The DT Files

The DT Files

209: Ill

by SSJ04 Mewtwo

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Jane peeked her head in her brother's room. Seeing him asleep and seeing his keys on the nightstand, she crept over to get them. She needed to see how her best friend was doing, and she didn't think that now was the time for more of her yenta act. She reached over for the keys, but a hand gripped her wrist.

"What the hell are you doing?" Trent asked.

"Uh, thought you were asleep." Jane replied.

"You know damn good and well you don't have to go sneaking off to see Jessie behind my back." Trent said and Jane for once was the flustered one.

"Uh, I wasn't going to do that." Jane defended.

"Ok, then why would you need to grab my keys while I'm asleep?"

"Uh, food run..."

"You're lying," Trent said and then got a half grin on his face. "You going to tell me or should I just tickle it out of you?"

"Wait! Wait! I can't tell you."

"Why not?"

"Uh..."

"What's wrong with Daria?"

"Damn, you're being more perceptive than usual."

"Does this have something to do with her leaving the Zon like she did?" Trent asked.

"Yes, damn it, ok, grab your keys and I'll explain on the way."

"Cool." Trent said and quickly gathered himself and the two left.

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"Do you play rummy with all your patients?" Daria quipped.

"No, but I believe that your rash might be stress induced, but its development is too quick. I wish I was as bright as Dr. House(1)." Dr. Philips replied.

"Yo, any rash infected sarcastic outcasts here?"

"Hey Jane," Daria replied.

"Unfortunately, I'm not alone. Couldn't wrestle the keys from my brother without telling him the truth in where I'm going." Jane said hoping Daria believed her.

Trent?" Daria questioned and the doctor noticed her reaction to the boy that had just came into the room.

"Hey Daria. I threaten to tickle the truth out of her if she didn't tell me." Trent said with a grin.

"Oh shut up." Jane growled.

"friends, not family, right?" Dr. Philips questioned.

"Yeah, how could you tell?" Jane asked.

"Unlike her parents and her sister, Daria seemed, 'happy' to see the both of you. Hmmmm, you don't wear cheep cologne do you?" the doctor asked Trent.

"No, but the Zon hasn't been cleaned for months." Trent replied and Dr. Philips snapped his fingers.

"Bingo, stress plus dirty environment and we have our answer. I better go before your mother returns." Philips said and quickly left.

"Butcher," Daria began after he had left and Trent laughed. "Thought a hospital would be too sterile for you, Trent."

"I'm not bothered by it. I've had needles in me before." he replied and took a seat on the other side of the bed.
Moments later, Brittany, Jodie, Mac, and Kevin came in. Trent took up the pose of a guard dog, letting Jane and Daria talk. Quinn came in afterwards looking for Dr. Philips. Seeing that he wasn't here, Quinn noted Trent's presence.

"Don't you ever wash your clothes?" Quinn complained.

"Don't you have something better to do, like find a doctor to flirt with?" Daria said. Brittany and Kevin were too dumb to catch it, but Jodie, Mac, and Jane could catch the slight undertones that said that you have no reason to talk to him, Quinn.

"Mom's on the warpath...I don't want to be next." Quinn defended.

"Jane?" Jodie quietly questioned as the sisters Morgendorffer continued to talk.

"Uh..." Jane began not knowing what Jodie thought.

"You might be her best friend and know her the best, but I could tell from the way she reacted that Daria doesn't want her sister talking to..."

"Trent, he's my brother."

"Crush?" Jodie asked with a smile and Jane closed her eyes. Once Daria got out of here, she was going to kill her for not keeping the secret a secret.

"She's going to kill all of us." Jane remarked.

"Nah, Li won't let her kill a football player." Mac joked.

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Trent shook his head after coming back home. Quinn was certainly a pain in the butt, and what business of hers was it that he didn't clean his clothes. Although, they did need a washing. He did appreciate Daria distracting her. He sighed and wondered if he could find her a cleaner part of the club to watch them. He wondered if she could run the board. That might shut both Max and Nick up. They always argued over how the board made one sound good and the other sound like crap. He entered his room and grabbed his guitar and quickly headed for the basement. He had the urge to practice.

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1. I think you know what 'Dr. House' I'm referring to here. None of you can tell me that you haven't watched at least one episode.