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located in Montana, a part of Back Again, one of the many universes on RPG.




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Character Portrait: Ava Carmichael Character Portrait: Josh Callahan Character Portrait: Rachel Xue Character Portrait: Gavin Richmond Character Portrait: Dave McCluskey
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Time was passing by slowly and Ava didn't know if it was because nothing big was happening today at the hospital or because of the reunion that was happening later that night. It was later in the afternoon but she was anxious about getting out. She had been working in the emergency department but had decided to go to the other floors to see if there was more going on there. Normally if the day had been slow, she'd stay in the ED and catch up on patient reports and her nursing notes, but since the ED was normally slow, she had caught up on all of her extra work.

The pediatric floor was always a fun place to be. Most of the patients that showed up had usually suffered minor injuries. Broken bones, sprained ankles, some stitches, little things really. She liked to entertain them. Making them smile was a top priority aside from treating their main problem. The kids loved her in turn too. After all when your nurse is blowing up gloves and treating them like balloons, handing out lollipops like she was Oprah, and giving out stickers, most kids would like their nurse. She just didn't want to see them upset, or anyone upset for that matter, not when she knew she could make them feel better.

For the time being, she went up the Family Care floor where most of the adults were seen for non-emergencies. She had entered from the back where all the offices were and where some of the doctors hid to get away from their crazier patients. There she found doctor Carlson. "Hi Dan! Anything good going on here? I'm desperate for something to do." She held her hands up in a plea. At this point, Ava would do anything to keep herself busy.

"Got a few basic check-ups you can help me with. Just get some vitals and do some routine assessments. I think his name was... David? Interested?"

"Yes, oh yes! Thank you!" She was so pleased to finally have something to do she hardly looked at the patient's chart for any background information or at least a last name. Moving towards the front of the offices she came round to the waiting room. There were a few people milling around. Some she she recognized and some she didn't. Even thought the town was small, Ava didn't know everyone, it would be nearly impossible to memorize more than 300 names and faces.

"David?" She called out. Finally looking down at the chart, she searched for the patients last name and she froze. Dave McCluskey. Former football jock and popular guy-everyone-wants-or-wants-to-be, Dave. "McCluskey?" She stammered out the last name. It had been six years since the last time she saw him, and it hardly seemed that he changed. If anything he probably got better looking and bigger than the last time she saw him. When he looked up from his magazine, she forced a smile to her face. Maybe he wouldn't recognize her. After all, she had cut her hair and looked a little bit older. Then again, he had been friends with Josh and saw them together all the time. Good thing was at least she knew someone else would be coming to the reunion.


The car in front of him was finally coming together. Since coming back to Virginia Falls he got back to his little project that he had left behind. The old shell of the 1965 shelby cobra was nothing but an old shell anymore. It still looked like a piece of junk one would pick up from the scrap yard, but the engine was completely fixed up and it actually had wheels on it. When he first found the car with his brother in an abandoned barn miles away from the town line, he felt like he had stumbled upon buried treasure. It was completely picked apart but he had sworn he would fix it up and make the car like new again. And now staring at the heart of the car, he couldn't help but smile.

This was why he use to spend so much time at the garage after school. Being with others and going to after school events, wasn't his thing. Not when he had this project waiting for him. He had devoted all his time and younger years to this car. He was never able to get it to work somehow. Scouring junk yards and buying parts online was all that he seemed to do. Trying to find all the right pieces and waiting for them to come in the mail had taken a while. Which was partially the reason why he was never able to get it up and running.

His brother would of loved to work with him on the masterpiece this would become. Like his brother, Gavin had a love for old cars. Fixing them up and seeing the finished project was well worth the time, money, and effort. Before Gabe died, he had taught him all he needed to know about fixing up cars. His father had been around to help them both too, but Gavin liked to be with Gabe. After all, he was his hero growing up and was the reason why Gavin was so fixed on getting this car to work.

Wiring the car together, he heard the engine spark up and finally roar to life. "Woo, listen to that thing purr," he heard his dad say.

''She's gonna be a beauty, still have a long way to go, but when she's done she'll be worth around $60,000."

"Wow, don't sell it though. That car is priceless. Anyway, got a call from the VF police department. Need you to pick up a broken down mustang. Can you go on and do it? I rather stay here and wait for your mom to get back from the hospital."

''Yeah, I'll go pick it up." Hopping into the tow truck, he drove down to the location his father had given him. He saw someone by the side of the road and pulled up behind the mustang. Getting out of the car he walked up to the officer who was waiting and stuck his hand out for a hand shake. ''Hey man, I'm from Richmond's garage. Came to pick up the car for Mrs. Xue... Didn't I go to school with you?" He swore he looked like someone back from high school, but couldn't put his finger on it.