(Note that this takes place before the events in Molly's home)<br/><br/>It was only a couple of hours after Camille met Molly and already, she was dreaming of the special night to come.  She was already gathering her notes and trying to decide what clothes to wear for the night but as what almost always seemed to happen, duty was about to call.<br/><br/>"Dr. LeCroix?  We have a patient in the lobby that looks like he is bloodied up pretty badly."  Jennifer, her receptionist, called out over the intercom.<br/><br/>"I will be right there, Mon Ami.  Merci."  Camille responded as she started to go out of her office with her clipboard in her right arm and head out the few steps to the lobby.  Looking at the young man with the bloodied up shirt, she let out a small shock when she first saw him.  "Sacre Bleu!  How did your shirt get this bloody?"  She asked, getting into her caring and healing mode.