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[color=gray]Mia watched Linda exit the office of the doctor and she felt a slight sense of relief. Seeing a familiar face, one who knew and understood her, made her less afraid. She frowned when she saw the look on Linda's face and everyone else surrounding her. Linda addressed her and Mia listened feeling apprehensive. Something was very wrong and the assistant's words confirmed it. This couldn't be good, if doctor Stanton wasn't able to greet them personally, something terrible must have happened. Everyone looked utterly shocked, it made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She feared for the doctor. The police was getting involved too. Mia started to doubt the doctor was still alive. She didn't want to think those thoughts, but she had this horrible feeling she could not shake. A pit in her stomach. 

[color=lightgray]"Mia... it's Stanton, he is dead, and I am pretty sure you do not want to see the body."[/color]

She gasped and her hand shot up to muffle any more sounds she might have made, her purse fell on the floor with a soft thud. The fig cookies she'd made for the doctor were probably all jumbled and broken. Mia looked at Cole in disbelief. She turned to Linda for support, only to find a nod of confirmation. 
[color=Thistle][i]Oh.....[/i][/color]
Mia didn't know what to say or think. She felt overwhelmed by feelings of sadness and confusion. The poor doctor....
She fixated on a flickering light bulb, unable to say or do much of anything. She breathed slowly, trying to control her feelings. How did it happen? What if he was alone when he died? How horrible, to leave this world without anyone by your side. Mia blinked a few times, these thoughts were making her feel even worse. She drew in a sharp breath and turned to the rest of the group, to see how they were doing. Mia was careful not to look into the direction of the doctor's office, scared of any glimpse she would catch through the doors. Whatever had happened to him, she preferred to keep a mental image of the doctor Stanton as he was. Sitting in his chair with an understanding smile and kind eyes. 

Things happened very quickly after that and Mia witnessed it all as a silent bystander. Serena and Russell took quick action, teaming up as two trained professionals. In a matter of minutes police officers were spreading out throughout the hallway, along with several medical professionals. For some strange reason Mia held onto the unrealistic hope they could still help doctor Stanton, which she of course knew not to be true. Mia watched as everyone was questioned by the police. Meanwhile she tried to think of what she would say. When one of the officers approached her she switched on her impeccable manners, which considering the circumstances she was in, looked strange. She answered politely, with a friendly and forced smile. It was more akin to someone asking her for directions, instead of answering related to a crime. 

Eventually they left her to her own devices without too much hassle. Keandre wasn't so lucky. They wanted to take him with them to the station. Mia didn't understand why they singled him out, Linda stood next to the officers, but did not try to intervene. She frowned, listening in as the conversation continued between the officer and Keandre. He didn't want to go, which she could empathise with. This wasn't easy.   

She watched Linda leave down the stairs. Mia respected her, taking the responsibility of telling the doctor's wife and family. It may be easier coming from someone they knew. It left her however at a loss. Mia couldn't go home yet. Her parents didn't know where she really was. If she went home they were going to question her. Mia wasn't confident she could lie to them convincingly with the way she was feeling now. The misery of losing doctor Stanton would be all over her face. She needed to take a breather. Mia weighed out her options. She could go with Keandre to the station. They wouldn't allow her to linger around here, it was a crime scene after all. Sure she could go to a cafe somewhere, sip on a warm cup of calming tea for another hour or two. Would that really do her any good though, being alone with her thoughts? It was the easier more comfortable choice, to just pretend like it was a regular night, drink her favorite tea. 

Mia approached the officer who spoke to Keandre, she touched his arm lightly to draw his attention.
"[color=Thistle]Excuse me Sir, I'd also like to visit the station with my....[/color]" She contemplated what to call Keandre, a fellow patient just didn't sit right with her. They were all here for obvious reasons, but there was no need to point that out harshly. 
"[color=Thistle]Keandre, I heard you wanted him to go with you to the station, I'll join him if that's okay with you[/color]"

The sound of the elevator made her look in that direction. It was a man. He looked unkempt, like he'd spent a night out onto the streets. Mia was glad to be surrounded by police officers, especially when the man insisted he'd speak to either Serene and Russell, or anyone else of their group. Keandre was starting to walk into his direction. Mia felt the need to stop him, but only ended up getting her purse from the floor and walking closer to the officer she'd talked to earlier. [/color]