. How do you feel?"
"I feel like I just healed a universe and need to move to an entirely different galaxy just to sleep. Just let me….hooonk….shuuuuuu. Hooooooonk…..shuuuu!!!!!"
"Goodnight, sister. You deserve the rest."
"I'M HERE. I'M HERE. WHERE IS SHE. I WANT TO THANK HER."
"Slow down, Miss. Who are you talking…..you're the blind grandma that my sister healed. This must be your family."
"This is. They didn't believe me at first that such a young girl healed me, but after a little convincing, I told them to come here and see for themselves. How is she?"
"She's resting. She healed many, and many came to believe because of her, but now she needs rest. If she uses too much of her power then..."
"I understand. I don't know where you all come from or who you are, but I am thankful. Please, can you thank her for me when she wakes?"
"So few of you."
"I'm sorry. Beg your pardon."
"There are so few Lepers. Out of the Ten that left, only one came back. Yes, I know that everyone she healed, they thanked her, but then they never turned around...except you."
"I just wanted to properly thank my healer. Are you leaving soon?"
"No, we're staying in town for a few weeks to hopefully get some building materials. Say, you guys can watch my sister."
"Us?
We….we...no. Our home is not profitable for such a girl."
"She's not just any girl. She is the Queen, and I, as the king, ask for a place to stay."
"Then she certainly wouldn't love our place. Our castle is no….'castle'."
"That's ok. We need her hidden, and if she stays with us, then she is sure to be spotted. Who knows what people would do if they found out her powers. They would try to take her healing for themselves and…..clone her!!! Please, all I ask is for you to watch after while we are away. Can you manage?"
"Our….our….we….."
"It's okay. As long as she is in your presence alone, she can heal. Where she goes, light goes. Stay with her and you will not experience turmoil ever again. Her presence will fix any repairs your house may have, and any illness you bring close to her. Your faith is what will help her heal, and in return, through faith, she will also heal you."
"How can I ever repay you? I heard of your family. Wolf, is it?"
"Yes."
"My son has learned stories of you and he says that your family is all dead except her. Is that true?"
".....It is."
"Then I couldn't possibly part you from your last."
"It's okay. I trust she will be safe in your hands. Here, take this sheet."
"What's this for her?"
"Keep her covered until you reach your place. I'd hate for people to find her and not only abuse her, but you also."
"Understood. We'll care for your queen as if she was one of our own."
"I don't doubt it. Now go."
"Sir, I have the volunteers ready. They are waiting outside. Wait, why are they taking your sister? Don't you need to stick together?"
"It's ok. I have faith in them. Do you know anybody who will trade services for wood?"
"I may have a few on hand. If you'll all follow me this way, it would be appreciated."
"Grandma, I told you she was real. I told you they were all real."
"Yes, you did, Max. Yes, you did."
"I want to test her powers out? Do you believe she really can heal anything?"
"Shh!!! Keep your voice down. Remember what Wolf said. If we abuse her, then we will be no different than the others who wish to do the same."
"I understand. It's just that I have a friend at school."
"No."
"But Grandma. She is so sweet and everything. She always helps any in need, but none have come to help her. Her wheelchair is old and she always dreams of one day touching ground. I always said I wanted to give her that feeling, but now I can actually do that. Please?"
"We'll talk about that later. For now, get inside and help me strap her down.
The rest of you, climb in. You might have to hold her."
"Laura, think of all the good we could do. The nursing home has been wrecked as of late, and your work in the hospital could use some help as well, I'm sure."
"Ben, not you too. Do not give into the temptation. Look at the role model you are setting on our grandson.
Is everyone in?"
"As much as we can be. Bring her in. She can sit here."
"Thank you. Here you go. Be gentle with her.
*Vrrrrerrrverrrerrr.*
"Try again. Must be the cold weather."
*Vrrrrerrrverrrerrr!!!!*
"Must be the hood. I'll check."
"Grandma, watch out."
"What….aaaaaghhh!!!!"
*CRASH*
*Vruoouuuoommmmm*
"WHAT THE HELL. GET OFF THE ROAD NEXT TIME, LITTLE…UGH. LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO MY CAR. YOU TOTALED IT. I JUST GOT IT FIXED. YOU BEST HAVE….*stish*"
"Is everyone ok?"
"*click, click, click.*
"Oh no. The doors stuck."
"So is my seat belt. I can't get out."
"Try harder."
"Hey, what's that man doing walking towards us? HEY!!!! HEY!!! IN HERE!!!!"
"I got you. I'll grab the handle and pull. Everyone, lean to one side."
"What's happening. Where am I."
"I got you? What the? The door fell off like it was nothing?"
"Huuuu!!!! Aaaahhhh!!!
Thank you."
"You're welcome. Are you ok? Sorry for the wreck, and your car. I just didn't see you. Wait…what the."
"Huh? What is it?"
"Where are your scars? I head on hit you. Your car is totaled, but you walk around like nothing happened?"
"HUuuu? Oh…look at that. Wolf, wasn't lying."
"Who…wh…..who is under the blanket in the backseat. It's moving around."
"The blanket…ohhh….it's nothing. Here, you're bleeding from top to bottom. Let us take you to the hospital."
"Get your hands off me. I'm not going anywhere until I get answers."
"Good evening. Welcome back to news with Falcon. The only news where you can get a bit of….."
"Turn your cameras!!! TURN YOUR CAMERAS!!!"
"Folks, this is why we stay inside during icy roads. As you can see, it is not for our safety, but yours."
"Zoom in on the family from the yellow car. They have no scratch, although their car is history. Now look at the driver of the red car. His car is trashed and so is him.
What the?"
"For starters, you are going to tell me how you have no scratches, and then you're going to tell me who is hiding under that blanket. Huuuuuu!!!!!! My God."
"Oh no. She's awake."
"Falcon, zoom in on the yellow car. ZOOM IN. Look. The car is healing itself and coming back together. What's happening?"
"Aaaaaawwwww!!! Where am I? What's happening out there?"
"Abby, stay in the car."
"He's bleeding. Here, let me help you."
"Abby, stay back."
"You car. It's totaled.
Yaaaaaaawn!! I'll fix it."
*click*
"I'm coming."
"What is this? Who is she? Who are you people? How did your car just heal itself from all scratches?"
"Ummm….Abby, stand by me."
"What happened?"
"We got in an accident, but it's all better now. We talked it over."
"No. No, it's not over. He's still bleeding."
"Little girl, what are you doing? Why are you touching me? I don't like to be touched. Huuuuu!!!!"
"Falcon!!!"
"I got it. Is she…..an alien? His face is healing. His body has no scars anymore."
"Th….the….thank you. Wait, where are you going now? Your car is that way."
"I know, but yours is not."
"Don't touch my car? What can you do too...MY CAR!!!!"
"I ask you. Take on your true form. Go back to the state you were new."
"How?"
"There. Like nothing happened."
"Where are you going now?"
"Back...to bed. Goodnight."
"Lady, explain. Who is she, and what just happened? Where does she come from?"
"Uhh….it's a long story. Please, just please; don't tell anyone.
*click*
Her brother doesn't want anybody to know she is here or else people will abuse her power. He entrusted us with her and we don't want any trouble. Just act like this day never happened.
Everybody, get in."
"CUT!!!
Post that!!! Post that!!! This story may be the one we need to save our press. Healing Queen. If she be the Queen, then where are the others, and are they just as powerful as she?
Follow that car!!!!!
"Wait, what's happening."
*knock, knock, knock.*
"Grandma, roll down your window. I think he wants to give us something."
*Terrrrrrmmmm*
"Can I help you?"
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry for my driving. I know I should not have been driving after I drank. That's my bad. You were on the side of the road, and it wasn't the slipperiness that caused the crash, but me."
"Okay. You're forgiven."
"Wait…wait…wait. I have a picture here of my youngest daughter. I don't know what or who Abby is, or if she physically has to touch something to heal it, but I don't care. Steph has been mute her whole life and we have to use a translator to try to pick up what she is saying. We've taught her sign language, but she shows a lack of interest to use it. If you could just hand this picture of her to Abby and have her touch it. I have faith that she will be healed through it."
"Vrrrooooomm…vrr..vrr..vr..vrr..vrr. *click*
"Hand me the picture."
"Thank you. Oh thank you."
"She's pretty."
"What's her name?"
"Abby, her name is Stephanie. I am sure that you two would be best of friends. If you could just touch her picture, I have faith that when I arrive home, she will be healed."
"I'm sure you are a great dad to her and have done your best to raise her. Here, take your picture back."
"You're not going to touch it?"
"There is no need. Your faith is what has made her well, and not me. Drive home, and along your way, she will be healed."
"Thank you. Thank you, Abby. I can't thank you enough."
"All I ask is for you not to exclude her. She can talk, but now needs to be taught words. Don't let that stop her from socializing."
"I won't. I promise. Thank you."
"No. Thank you. Thank you for sticking with her."
"Okay, now is everybody ready? Abby, I'm sure you can't wait to get home and rest."
"That would be much appreciated."
"Before you rest, I have to ask. Why did you heal him and all his inflictions, instead of resting. Wolf said."
"I didn't hear him say anything. Besides, did Jesus ever turn away the sick whenever he was tired?"
"No."
"Then neither will I."
*Vrooooom*
"Let's get you home."