Chapter 100: Your Wish Is My Command

"Is this a hospital room? It looks too grand to be one..." Despite her light-headedness, Wyonna could sense that something was not quite right with the place.

"This is Michael's rest area, for his use exclusively," Shane explained, looking a little contrived as he added, "It's more soundproof than the regular rooms."

"Then where's Michael? Why isn't he here yet?" Wyonna asked, puzzled as to why they would need a room that was 'more soundproof'.

As she spoke, Michael walked in, wearing a doctor's coat.

"What kept you? Quick, examine Wyonna and see if you could prescribe a treatment of some sort." Shane winked at Michael.

Comprehending what Shane was trying to imply, Michael proceeded to 'examine' Wyonna, shaking his head eventually. "Sorry, I tried. No medicine can be prescribed. You guys...you should work this out yourselves."

That said, he walked out, looking apologetic.