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said_scarlett) wrote2006-12-13 04:47 pm
said_scarlett) wrote2006-12-13 04:47 pm
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Advent Fic #14
Title: Christmas For The Dead
Fandom: Kingdom Hospital
Pairings: N/A
Rating: PG
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angelstgabriel
Prompt: A happy Christmas for Mary
Spoilers: Spoilers for episodes 5 and 6
Summary: Even ghost children longed for a visit from the good St Nick....
There is no amount of decorations or Christmas carols or candy-canes in hot cocoa that can turn a hospital a friendly and warm place. Not Kingdom Hospital, at least. Even in the grips of the festive holiday season the place remained as it always did - dark, gloomy and foreboding. The very walls seemed to suck the joy from each line of tinsel and every glittering ornament.
There was no merriment in Kingdom Hospital. The dead and the dying found no joy in the season or celebration of the live. And the dead and the dying held sway over the building. They tainted the pleasures of the living.
The halls of the hospital were cold.
But there was one spirit within the walls that yearned for the warm glow of a pleasant Christmas. All children look to the sky with snowflakes and bells in their eyes when December the twenty fifth grows close. Even children who had slipped loose the mortal coil. Perhaps they long for flying reindeer and bags of toys more than the rest. They understand that stories and fairy tales are often rooted in truth.
The doctors began to notice strange things. Stranger than normal. Strings of tinsel gone missing. Empty spaces on trees where candy canes had once hung. Small things going missing in the dead of night. Some blamed the homeless who often sought solace within the walls. Some ignore the theft. And some, the ones who had seen and heard and understood, they blamed the restless spirits.
Down in the Old Kingdom, there was a change. The drab and dirty corridors held spots of brightness. Here a hint of holly, there a flash of gold bow. Small things appearing in the dead of night. Brought to this place by the restless spirits. Or rather, one restless spirit.
Dr. Hook saw Blondie, Otto’s devoted German Shepard, heading down to the old halls with a branch of pine in his teeth. He told no one. Dogs did love sticks, after all.
Dr. Massingale turned away from her mug of hot chocolate for a moment and when she turned back, it was gone. She blamed Elmer. He’d do anything for her attention, after all.
Dr. Draper hung a stocking in her small and cramped office. She filled it with marshmallow filled Santa’s, a treat for when she needed it. At the end of the day, it was empty. She decided to lock her office after that.
Dr. James kept a faded old Santa hat in his office. He wore it when he made his rounds, believing that the small gesture brought a surge of Christmas cheer. He left it in the pediatrics ward when called away suddenly by an emergency. He never did find it.
Dr. Stegman discovered his desk overflowing with holiday knick-knacks. He’d made it quite clear that he held no stock with the holiday. He blamed it on Brenda - the foolish woman always tried to get him involved.
All was not well within Kingdom Hospital. But there were matters of medicine to attend to, and the missing decorations were forgotten. They would turn up or they wouldn’t. And if they didn’t…. what did the sick care for a few empty spaces?
But beneath the floors and the lights and the rooms of the sick and dying, there was a warmth that hadn’t been there before. There was a strange sense of peace, a quiet in the stirring of the spirits on who’s bones the hospital lay.
Somewhere in the Old Kingdom, hidden within an old and abandoned examining room - one which didn’t exist in the hospital itself - a little girl wrapped her hands around a mug of cocoa and leaned against a large anteater wearing a faded Santa Claus hat.
Fandom: Kingdom Hospital
Pairings: N/A
Rating: PG
Written for:
angelstgabrielPrompt: A happy Christmas for Mary
Spoilers: Spoilers for episodes 5 and 6
Summary: Even ghost children longed for a visit from the good St Nick....
There is no amount of decorations or Christmas carols or candy-canes in hot cocoa that can turn a hospital a friendly and warm place. Not Kingdom Hospital, at least. Even in the grips of the festive holiday season the place remained as it always did - dark, gloomy and foreboding. The very walls seemed to suck the joy from each line of tinsel and every glittering ornament.
There was no merriment in Kingdom Hospital. The dead and the dying found no joy in the season or celebration of the live. And the dead and the dying held sway over the building. They tainted the pleasures of the living.
The halls of the hospital were cold.
But there was one spirit within the walls that yearned for the warm glow of a pleasant Christmas. All children look to the sky with snowflakes and bells in their eyes when December the twenty fifth grows close. Even children who had slipped loose the mortal coil. Perhaps they long for flying reindeer and bags of toys more than the rest. They understand that stories and fairy tales are often rooted in truth.
The doctors began to notice strange things. Stranger than normal. Strings of tinsel gone missing. Empty spaces on trees where candy canes had once hung. Small things going missing in the dead of night. Some blamed the homeless who often sought solace within the walls. Some ignore the theft. And some, the ones who had seen and heard and understood, they blamed the restless spirits.
Down in the Old Kingdom, there was a change. The drab and dirty corridors held spots of brightness. Here a hint of holly, there a flash of gold bow. Small things appearing in the dead of night. Brought to this place by the restless spirits. Or rather, one restless spirit.
Dr. Hook saw Blondie, Otto’s devoted German Shepard, heading down to the old halls with a branch of pine in his teeth. He told no one. Dogs did love sticks, after all.
Dr. Massingale turned away from her mug of hot chocolate for a moment and when she turned back, it was gone. She blamed Elmer. He’d do anything for her attention, after all.
Dr. Draper hung a stocking in her small and cramped office. She filled it with marshmallow filled Santa’s, a treat for when she needed it. At the end of the day, it was empty. She decided to lock her office after that.
Dr. James kept a faded old Santa hat in his office. He wore it when he made his rounds, believing that the small gesture brought a surge of Christmas cheer. He left it in the pediatrics ward when called away suddenly by an emergency. He never did find it.
Dr. Stegman discovered his desk overflowing with holiday knick-knacks. He’d made it quite clear that he held no stock with the holiday. He blamed it on Brenda - the foolish woman always tried to get him involved.
All was not well within Kingdom Hospital. But there were matters of medicine to attend to, and the missing decorations were forgotten. They would turn up or they wouldn’t. And if they didn’t…. what did the sick care for a few empty spaces?
But beneath the floors and the lights and the rooms of the sick and dying, there was a warmth that hadn’t been there before. There was a strange sense of peace, a quiet in the stirring of the spirits on who’s bones the hospital lay.
Somewhere in the Old Kingdom, hidden within an old and abandoned examining room - one which didn’t exist in the hospital itself - a little girl wrapped her hands around a mug of cocoa and leaned against a large anteater wearing a faded Santa Claus hat.