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[bythewaves]

Hey, you reached Arnold Benedict of the Benedict Gallery!
Sorry, I can't answer the phone right now but leave a message and I'll get back to you soon.
Bye~!

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[bythewaves]

[ Waking up REALLY FAST NOW ]

Sick? Liam what's wrong?

[arrowpoint]

It's like a really bad flu, but they're taking tests. Could be something else.

[Something more serious is implied in the tone.]

...I really don't feel good.

[bythewaves]

[ On the phone the soft rustle of sheets and his mother's sleepy voice - Lisa is home, it seems - Arnold? Is that Liam? ]

Tests? What're they looking for? [ Yep awake and worried, and he's up and moving, with a kiss for Lisa Something's wrong babe, I need to go ]

Liam, what aren't you saying? What's the matter?

[arrowpoint]

[Hearing those whispers, Liam shakes his head but it can't be seen through the phone.]

No, don't come here, you can't. I'm in like... quarantine.

[Liam has to pull away the phone to have an unpleasant sounding coughing fit before he can reply.]

I don't know, the doc won't tell me, but it could be something bad.

[bythewaves]

[ Liam? Baby what's wrong? Arnold why can I hear him coughing? his mother's voice

I don't know love, I'm going to find out. Go back to bed, you had a long day ]

Liam, if you're in quarantine this isn't a normal cold. I'm on my way down. Where are you? In Las Vegas or Locke?

[arrowpoint]

[Part of him doesn't want to tell his dad where he is. He should stay away from people in case it's whatever Dr. Strider thought it was... but the other part of him, a stronger part of him at this moment, really wanted his dad. He thinks about it for a long time while the sound of his slightly labored breathing can be heard.]

...I'm in Locke. At this clinic on [name] street. But it's locked up, and you really shouldn't come anyway.

[bythewaves]

[ While he thinks Arnold kisses Lisa goodbye, and she calls out that Liam Get well soon, baby, okay? and gets dressed. By the time Liam answers, there is the sound of chopper blades audible ]

I'm your father. [ Firm, nothing of the usual ditzy airhead ] I'm coming Liam, the chopper is warming up, I should be there soon. Hang on, okay?

[arrowpoint]

[He groans.]

Dad... are you really taking the chopper? It's only three hours, you can take the limo.

[...Yes, your son is suggesting using the low gas mileage limo instead of the electric car. Something is wrong.]

[bythewaves]

The chopper is faster. I'll plant a tree after, okay? Liam... [ gently ] I'll be there soon, okay? You'll be fine.

[arrowpoint]

[Liam sniffles in either tears or from illness - perhaps both, as his voice is shaky when he speaks.]

I love you, Dad. And Mom and Keira too. You'll tell them later, right?

[bythewaves]

You'll tell her yourself [ almost yelling, as the blades whip up ]

Because you'll be fine. I love you, Liam. Your mom loves you, and so does your sister. You'll be fine.