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Lynda couldn't help but smirk as she listened to everything that Nick had to say. When he was done and it was her turn to speak, she couldn't quite get the words out. She kept letting herself get lost in all those late-night study sessions and then weekend parties, with Nick and Lynda usually making out after his sweet talk. And then she goes to class with hickies and tries not to blush when asked about them. Finally, Lynda cleared her throat and then after pulling herself out of her medical memories, began to speak to him. "And you with your jet-black hair and that smooth smile," she said. "You always had a way of getting me to do anything you wanted," she smirked back with a warm and friendly tone. "Especially after a little wine, music and sweet talk," she added, still sounding warm and friendly.

Lynda then went on to speak again, this time with a little more seriousness to her friendly tone. "It's so good to hear your voice too Nick," she said. "And by the way, congratulations on the outstanding career you have made for yourself in Neurosurgery," she told him still sounding serious and yet warm at the same time. Then she went on to talk about what happened to her. "I'll have to tell you the whole story over some coffee sometime, but what I can tell you is this, I have four husbands, with whom I all love very much. Three of those husbands are fathers to my four boys, all of which I am very proud of," she said and then paused for a few minutes before she went on.

"Of course, I have a feeling my husband Ben and I, are going to be parents. I have been having a lot of morning sickness," she said. "Oh, and I own my own hospital in Viriginia City," she added. "Though I do need to do some house cleaning and hire a completely new staff of doctors and nurses and even interns," she chuckled and then she got serious as she changed the subject. Lynda then cleared her throat as she then changed the subject. "But enough about me and what's been happening," she told him as she got serious. "Anyway, Nick, the reason I was calling is because my stepson, Adam, has a sever brain injury and I need someone I can trust to come in and fix it," she told him. "I'm going to have some treatments done and I need someone I can trust and depend on to take care of my stepson while I'm out of commission," she told him. "So, do you think you would be willing to come to Virginia City for a while to help with Adam?" she asked him.

"Hey Nick....it's me Lynda Carter," she said with a smile, even though he couldn't see it. "Remember from out collage days at Johns-Hopkins?" she asked hoping he would remember her. Of course, they did try dating a couple of times, but nothing ever came of it. 

Lynda, who was in desperate need of a nero-surgeon, not only for her staff, but for her stepson as well. And though Lynda looked through hundreds of canidates, there was only one she knew that was the best and he just happened to be her old collage roommate. So, Lynda quicly looked up Nick Barkley and once she found his number, she picked up her office phone and dialed his number. Then she sat back in her office chair and waited until Nick answered his phone.