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d1xonss · 10 months

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Desert Rose

Chapter 12 ~ Cherokee Rose

✧ Pairing : Daryl Dixon x Rose

✧ Era : Season 2

✧ Word Count : 3.1k

In this chapter ~ When the rest of the group was informed about all the recent events, it was clear they became fearful, wanting to formulate some sort of plan. After reuniting all together at the farm, they are left with the anticipation if Rose would pull through. Meanwhile, the search for Sophia continues.

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Lori and Maggie eventually made it back to the farm safely and the woman jumped off the horse in a flash, rushing inside to see her son and her husband. Unimaginable relief filled Rick's chest the moment she walked through the door, safe and unharmed. However he quickly informed her that she needed to give a blood transfusion in order for them to perform the surgery Rose needed. To keep her alive.

Upon hearing that, Lori gladly went over to have her blood drawn as quickly as possible. Just seeing how pale she had gotten, how terrible this all escalated in just a few hours, it was a lot to process.

Although Lori hadn't interacted much with Rose she was still a part of the group, and had kept her son safe countless times since she stepped foot in their camp. And because of that, Lori knew she could trust her, and if giving her blood helped her stay alive, she would do it in an instant.

Carl never left Rose's side the entire time she laid there so still in the bed. All he wanted was for her to be okay as he constantly watched Hershel work and check on her more times than he was able to count. He just wordlessly sat there holding her hand, hoping Shane would be back soon so they could use the supplies they found to save her.

The two men hadn't come back yet even though it had been hours, but all the rest of them could do was wait and hope for the best. Even if the minutes were slowly ticking away at her fate.

"Shot? What do you mean shot?" Dale asked the group as they made their way back over to the RV, explaining why only a third of the group emerged from the woods.

"God, I don't know Dale. All I know is that this girl rode in on a horse, telling us my best friend got shot and took Lori so she could give her a blood transfusion, I think. It all happened too fast, they kept talking about blood types..." Glenn rambled.

Dale just stood there with wide eyes and his mouth slightly parted, not knowing what to say as they all dumped this information on him. But he couldn't get a word in even if he tried, Daryl already beating him to the punch as he gathered himself.

"I dunno about y'all but m' headin out. Gonna make sure she's okay." he said while heading to his bike, not sparing them a second glance.

"Right behind you." Glenn muttered, walking with him as he too couldn't stop worrying about what was happening to her.

Carol stuttered, "W-Wait! We can't leave, my daughter is still out there." she said before they were able to take off.

Carol was concerned about Rose, of course she was. But she needed to find her daughter and didn't want to just leave the highway in case she somehow came back.

"Yeah, well y'all can stay here and wait but m' not." Daryl argued.

"Okay, wait, hold up Daryl," Dale said to catch his attention, "This group is split enough as it is, we have to plan this. How about we wait until tomorrow morning and if she's still not back we'll leave her a sign, some supplies, and come back every day to check and see if she came back before heading to this... farm." he ranted.

"Great, you guys do that. I gotta get to Rose." Daryl responded.

"Jesus Christ Daryl, she's going to be okay. Why are you so persistent about getting to her anyway?" Andrea asked with a hand on her hip.

Daryl's eyes narrowed at her as he seemed to clam up, not knowing what to say. He knew the reason he wanted to get to her so badly, but he didn't want to admit it out loud. At least not yet. He could barely even admit it to himself. It was a tough pill to swallow that his redneck ass had actually formed a schoolboy crush on her.

Andrea scoffed at his silence, "Oh okay, yeah I get it." she said in a tone that got under his skin.

"Look, she's a few miles away from us, dyin for all we know, why aren't you people more concerned?!" Daryl snapped.

"We are!" Dale defended, "But someone has to be thinking clearly right now, and I think splitting us up even more isn't going to do us any good."

Daryl only scoffed, fed up with the whole conversation and the constant back and forth that was only wasting more time.

Though Glenn stayed quiet as he listened. Both of them had good points and although he didn't want to be clueless of what was happening on that farm, in his head he made up his mind. After debating back and forth for a few lingering seconds of silence that was spared, he figured they could wait just one more night.

He dreadfully walked closer to Daryl to speak quieter to the man, hesitant on what he was about to say, "Listen they...they might be right."

"What?" Daryl asked sharply.

"Look, I want to get to her just as bad as you do," he stated, causing the man to glare daggers at him from the subtle assumption.

But Glenn scoffed at his expression, "Don't look at me like that, I've seen the way you treat her versus how you treat anyone else around here. My point is...I want to get there too, but let's just wait one more night and then first thing tomorrow we can head to the house all together. Let's just avoid the fight."

Daryl was taking in his words carefully. Had he really been that obvious that he was growing to care for her? Did the others know like he did? Reguardless, he was about to protest further but then Glenn cut him off.

"Do you really want to sit there and watch her be in pain? Hear her scream? I don't know what they have to do to help her but it must be pretty bad if she needs blood. I don't want to watch her go through that." he admitted.

The truth was, that's what scared Daryl too. Genuinely scared to go there and see her because he didn't want to see what had happened to her, he dreaded it in fact. He just wanted to picture her like the last time he saw her. Having a small smile on her face, and a light behind her eyes which he could only assume was hope to find Sophia, before she headed off with Rick.

He didn't say anything, but he nodded once, finally giving into staying one more night.

Carol saw him get off his bike and sighed in relief, "Thank you, thank you both." she said to the men.

Daryl just nodded again, hoping she couldn't see the slight annoyance that filled him at the idea of waiting. He hated waiting. He didn't have enough patience to wait around for something, and his mind almost couldn't handle it with the number of thoughts that constantly clouded over his head. And this was no different, in fact it might be worse.

But he swallowed his pride for once in his life and respected Carol's wishes seeing as she was going through enough already. He just silently headed into one of the nearby abandoned cars to sleep, hoping that tomorrow would come faster that way.

However, the truth was, the next morning couldn't come soon enough and both Glenn and Daryl were itching to get there as fast as possible. Daryl didn't sleep hardly at all that night, and it felt like days before the sun finally began to rise. But the second everyone was awake, they all gathered their things, left a sign for Sophia along with some food and water, and headed towards the house.

They raced down the many dirt roads in the limited vehicles they had left before taking a sharp turn towards where they were instructed. Daryl kept repeating the directions in his head, the woman's voice playing like a broken record as he kept an eye out for the mailbox that she mentioned. Once they had finally passed it, it wasn't long before a big white farmhouse came into view, only causing him to pick up speed.

Once the remainder of them finally arrived and pulled through the metal gates towards the entrance, they all squinted to see Rick and Lori, standing on the porch waiting for them to come up. They all collectively raced out of their vehicles and Daryl nearly ate shit trying to get off his bike, jogging up to the couple before anyone else could.

"How is she? She okay?" he asked them, trying to hide the panic in his voice.

Rick smirked slightly to himself, "She's okay, she's going to be okay." he confirmed.

Daryl sighed a bit quietly in relief though he heard Glenn do the same from just a few inches behind him, a pressure being lifted from his chest at the news. The rest then started to come up and greet them on the porch with hugs and relieved smiles, but Daryl just stepped aside. A part of him wanted to go inside and see her, but he was nervous. He wanted to prepare himself to see the state she was in. His mind could only imagine so much as to what she looked like after everything that had happened to her.

But it seemed his decision was made for him as Hershel then came outside to introduce himself to the new people and explained a little bit more of what happened to Rose. He said she was resting but he didn't expect her to wake up for a little while longer, as he only finished the surgery a few hours prior. Maybe that was a good enough excuse to stay away for a while longer.

The older man then asked everyone if they would want to gather around to have a small ceremony for a man they lost. Otis had sacrificed himself in order to save Rose according to what Shane told the group, died from a herd of walkers that somehow tore through the high school. Everyone agreed instantly and slowly trailed out to an open field, standing quietly while Hershel said a few words about him and read from the bible. Patricia, Otis's wife turned towards Shane after a few moments of silence, asking if he would tell the story of how it happened. And he did, not wanting to deny as he felt he didn't have a choice.

The story that he told was long and drug out, as the man wasn't able to look at a single person in the eye when speaking about what had happened. Though everyone seemed to believe his words and sympathized for the family...everyone except Daryl.

He knew Shane was lying straight through his teeth, but kept his mouth shut about saying anything at all about the fairytale he told. He knew in the back of his mind that no one would believe him if he were to speak up about it anyway. And the only person who would, was currently unconscious.

After the service for Otis, Glenn didn't waste anymore time as he rushed into the house to find the room she was in, seeing his friend lying almost lifeless on the bed looking deathly pale. His eyes widened drastically as he sped over to her on the right side of the bed and grabbed her hand with tears in his eyes, moving some of the hair from her face.

He started to whisper things to her as if she could hear him, getting everything off of his chest as he began to feel guilty for this happening to her. He didn't know why, the events had nothing to do with him, yet he still felt terrible that she was put in this position. Perhaps he should've protested about her leaving to begin with. Though he knew it was wrong to think like that, he almost couldn't help it.

"I'm sorry about your girlfriend."

Glenn's head suddenly snapped back up towards the doorway, seeing a younger shorthair girl standing there with obvious sympathy.

He was taken off guard at the assumption as he quickly shook his head, "Oh no, she's not my girlfriend. We're just friends. Well... I think she's my best friend, but she might disagree with that one." he said jokingly.

She laughed a little with a slow nod in understanding, "Well, sorry to assume. I just saw you and the guy with the crossbow were both real worried about her."

Glenn thought back for a moment at the obvious concern Daryl was showing for his friend, smirking to himself about the possibilities. But he just silently nodded to the girl in appreciation before turning back to Rose.

Back outside the house Rick, Daryl, Shane, and Hershel were all looking at a map on the hood of a car, trying to figure out the best plan for finding Sophia. They all quickly realized there was a lot of ground to cover, and with how long she had been missing, it would probably take a lot longer to track her down than they had hoped.

"How long has the girl been lost?" Hershel asked.

"This is day three," Rick responded, then looked back towards the map, "This is perfect, we can finally get this thing organized."

"We'll grid the whole area and start searching in teams." Shane said.

But Hershel was quick to shake his head, "No not you, with the way you hurt your ankle, push it now and you'll be laid up for a month. No good to nobody." Hershel told him.

"Alright then it's just us today." Rick said to Daryl.

"Nah, we should split up. I'll go east a little ways and you check around this area." he said pointing north.

Rick furrowed his brow, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. M' better on my own." he responded.

Rick nodded his head before they continued discussing about how more people would go out tomorrow so they could actually start doing this right. The large setback they had was bad enough as it was, but now knowing that the girl could've gone farther was the thing now weighing them down.

But Daryl found himself volunteering to go out on his own simply because he needed the distraction. He couldn't bring himself to go in and see Rose just yet, he had no idea what he would be walking into. So he decided to make himself useful and help look for Sophia for the time being, wanting to be able to finally bring her back safe.

Rick noticed however, how frantic Daryl was the second he saw him, how so clearly he cared without even fully realizing it for himself. But he was since left confused as to why the man hadn't just gone up to see him for herself, not even to check on her once.

So when the group eventually split after they were done talking out the details, Rick took the opportunity to get some answers out of him.

"Hey," Rick called after Daryl before he had a chance to get away. "Did you go in and see Rose yet?" he asked.

Daryl shook his head, "Nah."

"Well, why not? You seemed pretty concerned when you first got here." he said.

Daryl shrugged, "Just wanted to hear she was okay. Now come on, we ain't got all day, we got a little girl to find." he said bluntly before walking away a bit quicker than usual.

Rick smiled to himself knowingly, but turned around and went on pretending like he didn't know a damn thing.

The minutes had slowly turned into hours since Daryl went out on the lookout for Sophia, and since they hadn't found a thing. He was searching high and low for any type of sign that she could be nearby or maybe passed through recently, but was left with nothing as he continued his search. He felt defeated under the scorching sun, growing more tired than he was ever willing to admit as he continued to push himself to the limits.

But suddenly, he came across an older white house, barely coming into view across the large field and decided to check it out just in case she could be hiding out there.

He walked up to the front door, trying to listen for walkers before kicking the door open with a loud bang, signaling the corpses towards the noise if there was any in there to begin with. When there was only silence, he slowly stepped in and down the longer hallway, searching room after room he came across. Nothing quite caught his eye as he scanned around every inch throughly, just a trashy house that was abandoned a long time ago.

Even the very last room towards the end didn't leave him with a lot of hope, just a bunch of cans and trash surrounding the floors. That is until something managed to catch his eye. A larger cupboard tucked in the corner was left open just enough for him to catch a glimpse at what was inside. It was small, maybe nothing, but a pillow and a blanket on the floor along with some opened food that had been picked apart recently.

To him it was a sign. Maybe it wasn't Sophia that was hiding in there, but it was a sign to keep looking. After checking the whole house, with no other sign of the girl, he hesitantly walked out the back door with the intention to head back to Hershel's farm. That is until something else caught his attention out of the corner of his eye.

From a good few feet away, there sat some flowers blooming fairly close to the house he just cleared. He began walking over to them slowly, only to find out that they were Cherokee roses, to which he knew quite well. These flowers were very beautiful and had a backstory behind them that he would never forget, which only caused the wheels to turn faster in his head. He thought of Carol, how these flowers must have bloomed for Sophia, and decided to pick one off to take back to her and share the story he had come to know. To give her a little bit of hope that she needed.

He turned around with the intention of leaving to head back, but then out of the clear blue, Rose suddenly crossed his mind. He turned to look back at the flowers again, debating if he should take one to her too, or if he should just leave it be. Maybe she would appreciate it, love it even. Or maybe she didn't even like flowers at all, thinking it was pointless to receive something that would only die in just a few days. Daryl didn't know her thoughts behind something like this...but he knew her. And that was good enough for him.

So, after overthinking it for far too long, he walked back over to quickly pick another one and headed towards the farm again, before he changed his mind.

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ceciliasthings · 2 years

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" A second chance " (1/2)

Summary: Eugene lost his wife Max to illness He is now a single father to a beautiful baby girl named Rosie. A year later you join communhealth as a guard, you have feelings for him but will he be able to reciprocate?

Eugene never thought he would go through that again, losing someone he loved before his eyes he thought he would only go through it when it was with him but as we never know tomorrow, There he was again staring at the white walls of the hospital sitting in a waiting room with his one year old baby on his lap sleeping peacefully.

A few months ago Max was complaining of headaches he thought it was due to stress and also the baby but the headaches got worse until one day she fainted, That was one of the worst news he got she had a brain tumor that was like a punch in the stomach for him, he couldn't lose his daughter's mother the only person who ever loved him,At that moment he was praying for his beloved to be okay and that in a blink of an eye she would be home again..

He was so lost in his prayers that he didn't hear Tomy open the waiting room door, he walked towards Eugene and put a hand on his shoulder, Eugene he turned his head sharply towards Tomi and quickly asked him.

- How is Max? Did everything go well with the surgery?

Tomy frowns and trying to find the right words he says- Eugene.... I'm so sorry.. we did everything we could but she couldn't take it..

- No!! She can't have died she's strong it must be some mistake!! I need to see her immediately..-He gets up but Tom tries to stop him.

- Eugene, I know this is a sensitive time for you, but please think of your daughter.. you need to be strong for her..

Tears started streaming down his face he didn't want to believe it, he was completely floorless he looked down and saw his daughter who even with all the turmoil was still sleeping, He didn't know how he was going to raise her alone he knew he had friends but he and Max planned it, Max knew how to handle with somethings better than him, tomy helped him to sit down again and left for a while, When Eugene's tears began to breathe on Rosie's face, she woke up and began to cry. He held her close to his chest and said.

- shhh It's gonna be alright Rosie.. it's gonna be everything okay..- He looks once more into the waiting room,as the baby goes back to sleep peacefully on his chest.

1 year later....

- Y/N! - someone screams your name

You hear a familiar voice call out to you as you are leaving the police station, you look back and see Mercer you would call him your best friend, today it has been three months since you arrived at communhealth and he was the only one you could talk to and open up to,you didn't know much about him except that he was engaged and that he had a sister,he didn't talk about him much.

He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed with a frown - You won't escape this time! You're coming to my engagement celebration dinner!

Since last week he was insisting that you go out more, he knew your routine very well home, work and home again besides him you didn't talk to many people,Whenever he tried to arrange for you two to leave, you managed to escape, today he managed to catch you in the act.

- Mercer..I know you care but wouldn't it be weird with you and your fiancé? Like someone would be left- You give a crooked smile as you try to pull away.

- There's one more guest I want you to meet, go to this restaurant at 7 pm- He hands you a paper with the address- And if you're not, I'll break into your house and take you to the restaurant in your pajamas!

You gave a little smile imagining this situation, but he looked serious he sighed and said.

- You need to get out of the house and get some fresh air, and you'll love meeting my bride- He looks at his watch with widens his eyes.- I have to go now see you later y/n.

you didn't have much choice, you went to the house to change clothes, it was a small apartment with a kitchen, a living room and a bathroom and a bedroom, you opened the door and went towards the bathroom Had a shower and was trying to decide which dress to go for, you didn't have many nice clothes but there was a baby blue flowery dress with white flowers it was perfect for any occasion.when you arrived at the restaurant you see mercer and a girl with pink streaks in her hair sitting at the table as soon as mercer saw you he opened a smile.

- Y/N I'm glad you came I was already thinking about breaking into your apartment haha- He gets up and gives you a hug.

Before you could say anything, when mercer releases you from the hug someone quickly hugs you very tight it was his fiancé.

- Awww nice to meet you!!mercer spoke a lot about you.

You give a crooked smile as you try to push her away but she hugs you tighter, it's been a while since someone hugged you- Nice to meet you too princess.

- Okay okay princess let Y/N breathe haha- mercer says taking the princess off you- let's sit down

It was pretty funny the half hour, you guys talked about some situations at work the princess talked about some situations she went through with the new pet dog that Mercer and she had adopted, You looked at mercer and he was looking at his watch worried until he says to princess.

- Do you think he's coming? - he says worried

- I don't know, I talked to him earlier today and he said he would come-She takes a sip of her soda

you were confused who they were talking to, mercer told you there was one more guest but you thought it was just for you to go, before you could ask, princess says:

- look at him there i told you he would come.-she gives Mercer a smile

when you looked back you saw a man with black hair that was kinda messy and blue eyes he had a tired face with a big beard it looked like he hadn't shaved.

- Sorry for the delay, I was leaving Rosie with yumiko and Magna- he looks at you- Who are you ?

When he looks at you your cheeks flush and your heart races it was there was something about that man that moved you.You stuttered trying to say his name he looked at you more intrigued.

- This is Y/N she is my co-worker y/n this is Eugene he is my brother-in-law.

- Nice to meet you Eugene- you smile kindly but he stays serious as if he were analyzing every part of you.

- Nice to meet you too..- He says monotonously as he sits down next to you.

The mood got a little weird you felt like you weren't welcome there, you looked to the side and saw Eugene looking directly into the glass of water it looked like he didn't want to be there either.

- How's the new book Eugene?-princess asks trying to bring up some topic

- I've been having some writer's block and with Rosie it's hard to write she's already starting to walk I have to start putting gates on the doors.

- Who is Rosie?is your daughter? - you lean on the table looking at him

- Yes..- He says coldly as he takes a sip of water.

Mercer and Princess realized the strange situation they put you in, you were thinking of leaving but Princess asks you.

- Sooo y/n are you getting out with someone ?

- No, I didn't find anyone very interesting around here, they're more like a friend- You really wanted to escape that question as soon as possible.

- Well Eugene is single and you two-

- Stop..- Eugene says quickly knocking fist on table- I know very well what you two are doing but I want you to stop now!!- He raises his voice a little

But eugene..- Princess says trying to calm him down

- NO!! If I were to date, it wouldn't be a complete stranger!! Not with her - he points at you - not now and not ever!!

That made you very angry who does he think he was to talk about you like that, you didn't even know each other he didn't have that right.

- And you think I want to go out with you?! I only came because Mercer is my friend and I assure you, if I was going to go out with you I wouldn't have come!! - You get up from the table- thanks for the invitation mercer But I'm not even one second closer to that idiot!

The three look at you speechless, Eugene mainly who had his mouth open and in shock, before anyone could say anything you leave the restaurant.Three days passed after that "incident" mercer and you talked a few times but he avoided bringing up the subject, one afternoon you were at the park enjoying your break when you hear someone call your name, you look back and it was him, he was a little different now with a clean shave and much neater hair,he was holding a pink pram and you guessed it was Rosie sleeping peacefully inside.

- Hi...- he got a little closer to the bench where you were - can I sit here?

you weren't mad at him anymore but upset But something in you didn't want him to go away so coldly you say - yes..

He shyly sits down beside you you see him smooth his hands against his knees he was nervous,You two didn't speak a single word for 2 seconds you were looking straight at the lake until he decides to break the silence.

- I apologize for my anti-chivalrous behavior that night...I didn't mean to offend you...-He says this in a low tone while smoothing his hands

You look at him and see that he was really being sincere you let out a sigh and feel a little guilty about what you said too.

- It's okay.. I think we both said unnecessary things that night. I'm sorry I called you an idiot.- You two stare at each other, it makes you a little nervous...

- I started saying those things so you were right I was really an idiot- His mouth curved into a crooked smile as he chuckled lightly.

That got you a few laughs- as far as you're funny, you seem a nice guy - You put your hand on his shoulder.

- I wanted to invite you to my daughter's birthday party, as an apology and also as a beginning of a friend request you seem like a nice person too.- He smiles even more at you

- Thanks for the invitation it's a pleasure to attend Rosie's birthday she's a cute little girl - you lift your head and look at the baby who is now awake.

Eugene gets up from the bench and picks up the stroller.- I have to take her home but see you on Saturday bye Y/N

You nod your head happily as you say goodbye to Eugene and Rosie, you look back at the lake but this time with a slight smile on your lips you didn't know why but you were happy.

Note:I hope you guys enjoyed it, this chapter doesn't have any warnings but the next one I guarantee will have nsfw 😏

#eugene porter #eugene twd #the walking dead #eugene porter imagine #eugene porter x reader

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timeoverload · 3 months

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Today was a total shit show. I wasn't expecting it to be that bad. I got to work and everything was going great for 30 minutes. Then the power went out suddenly and the back-up generator didn't turn on right away like it's supposed to so all of our equipment shut down. When the generator turned on, most of the hospital was still dark because it only sends electricity to important areas including our department. I'm glad I didn't have to work in the dark but I was pissed because cases hadn't even started yet and they put them on hold. The schedule was very busy today. I had 27 cases. They don't start surgeries when we are running on generator power. I understand why but it's still annoying. I sat and waited for a while but I decided to try to go get breakfast since I knew I wasn't going to have time to eat otherwise. The cafeteria was dark but the lady that serves the food was still working anyway. I had to use a flashlight while I was eating.

It took almost an hour to get power back. Apparently the outage was caused by some faulty underground wires. I was hoping they weren't going to fix it because I wanted to go home. I know we never shut down for anything though. They never send us home unless we are sick. When we got like 22 inches of snow about 4 or 5 years ago, they tried to force everyone to come in. It wasn't safe for patients or employees so I don't know why they were staying open to do elective surgeries. I tried to call in because I couldn't get there and my dad couldn't get out either but they threatened to send someone to pick me up. I was not comfortable being in the car with a stranger so I had to make other arrangements but I wasn't really comfortable with that either. I had to get a ride from my ex's dad and he was a creep and I didn't like being around him by myself. I guess I made it there at least. Most of the people in my department didn't show up so I was really mad about that. I shouldn't have to take risks like that for work. I would understand if we were a trauma hospital, but we're not. We don't do a lot of emergency surgeries for anything other than eyes. Occasionally we will have an add-on for a fracture or an appendectomy or something like that but that only happens a couple times a month.

Anyway, I was super irritated by the time I had to start working. I wasn't feeling very motivated. The doctor working in the morning had 14 regular phacos/cataract surgeries and a corneal transplant. He usually is done with surgeries by 12:30 but he wasn't finished until 1:45. I only took a 15 minutes lunch because I had too much shit to do. The doctor working in the afternoon did 12 cases in 2 hours. I felt like I was going to throw up and I was drenched in sweat. It was also really hot in our department because the thermostat got messed up when the power went out. Both of the sterrad machines and all 8 autoclaves were running so that didn't help. The washers were all running constantly all day too. It was so humid in decontam. I forgot to drink water because I was moving so fast. I am dehydrated now. I had a pile of stuff to do at the end of the day and I worked as fast as I could to get most of it done in 20 minutes. I could not handle staying late and I wanted to avoid going in early tomorrow. I didn't get everything done but the important stuff is out of the way. I didn't even look at the schedule tomorrow but I'm sure it's going to be bad. Every Thursday sucks now. I'm not looking forward to that but I probably should stop thinking about it.

I was so mad when I left because I didn't have the energy to go do the things I had planned on doing all day. I really wanted to go to the store because there are things I need. It was also too hot and my car felt like an oven. I have been wanting to wear shorts but I feel like a sasquatch. I hate being this hairy because it's uncomfortable for me but I will try to deal with that this weekend. I know it is going to take a while and I'm dreading that. I stopped and got food because I knew I wouldn't want to get up again after I sat down. I also had to take a quick shower when I got home because I was way too sweaty. I feel a little better now since I ate and took a shower. My body still hurts really bad. I am probably going to relax for a little while and get ready for bed. I think I'm going to try to go to sleep earlier again. I don't really have much else to say and my brain feels fried so I can't think anymore. Hopefully I can make tomorrow a good day.

I hope everyone else has a good day tomorrow too. 💖💖💖

Maxwell, thank you for giving me some reassurance. That makes me feel a lot better. You make me happy. :) I love you. 💖💖💖

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redhairedwolfwitch · 3 years

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Doctor Y/n - Intern Year - 2 - Grey's Anatomy x Fem!Reader

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"Hey, how are you doing?" Jo asked, hip-bumping you as she reached you, the two of you walking down the corridor to deliver some labs.

"Chief Hunt hates me. I'm on scut and delivering labs everywhere because I spent a large chunk of last shift babysitting Doctor Grey's daughter." You explained, raising an eyebrow at the smell coming from Jo.

"It's vomit... I'm covering the pit."

"I think I'd prefer the pit to this but Hunt, Hunt reminds me of someone I don't want to remember. Later, Joey."

"Jackasses, all of you, where's Braces when you need her?" Jo complained, throwing her dirty scrubs in the bucket as Ross teased Brooks about her social anxiety and sex being better than talking.

"Apparently getting on the wrong side of Chief Hunt." Brooks replied, leaving Jo to let out a sigh.

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"I thought you changed your shirt already?" You frowned, grimacing as Jo walked over to you.

"Yeah, well, my patient threw up on me again." Jo grumbled, dragging you into the locker room so Jo could change shirts.

"Who's your patient?"

"Santa." Jo stated, glancing up at you as you grimaced at her.

"Yeah... he threw up on Brooks too... and me, but it got my shoes, not my shirt." You explained, ignoring how Jo had a look of realisation on her face.

"That's why your other shoes were in a bowl in the bathroom?"

"Yeah, yeah. I have to go, I'm being paged, remember to step back when you're around Santa, Joey." You paused as you were able to pat Jo on the arm, resisting instead as Jo was holding the dirty scrub shirt in her hands.

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"You think it's something I did? With Karev? Because things were really heating up, and suddenly, he stops returning my texts. He barely talks to me and I can't figure out what happened." Leah ranted, leaving Jo to frown as she leaned against the window, waiting for the labs to be passed to her.

"What happened is he's a guy!" Jo exclaimed, leaving Leah to roll her eyes.

"So you think we're done-"

"You should be! Leah, stop." Jo warned, the two falling silent as one of the lab technicians appeared.

"Labs for Santa Claus?" Jo took the labs, immediately checking them as Leah laughed at the face the lab tech pulled at Jo.

"What about Shane, he's nice?" Jo suggested, looking through the labs.

"Yeah, he is, wish I liked nice. Is Y/n nice?" Leah asked, leaving Jo to frown.

"Uh, yeah, she is, but she doesn't-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, you and her, I just wondered." Leah brushed off, leaving Jo to frown as Leah folded her arms.

///

"Again?" You mouthed to Jo as she walked past you, leaving her to just grumble under her breath.

"You can have the first shower after shift." You proposed, leaving Jo to let out a laugh before her face fell as Doctor Karev approached.

"S/n, with me." Chief Hunt summoned you, waiting for a moment as you hurried over with an armful of charts.

"Tomorrow, you will have a chance to redeem yourself, by scrubbing in on a surgery with me." Chief Hunt explained, leaving you to stare at him with wide eyes until he gave you a look.

"Oh, uh, thank you for this opportunity?"

///

"How was shift, scut monkey?" Jo teased, passing you a fork as you put down the two plates of pasta on the coffee table, sliding off the couch to sit on the floor in front of it.

"Well, pukey, Chief Hunt has me scrubbing in on a surgery with him tomorrow, so, how do you think it went?" You deadpanned, shoving a forkful of pasta in your mouth before reaching for the remote.

"Well, that's good isn't it? You get to scrub in on a surgery-"

"I have no idea what the surgery is and Hunt terrifies me so I couldn't even ask. I hate how much he reminds me of them, freaking hate it." You grumbled, stabbing at the pasta with your fork whilst Jo gave you a concerned look.

"He really didn't tell you the surgery?"

"Hunt does trauma cases, so I'm guessing it's a 'whatever comes into the ER' impulsive surgery to try keep the patient alive... least this pasta is good, I was worried I'd put in too much rosemary." You admitted, watching Jo as she took the remote to put Adventure Time on the tv.

"When did you have time to find rosemary? I was busy trying to figure out what was wrong with Santa, which was figured out by the way, Karev helped." She explained, eating a mouthful of pasta with a slight moan, which had you rolling your eyes at her antics.

"There's that little shop a few streets over from the hospital. I walked past it when you forgot to wait for me after shift so I went in to get some vegetables- I saw that, you will eat your vegetables, Joey!" You retorted, pointing your fork at Jo as she pouted at you.

"And you will make it through your surgery with Hunt, no matter how much he terrifies you, okay?" Jo replied, her chin on your shoulder as she leaned on you.

A grin took over Jo's face as you kissed her forehead.

"Thank you." You hummed, letting out a breath as Jo wrapped her arm around you.

///

Next shift had you bricking it. You had checked the OR board several times for any indication of the surgery that Doctor Hunt would have you scrubbing in on, but you couldn't spot it.

You couldn't spot it because Chief Hunt was busy with admin and the lawsuit due to the plane crash.

"What are you doing?" You whispered to Brooks as she was hiding in a corridor with a wheelchair.

"Doctor Torres assigned me wheelchair duty for Doctor Robbins." Brooks explained before you realised Doctors Karev and Robbins were on the move.

"Good luck... don't linger too close, she'll notice." You warned, patting Brooks on the shoulder before you hurried off to go find Chief Hunt.

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"S/n, I have a meeting, so you can help Kepner with trauma patient." Hunt instructed, leaving you to nod as you hurried down to the ER.

"S/n, we're heading up to CT now." Doctor Kepner stated, leaving you to nod as you followed the gurney up to the elevator.

Being allowed to stand in the back of the surgery and observe was the closest you'd been to a surgery, especially since how you were terrified of having to scrub in with Doctor Hunt at some point.

You raised an eyebrow as Brooks tried pushing the stool closer to Doctor Robbins as she went for a stretching break.

"You! Whatever your name is, can you stop stalking me with chairs? I'm stretching, which is normal, which we all need to do sometimes, can you just get that thing away from me?" Doctor Robbins exclaimed, leaving Brooks to glance at Doctor Karev.

Brooks then turned, seeing how you were mirroring the same panicked look she had on her face.

///

"Everybody out. I said get out." Doctor Karev ordered, leaving you and Brooks to jump over the mess as Doctor Karev checked on Doctor Robbins, who had fallen on the floor of the OR.

"Do you think she's okay?" You asked Brooks, who just shrugged nervously as the two of you walked down the hallway.

///

"S/n, with me. You're scrubbing in. I need a distraction from all these meetings I've had today." You froze as Doctor Hunt approached, leaving you to wave off Jo's concerned gaze.

"I'll see you around. Have fun at the bar." Jo gave you a nod, knowing you were terrified as you followed Doctor Hunt down to the OR at a run.

"What's the patient's condition?" You enquired, tilting your head to the side before a chart was slid over to you.

"Appendectomy? We're doing an appendectomy?" You asked, staring at Hunt in slight horror.

"Doctor Grey chose Wilson for the intern appendectomy. However, Doctor Torres believes you also have potential."

"Aren't you a trauma surgeon? Wouldn't a general surgeon do an appendectomy?" Doctor Hunt's raised eyebrow had you pause mid-scrub as you realised what you'd said.

"Sorry, stupid question."

///

Appendectomies were supposed to be an easy surgery.

If it was any other surgeon with you, you would have been fine.

If Jo was watching over you in the gallery, you would have been fine.

Instead, it was you and Hunt. Jo wasn't in the gallery, she was at the bar with the other interns.

It was almost like a sick twist of fate.

Because you and Jo had poured over the notes for appendectomies after the intern one that had made her cry. You'd both been able to memorise the details to the point where Jo was talking in her sleep about it. You knew that because whilst you were lying awake, she was curled up by your side.

But because it was Hunt that was breathing down your neck, all that memorising had gone out the window.

///

You felt sick as you started to recall how Jo's intern appendectomy went. She'd ripped the cecum wide open after trying to close. Of course you'd done the same thing without realising.

"Crap... that's the cecum..." You mumbled, trying to remember what Jo had done but you had already ran out of Jo's surgery by the time that Doctor Grey had taken over.

"Wilson did the same thing, okay, S/n, what do you do now?"

"I don't know, I can't, dammit." You grumbled, trying to figure out what the hell you were doing.

"S/n-"

"I can't, I'm sorry-"

"Stop apologising and either figure it out, or-"

You were gone before Owen could even finish his sentence.

///

"Hey, I'm just going to go use the bathroom." Arizona smiled, leaving Callie to give her a concerned look before nodding.

"Okay, do you want me to wait here or- was that S/n?" Callie cut herself off, spotting you all but run into the bathrooms.

"S/n? One of the interns?"

"Yeah, I think she and Wilson are dating, Wilson is the one who tried flirting with me..." Callie explained as she and Arizona walked into the bathrooms.

"S/n, why are you crying in the bathrooms?"

"Because I'm crying where Chief Hunt can't see, like he told Joey after she cried in the freaking hallway." You retorted, pulling at the toilet paper roll that was hanging in the cubicle.

"Intern appy." Callie mumbled to Arizona, who just nodded.

"Why are you crying, sweetheart?"

"Why are we sweethearting the intern?" Callie mumbled before shrugging.

"Because I messed up. Hunt had me scrub in with him on an appy but I ended up doing it, did the same thing Jo did but... Hunt reminds me of one of my old foster parents. He kept pushing and pushing. Just like the foster parent did. Pushing too far, it breaks people. It broke Chrissy. I don't think I can show my face around Hunt ever again." You explained, burying your face in your hands as you heard footsteps approaching.

"S/n. You shouldn't have even been in shift this long, let alone doing an appendectomy. You alone know what happened in that OR, so you can either let it break you, or you let it make you and you grow from it. Now I need you to stop sobbing on the bathroom floor. Instead, you are going to walk out of here, chin up, and be brave." Arizona stated, leaving you to let out a breath.

"Make or break. Thank you... sorry for... ruining your night with my childhood trauma." You apologised, standing up to leave.

It was only after you left that Arizona and Callie spoke.

"Foster parent?"

"I hope the license was revoked." Callie growled, staring at the spot where you had been sat.

"You like that intern?"

"She doesn't realise but she's a baby ortho doctor, plus, she and Wilson are kinda cute." Callie admitted, leaving Arizona to smile.

"I'll keep an eye out for them."

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"What happened to you?" Jo murmured, rolling over in bed as you slipped into it. You'd been stumbling around in the dark, shoving the couch in front of the door, doing your night rountine and trying not to break down in the process.

"Hunt had me do an appendectomy. I fucked it and ran out before he yelled. Torres and Robbins found me in the bathroom, gave me a pep talk, it helped but, I can't figure out why a trauma surgeon had me doing an appendectomy." You whispered, your voice mushed up by Jo's shoulder as you cuddled into her.

"Maybe a trauma patient who happened to also have appendictis?" Jo offered, running her fingers down your shoulder blades as you tensed.

"Then there would be other factors with that patient that Hunt should have focussed on too... I think he was having a bad day because of the lawsuit." You replied, pulling your end of the pillow down so you could rest on it.

"So do we hate Hunt or not?"

"Make or break, Joey, make or break." You mumbled, moving your arm to pull Jo closer.

///

You'd barely been on shift five minutes and you already decided you didn't like any of the other interns besides Jo and Brooks.

You also hated the rumour mill.

Because apparently you'd killed a patient on the table last night and Chief Hunt had yelled at you for it.

"She ran out of the OR after Hunt yelled at her for killing a patient, she shouldn't be here if she can't deal with that type of pressure-"

"You don't know that happened, so why do you keep talking like you do? None of us saw, we weren't even in the hospital because all of us had finished shift. Y/n wasn't even supposed to be in that late-"

"So you think Y/n was too tired to even be working-"

"That's not what I said Shane, stop-" Brooks rolled her eyes, her attempts to defend you having failed.

///

Jo was busy with Doctor Grey all day.

That meant she didn't notice when you left her half of lunch in her locker because she was stuffing it in her mouth before running to pick up some lab results.

It was Heather who found you sat outside, eating your half of the lunch whilst reading something that wasn't a medical chart.

"Alice in Wonderland?"

Brooks' voice had you glancing up from the paragraph you were focussed on.

"I found it at a garage sale." Like saying that would explain anything, but Brooks just nodded and ate her lunch with you.

///

It was the second day in a row that Brooks had sat outside with you as the two of you ate lunch. You were leaning against the backwheel of Jo's car whilst swirling the straw of the drink that Jo had brought over. You hadn't expected Jo to come sit outside with you and Brooks but you weren't complaining.

"It was a trauma patient, they also happened to need an appendectomy so Chief Hunt had me in there. I was nervous so I forgot what to do after the cecum got ripped wide open. I panicked and Hunt needed me to fix it but I got scared and thought he was going to yell, so I bolted. The patient was fine and Doctor Robbins calmed me down in the bathroom. I let my personal life mess with my professional life and I shouldn't have. Simple. Rumour mill can get fucked." You downed the rest of your drink as you finished ranting, ignoring the amused looks on both Jo's and Brooks' faces.

"Are you okay now?" Brooks asked, watching you meet Jo's gaze before looked at her.

"I need to get drunk after shift, but yeah, I'm okay." You replied, leaning into Jo's shoulder before you felt her vibrate with giggles.

"Oh, definitely. Just Dance and beers are in order." Jo grinned, turning to Brooks.

"You're welcome too, Brooks."

"Are you sure? I don't want to third-wheel-"

"You're not third-wheeling, as long as Jo doesn't play dirty and tries to grab my hips again, everything will be fine." You stated, leaving Brooks to raise an eyebrow as Jo just sipped her drink like what you had just said was the most casual thing in the world.

"Right, okay, um, thank you!" Brooks affirmed, leaving Jo to be about to open her mouth as your pagers went off.

"Torres is looking for me."

"Karev needs me up in peds."

"Grey wants me in the pit."

"Interns, away!" You joked, laughing as you, Jo and Brooks began to jog back into the hospital together.

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majwrites · 3 years

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Captain Tuttle reloaded, Part 2

M*A*S*H x reader (platonic)

Summary:Reader keeps struggling with seeing Captain Tuttle

Warnings: hallucinations, mentions of surgery, injury and fevers

But as soon as you woke up in the middle of the night he was back. "You shouldn't be up at this hour. You need to rest so you can get better", he was sitting on the edge of your bed in a way that under normal circumstances was reserved for Hawkeye. "I know. I'm a doctor too, you know", you disliked the fact that everyone was acting as if you couldn't diagnose yourself. "I'm well aware of that, I just want to help you". "Of course you want to. You've always just wanted to help others", you looked at Tuttle again. "How do you know that?", he seemed confused. "You died jumping out without a parachute on your way to save people. Honestly, it felt very on brand for you", you still remembered Hawkeye's eulogy from back then.

Suddenly someone shook your shoulder: "(Y/N), wake up". "I'm up, what is it?", you turned around, moved in a way that hurt your leg and almost started crying. Margaret Houlihan was kneeling next to you and now proceeded to check if you still had a fever. "Ma'am?", you could still feel Tuttle looking at you. "(Y/N), do you usually talk in your sleep", she asked. "Not that I'm aware", you didn't, but at least Major Houlihan didn't think you were talking to imaginary surgeons. "Did you have a nightmare?", she covered you with the blanket that apparently had fallen to the ground at some point. "I don't know. I'm sorry if I woke up the others, but I really need to talk to Hawkeye", he would be the only one to consult on this. "You can always talk to me, if it can't wait until tomorrow". "I need Hawkeye, he's the one who cut me open", you cringed at the thought of being on that side of the operation table. "Alright, I'll tell him. Now try and go back to sleep".

The rest of the night went by pretty uneventfully. After her shift had ended, Major Houlihan found Hawkeye in the mess tent: "Pierce, (Y/N) wants to talk to you". "Alright, I'll visit them", he got up from his seat. "Be careful, they might be a bit confused", she didn't want Hawkeye to startle you. "Have there been any changes throughout the night? ", asked Hawkeye. "Not really, but (Y/N) seemed to be distressed. Poor little thing was talking in their sleep the whole night".

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"Hot Lips said you wanted to see me", Hawkeye approached you. "Come closer, it's something confidential", you pulled on his hand. He crouched down so he was on eye level with you. "Hawk, I need your help", you paused and looked right past him. "Don't say you ripped your stitches open", he tried to see if there was any blood on your leg but you held him back. "It's worse. I'm seeing Captain Tuttle". "You mean Tuttle, my old imaginary friend?", Hawkeye looked around. "He's right behind you, filling out paperwork. Six foot nine, auburn hair and everything", you held onto Hawkeyes arm. "Did you hit your head out there", he started examining your head but you stopped him. "I think it's something else", you paused for a moment, "my brain just might be reacting to the excessive stress I was under". "And it reacts by making you see Captain Tuttle", Hawkeye tried to make sense of it all. "When I was a child I always was the first one to get nightmares, this here is just the next step", you tried to think of anything else to say. "You should try and calm down, maybe he'll disappear on his own". "I don't think I can calm down", you watched as Tuttle got up and stretched before checking on your patient once again, "the 4077th is down a surgeon, I have no way of checking on my patient because I can't even get up on my own and I'm interacting with an imaginary surgeon". "You're patient is on his best way to recovery, his fever went down and he'll walk again. He'll go home soon and I'll make sure he's okay". "Are you sure?". "Very sure, but I'm also sure that if you don't calm down you'll never get rid of that fever", he removed his hand from your forehead. You didn't even notice it there and you suddenly felt too tired to argue with him.

"I'll send Klinger over here later, he'll gladly take watch by your bedside if I convince everyone that you can't be alone", Hawkeye left and you fell asleep.

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myownjadedpieceofmind · 2 years

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Let's catch up, shall we?

So... sometime Tuesday I came down with a migraine from hell. I attributed it to looking up at the fireworks the night before and working front desk that morning. Well, Wednesday that migraine progressed into a full body flare of every symptom I have. My skin broke out in hives, I couldn't hold down any food or water, every single inch of my skin hurt and my joints literally burned.

I spent all day Wednesday in the hospital due to a kidney infection that put my autoimmune system into hypersensitive setting. I got iv fluids and antibiotics and figured I could just go home and deal with the rest of my issues from there. Honestly, I'm a veteran to the kidney issues, so I generally just self care once I get the antibiotics to kick the crap.

That was the wrong idea. I went back to the hospital that night and was admitted. I got out late yesterday afternoon.

When I came home, I got the mail. A large envelope from social security letting me know I "do not qualify for disability under the definitions of disabled conditions, and there is no reason why I can't find suitable work given my conditions." Weird, because every single thing I've been diagnosed with, and continue getting diagnosed with, are all listed in their qualifying disorders. The disability advocate group that took on my case probono seems to think they can help me out, so it just means i get to wait til we appeal and battle it out. At least I have someone to help, and they aren't trying to stick their hand out for profit.

I had to work this morning. Don't know why when the majority of the morning was spent watching the boss train the new chick how to do morning routines. Oh well, it's $44, and right now, that's a whole lot.

The boyfriend has a problem and we are headed to the cherokee nation hospital where he has coverage to get his shit checked out. It's a hard thing to talk about as a dude, but... he's had a lump on his testicles and has played off like no big deal. Until it became a painful lump, and now it's looking like an emergency surgery to repair some damages. He's done Jiu-jitsu and mma for the last 17 years, at the very least. The amount of damage he's taken to that area, well, it likely contributed to the issue thats going on. Anyway, the local dr didn't want him to waste any time getting this figured out, so, that's what's next.

I'm working tomorrow. My daughter lost her job and smashed her phone in the same day, so her luck is about like mine. I feel so bad for her, but what can I do??? I told her if she could make the drive here, she could have one of my older samsung phones. But, as it is, gas isn't cheap and her car hasn't had an oil change in FOREVER.

If I played the lottery, I'd be praying to get just a tiny chunk of the win, like $6k. Enough so I could pay my bills, stock my fridge, take care of my daughter so she isn't without a phone, pay for my son's gym membership (the best mental health the kid could ask for), get my truck serviced, and maybe buy some new fucking underwear.

The irs owes me around $10k over 3 years in returns. Like... 2 years of the returns were filed late, and I get that they are short staffed. But, how entirely awful is it to know that I've got that kind of money out there, but I can't touch if til the irs deems it worth their time. Imagine the penalties I'd pay if I owed them money for years??

Oh yeah... and since I was in the hospital, the orthopedic dr put off my appointment for another week. I've been sneaking my arm out if the splint from time to time over the last 2 days...my skin couldn't handle the restriction while I was so sick. The nurses that were doing my iv screwed up so bad, I have 9 bruised punctures up and down my arm. They only had the one arm to abuse thanks to the splint. But, I look like hell. I don't even know how I'm gonna dig out of this shithole.

Here's hoping for some good news to roll in. I could use a silver lining.

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marionwritesstuff · 3 years

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Special Place pt 3 - Daniel Ricciardo x Reader

Pt 2

where we left off:

Daniel sat next to you, instinctively holding you, embracing you in his safety. "Shhh," he whispered into your hair, "it's going to be okay."

"And how do you know that?" you asked while sniffling in his chest, your voice reeking of desperation for your brother's well being.

"I don't," he admitted solemnly, "but I know that with you and your family and this loving support system he seems to have, whatever happens, it'll be okay."

For some reason, his words, although real and painful, were exactly what I needed. I looked up at his brown eyes, tears trailing down my face, and said, "Thank you," going straight back into his warm embrace.

CONT:

You woke up to the sounds of pagers and bustling nurses. Still half asleep, you noticed a warmth surrounding you, and looked up to see Daniel, sat still asleep on the chair with his head resting against yours. You sat there for a few minutes, not wanting to leave his safe space.

Unfortunately, your serenity was interrupted by a doctor walking into the room. "I'm looking for the family of Josh l/n?"

You immediately sprung up, Daniel jolting awake next to you. "Sorry," you whispered. But honestly, your focus was on Josh. You looked around and didn't see Aunt Kelly, thinking it was odd until you vaguely remembered her telling you she needed to go to work before you fell asleep.

"Hi, I'm his sister," you introduced yourself. Daniel sat in the chair behind you, not wanting to intrude. "How is he?"

"We got him out of surgery and he looks to be in stable condition." You breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "However, he sustained critical injuries to his spinal cord and there's a high likely hood that he'll be paralyzed from the waist down."

Oh my god. Josh - paralyzed? He was one of the most active people you knew, playing soccer, football, ultimate frisbee - anything having to do with running and a ball or disk and he was down.

"When can I see him?" you asked, wanting to see your brother as soon as possible.

The doctor lifted his glasses. "He needs to rest right now but you can see him tomorrow. Now, go home, rest, and tomorrow we can reassess the situation."

You thanked the doctor and went back to sit down next to Daniel. He'd been listening the entire time but waited for you to initiate the conversation, following your lead on what you needed.

"I'm -" your voice began to break. "I don't - ... My parents are dead Josh is the only one I have left Aunt Kelly is working three jobs to support her own kids I have no idea how I'm gonna do this and support him and the medical bills and-" you felt yourself spiraling, but a loving hand on your shoulder pulled you out.

"Hey, hey, hey" Daniel's soothing Australian voice whispered, "he's okay. And no matter what, he has you, so I reckon he's going to be just find." He wrapped his arm around you, enveloping you in a warm hug. "You don't need to figure everything out today." He pulled you away slightly, just enough so that he could look into your eyes. "All you need to do is rest - okay?"

You nodded sheepishly, the energy suddenly being knocked out of you. Fuck, now you needed to get home.

Home. You lived three hours away and it was the dead of night. Fantastic.

"Can I give you a ride home?" he asked gently, as if he was reading your mind.

"Actually," you almost laughed, finding comedy in your fucked up situation, "I live three hours away so I might just spend the night here." You looked around the waiting room, realizing there was literally no where to sleep and you'd look like a crazy person sprawled over three chairs. Regardless, you wanted to be near Josh and there was no way you were going to drive all the way back home.

"Nonsense - you can stay with me. I have a condo in Austin and a guest room you can spend the night in."

"Oh no, I couldn't intrude," you said. "You've already done so much and I'm sorry to have kept you waiting here all night - I'm sure you had some fun F1 driver party thing you missed out on..."

He smiled, lighting up your very dark world. "Nah, after that crash I would've been too depressed to go party anyways. But thanks to your company I've completely skipped over that." He put his hand over yours. "Come on, I promise I'm not a serial killer and I make a mean morning coffee."

How could you say no to that face. "Okay, if it's seriously okay with you."

"It seriously is," he smiled. "Now, let's go - it's been a long day." You followed him out the hospital and back into his car, Daniel speeding onto the highway.

You arrived at the underground parking lot of a tall building in the heart of Austin. He parked his McLaren next to a bunch of other fancy sports cars, and led me towards the elevator.

Pressing the button for the top floor, Daniel broke the silence. "I think I might have an extra toothbrush, but no guarantees. I hardly get to come here so the condo's not fully stocked but it does the job," he joked.

"Literally anything that includes a bed and a pillow is fine," you said. You broke the small amount of distance between you two and embraced him in a tight hug, something that was becoming pretty common place in your relationship. "Thank you, Daniel, seriously. I don't know what I would've done without you today."

You felt him lean his head on yours. "Of course - I'm glad Josh is okay."

"Me too," you sighed, hearing the elevator ding and separating yourself from his chest.

Daniel led you to the end of the hall, opening the door to a pristine, modern living space that was seemingly free of any dust particles.

"So, this is the place," he announced. "The guest bedroom is straight down that hall to the left and the bathroom is right across from it." He gestured towards the hall but your eyes didn't follow, still taking in the space.

Suddenly, you heard stomach growl. Shit - you hadn't eaten anything since lunch and it was nearly midnight.

Daniel must've heard it too as he added, "Wanna get pizza? There's a great local place that delivers."

"Sure!" you smiled, "I'm good with anything besides Hawaiian."

He looked at you seriously. "What?! No no no we're getting Hawaiian - this place has the best cheese and the way it just goes with the pineapple... mmm." You could practically see his mouth watering. "Just trust me," he winked. And for some reason, you did.

He left you to get settled in your room as he went to take a quick shower.

The room was amazing, white and gold accents with a plush comforter neatly laid out on the bed. After looking around the room, you opened the door to see a pair of boxers and t-shirt neatly folded at the door, with a note that read, "Figured you'd wanna get comfy." You quickly changed, taking time to inhale his already familiar scent that radiated off his clothes.

You heard the door open and Daniel announced, "y/n! Pizza's here!" You walked towards the living room, seeing Daniel already laying down on the couch with a piece of pizza in his hand. He was watching a movie on the TV and you scooted up close to him, picking up a slice for yourself.

Watching the action x romance film, you felt the weight of the entire day fall onto your shoulders, making you slowly fall asleep. You had started off a few feet apart, then a few inches, then touching arms, then his arm around your shoulder, then your head on his chest, then you laying down his lap, then you falling asleep.

Daniel watched you, admiring the way your nose curved and your freckles accented your cheeks. Your soft breaths, the occasional mutters about cookies or mom or whatever. He studied every inch of your face, not wanting to let this moment go.

Eventually, he yawned but stopped midway as to not wake you up. Daniel carefully pushed you off him, got up, and hoisted you up bridal style in his muscular arms. With slow, steady steps, he relished every moment he felt the warmth of your body on his. In the guest room, he laid you down on the bed, making sure to cover you with blankets and tucking you in.

You looked absolutely peaceful in your sleep. Daniel looked at you, smiling, and gave you a quick kiss on the forehead. In that moment, he knew he was falling.

a/n: sorry this took so long! but fr this fluff is making me get into my FEELS! if u have any ideas for part four, lmk! until next time~~

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yesitsmewhataboutit · 3 years

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You couldn't move. You could only sit at the door and watch. Again. Your mind was racing, all your senses were going blank, and you could only stand there. "There's a pulse, but it's weak." You heard one of the paramedics say through all the commotion.

You and Bryce's mom moved out the way as they take Bryce to the ambulance. Preston had come upstairs and was standing with you. He said he would drive you to the hospital, and you told Bryce's mom she should ride in the ambulance with him. When you got there, they rushed inside, and you barely had time to follow. They went into the ER and told you guys to wait in the waiting area. You can only guess he will probably have to have another surgery.

After a while of waiting, a doctor came up to give an update. "After examining him and an MRI, we were able to conclude he has a blood clot in his brain. We took him into surgery to remove it and also make sure he didn't get too much pressure on his brain." The doctor also told you it would probably be a while, so maybe leave and then come back in a few hours. That wasn't going to happen.

It's been a few hours since you got to the hospital. Preston had tried to get you to nap again. Except this time, you refused and didn't cave. Eventually, he had to leave, and it was just you and Bruce's mom. Around six, your mom texted you, saying she'd come up to the hospital. A few minutes later, she and your three cousins, Amari, Tyler, and Kennedy, that was staying with you came up and surprised you at the waiting room. You hadn't seen them in a while, so it was nice plus, it took your mind a little bit off of the whole reason you were here.

Your mom also brought you some food since you had been there almost the whole day. You and your cousins sat and talked for a while, catching up on different stuff. "Girl, how could you not tell me you have a whole boyfriend." Amari said, "And how you gone get one before me." She added. You laughed and rolled your eyes. Amari was a year older than you, Kennedy was the same age as you, and Tyler was two years older. "Hey, but don't forget you might get a boo. You still got that guy's number from the party, right?" Kennedy said to Amari. "Ohhh, yeah, you're right. Man, I almost forgot. We went to this party that my friend had yesterday, and there was this guy there and girl he was FINE." Amari told you. "Yeah, but his brother was even finer." Kennedy added, "He sure was. We didn't get to talk to him because he was mostly dancing and stuff, but I got his brother's number, and so now you best believe me and Kennedy bout to try to slide through." Amari said. You rolled your eyes again and laughed, saying, "Have fun with that."

You talked for a while more until a doctor came with another update. "We got it out, and so it should be all clear now. There wasn't too much damage, and he will probably be awake by tomorrow morning." You were relieved. You asked if you could see him in his room, and the doctor said yes. You and his mom went with the doctor while your cousins and mom said they would stay back in the waiting room.

When you got there, just like the doctor said, he was still asleep. He said the clot was in his brain, and so because of that, you halfway expected part of his head to be shaven from surgery, but it actually wasn't. When you looked, it was only a tiny part. Plus, be covered with other parts of his hair. You didn't really realize it when you were going up to the room, but now that you were there, you realized that you're not going to leave this room until he's leaving too. You texted your mom that you were staying here, and you and Bryce's mom settled down in the room.

Just like last time, there was a bench by the window you could sit on and fall asleep. Bryce's mom sat in a chair on the other side of the bed and fell asleep too.

After Bryce woke up, the doctors did a few tests and said he could leave the next day. In the time you were there, you've done everything you can not leave his side, and when you do have to, it isn't for long. With his parents being gone on another trip they can't get out of, they said either he has to stay at your place, or you have to leave theirs and go home. They didn't want you alone at the house while they were gone. They don't trust Preston enough.

After a LOT of convincing your parents, they said yes. It wasn't so much the fact Bryce would be at your place that they didn't like. It was the fact that because your cousins were there, the usual extra room you have wasn't there. Bryce has to sleep in your room, and your parents weren't fans of that. On the day he was coming over, you rode with his parents, and they dropped you off at your house before they left for their trip. You wanted to make sure everything was ready for when Bryce came. This was the first time in a while that you've been to your house. Also, being away from Bryce.

Everything was pretty much ready at your place. You had cleaned up a few things in your room, and it was ready. "Ooo, girl, I'm excited to meet your boo." Amari said, "Is he crippled?" She asked. "What? No, we talked about this. We got in an accident." You laughed. She rolled her eyes and went back to the basement with Kennedy and Tyler.

You got a text from Preston saying they were almost here. He's ridiculously excited he has the house to himself for a while. Since it was still in the afternoon, your parents were both still at work. Your sister's schedule is always weird, so she's also here right now. You waited outside until Preston pulled up. When they pulled up, you helped Bryce inside with all his stuff. He had gotten better before, but because it was brain surgery, this made him go back to like it was before, and he has to have a lot of help again.

When you got inside and got to your room, you put his stuff down, and he sat on your bed. "You look tired." You said to him. "Yeah, I am a little bit." He said. "Ok, take a nap, and then later, you can meet my cousins." You said to him. He said ok and then laid down. You got your phone charger and then left the room and closed the door. Within seconds after you turned around, Amari was skipping up to you by your door. "Is he here?" She asked.

"Shh. He's sleeping."

"Oh, come onnnn. I just want to see him for a second."

"You can't even see him right now he's turned the other way."

"Pleaseeee"

"Just let her peek, and she will leave you alone," Kennedy said from behind her. "Oh my god, fine. Fine." You said. You cracked the door open and let her see. Just like you said, Bryce had his head turned so she couldn't see his face. After a second, you closed it and told her to go away, and you went back down to the basement.

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years

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❛ A LOT OF SAND AND WAVES ❜

with Obispo ‘Bishop’ Losa.

Request: none. Yesterday I went to the beach with my family and that fluffy idea came to me like a flash light. Thanks to everyone who help me to decide!

Word count: about 3.1k

Warnings: none. Just a bunch of fluff.

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: @thedevilsmoonshine

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“Hey, girl!”

“Hey, what’s up, Leti?”

“Are you working?”

“Yeah, till four, why?”

“Don’ ask me how I did it, but I convinced the guys to go tomorrow to the beach. In San Diego”.

“Sounds good, but I’m not sure if I could go. I have a surgery waiting, and you know…”

“Yeah, your hands. Is it too long?”

“Maybe six or seven hours, not sure”.

“C'mon, mami! You said you don't work until next Thursday!”

Gilly's shouts make you laugh rubbing your eyes.

“Okay I'll try, I'll try. I promise”.

“We will go to Mission Bay. So if you want, we see you there!”

Hanging up the call and giving a last sip to your coffee, you throw the empty paper cup to the bin. Checking the hour on your phone, you know that it's going to be a long, long night. But the idea of spending some time with Bishops makes you tickle in your stomach. Coco introduced you to the crew almost a year ago, like a friend, and he stole your attention. At the first party you joined them, you were almost the whole dawn with him. Dancing, drinking, talking. He was more interesting and funny than you could think, and maybe you felt somekind of connection that you never felt before. So, yes. You would like to go with them, but you have to wait till waking up tomorrow to find out if your hands can handle a four hours trip driving.

“Good morning, bella durmiente! How was the surgery?”.

“Hm… my hands are fucked”.

“So, it went well, we have to celebrate it”.

“Yeah, but… not sure if I can drive to San Diego”.

“Oh, c'mon, please… We're gonna stay here by night too. Coming back tomorrow, take a bus! I'm sure Bishop would b—”.

“Stop!” You say laughing loud to your phone over the bed, while you do some exercise with all your fingers to bring back some mobility.

“(Y/N), you know that it's an amazing opp— Angel already bought you a ticket. In one hour. Sending you by email, bye!”

Before you can complain about it, she has already hung up the call. You end up serving some coffee in a termo, before picking up your towel and some clean clothes, besides an external battery and some hygienic stuff. Bandaging your hands, over a thin layer of cortisone cream, you're ready to walk to the bus station of Santo Padre, ten minutes away from your house. At least, you have three hours of trip to rest a little more, falling asleep as soon as you sit down on your seat. So the next time you open your eyes, you're already in San Diego. Waiting for the other passengers to get out, closing and opening your hands once and again, you step out then. Carrying your bag in your right shoulder and your phone in the left hand, you wear the pair of sunglasses looking for Bishop.

“Eh, boxer”.

His hoarse voice calls your attention, finding him next to the entrance, resting against his motorbike. You can't help but draw a soft and tired smile on your lips, leading your steps towards him, raising both hands on air to show the man your cool white bandages with black stripes. The mexican receives you into his arms in a gentle and dearly hug, surrounding your lower back and your neck for some long seconds.

“The guys are waiting for us to have lunch”.

“Cool… Last time I ate was nine and it was dark”. You just say placing well on your bag, before setting on the helmet.

The drive doesn't take you more than ten minutes, grabbed to Bishop's abdomen and with your chin over his shoulder. You can see him smiling like a fool, knowing that he's delighted that you're going to join them. But mostly, because you are with him. The warm and soft breeze of San Diego makes you close your eyes, fully relaxed, focusing on the smell that floods your lungs, mixing the salty ocean's and Bishop's scent. Your arms surround his body somewhat tight, feeling one of his hands caressing your right thigh with his huge hands placed on and his thumb making the honors over your skin, bristling it without mercy. But much to your regret, the engine stops some short minutes before, standing up from the bike when you're able to do it.

“Give me your bag, querida. I'm going to be your nurse today”. He says, after keeping the helmet you used with the other.

“Qué caballeroso…” (What a gentleman). You tease him, as if normally he isn't.

“Just earning a beach-quickl—”.

“Fuck, Bishop!” You laugh, hitting his shoulder, regretting it immediately when a lash of pain crosses your palm.

“That's called karma”. He says walking backwards to the entrance, pointing you with a finger. “The women are always asking for men's sincerity, and when we give you… You're too violent to be this small, preciosa”.

“Pendejo”.

“YAY, YOU CAME!” Leti looks surprised, making you twist back your head confused.

“Sounds like if… I had another option”. You purr with your lips, before greeting the guys. “Tell me y—”.

“I did”. Taza just says, seeing you pout at him before hugging you. “I will give you a massage later”.

“Mi angelito de la guarda”. (My guardian angel). You can't help but sigh a little alleviated, knowing that he brought a cream he makes with weed oil, coco water and aloe vera.

Actually, it was a good idea to come to the beach, having so much fun in the lunch by seeing all the men more relaxed than in Santo Padre. Being normal people. A family enjoying two days off from all the problems and the dangers they're sinked in every damn day. Bishop was focused on you the whole time, serving your drink in the glass, cutting your food into pieces so you can have to do any effort (...). Everything under the sideways looks of the others. Sometimes you look like another couple with simple gestures, that both do delighted.

After having full enough your stomachs, the guys lead you to the beach where they left the umbrellas and the towels, placing yours next to Bishop's and sitting there after taking off your clothes, but on your black bikini. Unveiling your hands, you do your best to spread the sunscreen all over your body, until the mexican grabs the bottle from your fingers to sit behind you with a ‘lean forward’ on his lips. Feeling his cold hands because the cream on your back gives you a soft chill, curling your legs against your chest and resting your chin over them. Closing your eyes, focusing all your senses on every move he does, you try not to fall asleep. Starting by your shoulders and pressing your neck with both thumbs, his hands travel down your spine making sure he's helping you to get somewhat less tense, at the same time that puts well on the sunscreen.

When it's ready, he stands up on his feet to grab Taza's cream to help you with your hands. That time, he kneels in front of you, spreading it from your forearms to the tip of your fingers, so carefully and concentrated, that you can't help but look at him with a goofy smile until it's done.

“Thank you”. You just say.

“Anytime, querida”. He whispers, pulling a tuft of your hair behind your right ear, leaning towards you to kiss your cheek. “What do you want to do now?”

“I think I need twenty minutes more of sleep, but you can go with the guys to the water, if you want”. Shrugging your shoulders, you let your back fall down to the towel.

“I spend too much time with them, and I haven't seen you a single second for the last four days”. He chuckles lying by your side, straining an arm under your neck to put you closer to him. “Let me enjoy at least twenty minutes”.

His resigned sigh makes you laugh almost in silence, while his free hand gets placed on your back, leaving some ephemeral caresses from top to bottom. And you feel as if you were in paradise. You're practically drinking each other's breathings, with closed eyes and your nose touching Bishop's. Your fingers get tangled slightly in the short hair of the mexican, taking pleasure of the peace that it's surrounding you right now.

“I didn't want you to come”. He mutters from nowhere, not opening his eyes, not opening yours. With a calm tone of voice, a little sleepy.

“Why?”

“You were tired, your hands hurt. You need to rest, (Y/N)”.

“I'm resting now. And I couldn't ask for a better way to do it. I think I'm gonna complain about my hands often, so you will take care of me”.

Bishop chuckles drowsy, shaking his head just for a second.

“Anything else, su majestad?” (Your Majesty).

“A kiss”. Murmuring, you get somewhat comfy under his arms.

You're aware of the same desire to kiss you that he feels for you, as you feel, but on the other hand, you weren't expecting him to really do it. His lips gently press yours, before catching them among his. Traveling down one of your hands to the side of his neck, Bishop holds you closer, keeping a low pace of his mouth enjoying the taste and the touch of yours. Unconsciously and by inertia, your left right surrounds his waist. His fingers touring your thigh slowly, makes your first kiss a little better. Biting softly his lower lip, you steal him a heavy sigh, stretching your skin under his huge hand. He wants you closer, and you too. But for the moment, that's pretty enough.

“You should complain about your hands often”. He mumbles almost touching your lips with every syllable.

“I will”.

Sinking your face into his neck, you're trying to fall asleep focused on his breath, hearing a bunch of steps over the sand coming closer. Some whispers talking about you two, thinking that you're sleeping but you're actually trying not to laugh, feeling how Bishop gets a little tense because of the low comments.

“Don't forget I'm your fucking boss”. Bishop growls, freezing everyone's blood. And you can't help but break into laughter.

“Shit”. Coco soughs hiding behind Angel's back, because the oldest Reyes is the tallest of all.

“Nah, c'mon, Bish. Enjoy your d—”.

Before Angel can finish the sentence, the mexican hits his leg, making him fall down over Coco. A lot of cursing in spanish appears under the umbrellas, getting mixed with the loud laughs that make you sit up on your towel almost drowning. Watching them trying to get up only makes it better.

“Oh, man, I wish I could record it”. Gilly's laughs are over the others, with an arm on Creeper's left shoulder. “Damn, prez, repeat it, please…”

“Stop bothering him”. You say holding the angry man between your arms, before lying again on your towels.

“Pendejos mal paridos…” He barks mumbling.

“Don't listen to them”.

“I'm… going to fuck them up as soon as we retur—”.

“Obispo, stop”. You chuckle, leaning up slightly to kiss his cheek.

Finally, you are able to sleep for some minutes, while the guys share some beers playing cards, listening latin music in a low volumen to not continue annoying him. And even if you don't rest for more than twenty or thirty minutes, it's like you have been sleeping for the whole day, because of the comfort you feel under his grip and the caresses in your hair. Opening again your eyes, you raise up your head over his shoulders to find half of the crew on their towels, and the other half playing with a bouncy ball on the shore, just like kids. Taking the advantage that no one is looking, to avoid that they tease you again, you press your lips onto his. Slowly, calmly, with his arms hugging your body tightly as Bishop tucks his tongue in your mouth peacefully looking for yours. You feel some tickles in your stomach when they meet, as he feels more relaxed. El Presidente really is into you. He really has more feelings than he wants to admit, until he knows that you have the same sensation on your chest every time you are close to him. Now, he's seeing it. That maybe you two are having a good opportunity.

And you don't want to stop, drowning a slight gasp against his mouth when it gets a little intense that you expected, forgetting for a second where you are and who is surrounding you. Fucking the especial moment when you hear Coco saying that the hotel rooms are already booked, and that you can ocuppy yours whenever you want. Bishop is about to get up, when you stop him by a hand on his chest. You're going to take care of it this time. Shaking the sand on your body, you wear his sunglasses, walking towards the crew in the water. Coco is looking at you somewhat confused, while the president calls Taza, Tranq and Riz attention to enjoy the show. And before he can say anything else, or ask about what you are going to do seeing how you open, close and repeat the gesture with your right hand, you hit his temple with your palm. And it hurts a little, but the laugh is worth everything.

“Yo! Mami! What was that?!” He complains offended.

“A wave”. You just say, provoking that every laughter of your friends gets louder.

“Mami…” He pouts at you, rubbing that side of his face.

“Do you want a tsunami?”

He doesn't answer, while Leti starts to cough in tears.

“I imagined”. You add then, narrowing your eyes under the aviator sunglasses.

Coming back to the umbrellas, the eldest members clap at you while making them a feigned reverence.

After having a deserved shower in the room you're going to share with Gabriela and Leti, you fall down over the bed waiting for them to get ready for some party time after dinner. And while they choose dresses, more makeup that you have never put on and high heels, you choose some comfy shorts, a white body with bare back and your sneakers. Of course, you're not in that mood after four horrible nights working. Before leaving the hotel, you apply a few more cream on your hands, feeling so much better and using clean bandages to cover them. Meeting the guys at the hall, you go out to find a place to have some dinner, ending up in the same restaurant you have been at noon. The food is pretty good, so you go to the secure one. But this time is a little different since then.

You can't avoid having your right hand on Bishop's nape, caressing his scalp while the table talks about everything and nothing at the same time, laughing and enjoying. Urging you to put your right leg over his left, hanging from it, he caresses your thigh a little assorted as if it was something normal, and natural on him. But it's not, and that makes that gesture more special. You couldn't ask for anything better, until he kisses your cheek without expecting to place his free arm over your shoulders, without caring about if Coco or Angel dares to make another of their occurrences. You two are very sure that you made them understand to not fuck up with Bishop in front of you, even if you find it funny.

Outside of the restaurant, after having a revitalizing dinner, the crew begin to propose different plans. But the mere fact of thinking in a crowded place, with loud music and a mix of smells, makes you yawn inevitably. Leti is killing you with her gaze.

“Yo! Bitch, don' you dare to tell me that you're goen' to sleep”.

“I did—”. Trying to excuse yourself, Bishop interrupts you.

“She doesn't. But I am an old man who needs his eight hours of sleep”.

“Then, good night, mummy”. She's about to take you off from his arms, while he turns around to give her his back.

“I need a nurse to take care of my disabilities”.

“C'mon, Bish! You've been hoarding her the whole day! And I invited her, not you!” She frowns while you laugh. “I hope at least you make her cum…”

“Leticia!” You shout, while Coco palms her nape.

“Mummies don' cum, you dumbass, they just… lie do—”.

“Angel, I swear I am going to break your legs next time”.

“Whatever, Tutankhamun. Enjoy your night”. Your friend rolls her eyes with a heavy sigh.

“We can come back next week, when I have holidays”. You say palming her forehead, making her laugh before leaving back to the hotel.

And you just get separated in it enough time to clean your teeth and grab the charger for your phone, going to his room after that. You're not nervous, but a little excited of having some time alone. Finally. Not to do anything specifically, but to enjoy him being de-stressed. While he's in the bathroom, you take off your clothes to wear the shirt he has left for you on the mattress. Smells like him and that it's driving you insane, crawling over the bed to fall close to the pillows, fighting against your tiredness to not fall asleep this soon.

Having your eyes closed, you feel the side next to yours sinking a little, until his strong arms find your body to wrap it against his chest after turning off the lights. Turning under his grip and intertwining your hands and your legs, Bishop rests his cheek on yours, being able to see part of the pacific ocean from the window in front of your eyes. It's magic. Pure magic.

“Listen…” He mutters getting somewhat comfy, having a deep breath his nose sinked into your neck. “Maybe I can't promise you a life that a normal man could give you, but I'm going to make it worth every second”.

“Bish”.

“Hm…?”

“Do you love me?”.

“Yes, I do, preciosa”.

“That's everything I need”. Turning just a little, you smirk softly at him. “I don't want a normal life. I want to spend it with you”.

“I hope you never regret these words”.

“I only could regret them because they aren't enough to express how I feel when you're close to me. When you touch me. When you pronounce my name”. Replying that, you lie down again under his grip, leaving a soft kiss on his right forearm. “I love you, Bishop. I couldn't regret it”.

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alj4890 · 4 years

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Misfortune's Intentions

(Liam x OC* Elisse Mallin) (Drake x Riley) in a Choices The Royal Heir fan fiction

A/N This idea came to me one night when I couldn't sleep. In this version from The Royal Heir, it has been nearly three years since Riley married Drake. Their infant daughter, Hope, was named heir to Cordonia's crown. Liam considers the possibility of dating after pining for Riley all these years. Elisse is a noble and first cousin to Queen Amalas of Monterisso. She will eventually become an ambassador, settling in Cordonia to continue Amalas's alliance. She also has a small bit of significant history coinciding with Liam's social season. This first part though will take us through the past for our main characters.

Not sure who to tag for this new miniseries, LOL. Let me know if you want to be added.

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Prologue

Two years ago, Cordonia...

"To keep people's attention away from your brother's," Constantine's voice hardened, "decision to abdicate," his fist clinched for a moment, "we will have you participate in a season for a potential bride."

Liam swallowed uncomfortably. He knew there was a possibility his father would insist on this particular custom. He had hoped though that like Leo, he would be given a few years reprieve before he had to choose a bride.

Constantine fought through the chest pain he hid from everyone as he continued to explain what the next few months would be like for his only obedient son.

"We will have the usual bevy of ladies from Cordonia's noble houses. Perhaps sprinkle a few from other countries to appease the people."

"Yes sir." Liam mumbled when his father seemed to silently demand his agreement. "Whatever you think is the best way to move forward."

"Good." Constantine waved toward the door. "You may go. We will make our announcement tomorrow."

Liam bowed his head in acceptance. Still in a state of disbelief as he made his way to his chambers, he didn't hear his best friend calling his name.

"Liam?" Drake jogged to catch up to him. "I heard about Leo. Is it true?"

The new crown prince waited to answer until they were behind closed doors.

"It is." He rubbed a hand down his face. "Leo abdicated."

Drake poured them both a drink. He observed the slight tremble in Liam's hand as he took a healthy gulp of whiskey. Eyes closed briefly as he gathered his thoughts.

"I--I'm going to have to get married."

"What?" Drake breathed in disbelief. "Why?"

"All part of being king." Liam's lips twisted in a bitter smile.

He rolled his glass between his hands as he stared down at its contents. "I have to choose one during this year's social season."

"You have to go through all that Leo did?" Drake asked.

"Yes, but unlike his, I won't know who I'm supposed to choose." Liam grimaced as he swallowed the rest of his drink. "Madeleine had been chosen years ago by Father and Regina. The competition was mostly for the public's entertainment than to actually choose a queen."

Drake slumped back in his chair. "I'm sorry, Liam."

"It's..." He got up to pace, "it's fine. It's an honor to have a chance to serve my country. To marry and have a family...perhaps life will be better."

Perhaps this palace will feel like a home, he thought.

"When will it be announced?"

"Tomorrow."

"So soon." Drake murmured.

Liam briskly nodded.

His closest friend held his glass up in a toast. "Here's hoping, Liam."

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Monterisso Royal Palace, a week later...

"Elisse." Amalas hugged her cousin. "Thank you for coming so quickly."

"Of course." Elisse took the offered chair. Her eyes dropped down to the baby bump showing. "How are you feeling?"

"Good." Amalas gently patted her tummy. "This baby has finally decided I'm not the enemy and has agreed that food is definitely a good thing."

Elisse laughed, shaking her head at her cousin's humor.

"But enough about the spoiled future king or queen I’m having." Amalas handed over a letter with Cordonia's royal seal. "Read this."

Elisse scanned the invitation, eyes widening slightly. "Prince Leo abdicated? Do we know why?"

The spy queen chuckled. "You know I do." She leaned over and grabbed a file off her table. "Let's just say that the former crown prince did not want the responsibilities that went along with the crown."

Elisse opened the file and snorted. "I've heard that Lady Madeleine can be difficult to deal with."

"That along with wanting his freedom to wander the earth like a rich playboy are his reasons." Amalas pointed out a photograph one of her agents snapped recently on a cruise ship. "This woman, Katie, is an even bigger reason."

"They're engaged?" Elisse whispered in disbelief. "He didn't waste any time, did he?"

"No, he did not." Amalas reclined in her chair. "Elisse? What would you think of Monterisso gaining an alliance with Cordonia?"

"I think it would benefit our country as well as theirs." She replied, setting Leo's folder down.

Another folder was handed to her. Her lips curved into a soft smile at the pictures of Cordonia's new crown prince. Each aspect her cousin found on Liam had made him a man she thought she would enjoy meeting.

"Marriage is the easiest and strongest alliance one can have with a foreign power."

Elisse looked up. "You're suggesting I take part in Prince Liam's search."

"Exactly." Amalas smiled at her. "I can't think of a better queen for Cordonia than you." She reached over and grasped her hand. "But feel free to say no. I won't force you to do this if you do not wish to."

"I would like to meet him." Elisse admitted. She lowered his eyes to his picture. "He is very handsome."

"You always did like blue eyes." Amalas teased.

Elisse bit back a smile. "I do."

"Would you like to attend Cordonia's social season?"

Elisse slowly nodded. "Yes, I think I would."

Amalas picked up the letter from Constantine. "I'll go ahead and schedule your health exam."

"My what?" Elisse blinked in surprise.

"Cordonia's king isn't taking any chances that his last possible heir marries a woman unable to have children." Amalas grinned at her cousin. "Lucky for him that our family is notorious for our reproduction abilities."

Elisse laughed. "Our mothers certainly came from a large family." Her smile turned tender. "Whenever I think of my future, I always see myself with three or four children."

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A few weeks later, Cordonia, the King's study...

"Have you made a list of those that are participating?" Regina asked her husband.

"I have." He handed her a sheet of paper.

The Queen scanned the names. "What happened to the Monterisso viscountess? I thought from Queen Amalas's letter that they were hoping to make a match."

Constantine's lips firmed in a disappointed frown. "She cannot have children."

Regina's countenance fell. "How tragic."

"Indeed." He replied. "It would have been a profitable match for us." He released a resigned sigh. "I suppose we now settle for Madeleine to take the crown again."

***************

The viscountess's chambers, Monterisso Palace...

"Elisse." Amalas pleaded. "Please, talk to me."

The young viscountess shook her head. Tears fell silently as she clutched a pillow to her stomach. Her thoughts were too much for her. All the plans she had dreamed of as a little girl were destroyed from one simple examination.

All from thinking Liam had beautiful blue eyes and seemed like a nice man she could easily fall for.

A choked sob burst forth as she doubled over from the pain of it all.

"Elisse." Amalas tried to wrap her arms around her. "I'm so sorry."

Elisse knew her cousin was. She knew Amalas would move heaven and earth for her if she could. Unfortunately, there were some things even a powerful queen could not do.

"We'll call in every specialist we can find." Amalas whispered, gently rocking Elisse. "I refuse to believe--"

"Stop!" Elisse cried out. "Please stop." Her anguished eyes met her cousin's. "I can't continue to hear doctors say that it is impossible."

"It's not." Amalas argued. "I can’t believe you are unable to--"

"I only have one ovary!" Elisse snapped. "It is so damaged from the endometriosis and benign tumors that I'm lucky to have a period every few months." She looked down at her worthless womb. "Even my uterus is filled with fibroids to the point they have warped it beyond repair. Surgery won't help." She wiped angrily at her tears. "No one will marry me now."

"That's not true! You--"

"Amalas, you know what nobles need." Elisse bit out. "They need heirs. They need a woman to fulfill that role. I'm completely obsolete in our world now."

She turned away from her cousin's sudden tears. She didn't want her pity. She didn't want anything except those elusive images of cuddling her own children.

If she could turn her mind off and focus on something else, anything else...

"I'm going to go away for a while."

Amalas jerked upright. "What?"

"I need to be alone." Elisse turned to face her. Her eyes filled with tears when her gaze dropped down to her cousin's ever growing baby bump. "I need to come to terms with all of this."

"Will you back in time for..." An expression of guilt flickered over the queen's face for such a selfish question.

"I'll try." Elisse hedged. "I promise."

She knew Amalas depended on her. Though the two had numerous cousins sprinkled in various titled positions all over Europe, they had always had a special bond that made them more like sisters. Perhaps it was their mothers' doing that made certain they would always have the other close at hand.

But Elisse knew deep down, she would have been close to her cousin without any outside influence. The notorious Queen of Spies distrusted most people, even some of their blood relatives. Yet, she trusted Elisse with everything.

She hated to leave her during her pregnancy, but the viscountess didn’t think she could take being around an expectant mother right now.

Amalas hugged her once more. "I'll arrange your travel. But I insist you take Felix with you as a bodyguard." She waited on Elisse's agreement. "Let me know where and when you wish to leave."

"I don't care where." Elisse whispered. "Just as long as I can leave as soon as possible."

***************

New York City, a month later...

"One nondescript bar as requested." Maxwell announced, holding the door open.

"Steaks for the table!" He yelled out.

"And four whiskeys!" Drake chimed in.

Riley rolled her eyes at Daniel. "You're really going to leave me with these guys?"

"I promise I'll work two of your shifts whenever you want." He bargained.

She let out a tired sigh. "Make it three and we have a deal."

He shook her hand. "You are brutal with negotiations."

She laughed, piled the tumblers of whiskey on her tray, and headed for the bachelor party.

She passed three drinks out. "I thought there were four of you."

"There are." Drake winked at her, causing a blush to form on her cheeks. "Right behind you is number four."

She turned around and blinked.

He's so handsome.

Liam smiled at her. "Pardon me, Miss?"

"Hmm?" She shook herself out of her daze. "Of course."

His smile flashed, making her knees feel slightly weak. "If you would..." He gestured toward his seat that she was blocking.

Her cheeks flared even more with color. "Right. Sorry."

She decided then and there to not allow her eyes to rest on him the remainder of their time here.

A few hours later, Liam approached her.

"Thank you for being so patient with us." His charming smile was a bit bashful. "I don't suppose I could repay such kindness with buying you a drink."

Riley found herself mesmerized by his blue eyes. "Where were you planning on going next?"

"I actually hoped you could help with that." He rubbed the back of his neck. "The guys hoped to go to a nightclub."

Her nose wrinkled. "I say forget the nightclub. There's a beach cove I could show you that is just the place to unwind."

"That sounds perfect." He held his hand out. "Shall we?"

****************

Six months later, Edenbrook Hospital, Boston...

Elisse chewed on her lower lip, wishing she could hear what the group of doctors were saying behind the glass partition.

After taking her file and passing it to a man in surgical scrubs, Dr. Ramsey walked back into her room.

"Ms. Mallin, after further examination," his expression gentled, "I believe your doctors in Monterisso were correct."

Elisse lowered her eyes. "I see."

"I still want to perform the surgeries we discussed." He sat down beside her hospital bed. "The severe pain in your uterus will only increase if we don't remove the fibroids. Dr. Tanka isn’t sure though how it will be after your surgery."

"Whatever you think." She closed her eyes tight. "It doesn't really matter what shape it is in. I suppose we should just remove it altogether."

Her doctor rested his hand over hers. He waited patiently for her to make eye contact.

"We won't know for certain until Dr. Tanka gets in there, but we believe we can save your ovary."

A bitter laugh escaped her lips. "By all means, hold on to that worthless body part."

His brow furrowed. "Elisse, I don't like the thought of you in this state of mind before surgery."

"I'm sorry." She replied automatically. "I don't mean to sound like this." Her gaze held his. "I--I never wanted much in life." Her shoulder lifted. "Perhaps it was the life I was born into, but having a family was more than passing on my noble title."

Ethan remained silent, allowing her time to express herself.

"I know I need to accept this, but I couldn't help but hope after reading about your diagnostic team," She rested her head back against her pillow, "I wanted the impossible."

"There's still a chance your uterus can remain intact. We might even be able to save some of your eggs." Ethan reminded her. "You could find a surrogate and--"

"I know." She sniffed. "And I also know there is a chance my eggs might not be in any shape to be saved."

She noticed his frown and gently squeezed his hand. "Thank you for trying, Dr. Ramsey."

"We're not done yet." He stood up when Dr. Tanka walked inside. "We'll talk more later."

Once everything was settled for her surgery in the morning, her bodyguard returned and kept vigil by her bedside.

"Felix," Elisse smiled softly at the middle aged man. "You should go to the hotel and rest."

"I'm fine m'lady." He grumbled.

Her eyebrow lifted at the six foot seven man. "That chair has to be uncomfortable."

A flicker of humor flashed in his eyes. "I've had better and worse, m'lady."

She began to laugh. "I can't imagine anything being worse than that."

"You haven't been on some of the queen's missions." He smiled warmly at her.

Elisse reached for his hand. "Thank you for watching over me."

He gently patted it, becoming gruff with his words that a lady didn't have to thank him for doing his job.

She smiled, taking comfort in his admonishment. Felix had tried to keep a professional distance from her, yet her sadness had him stepping in more and more to offer what comfort he could. He thought of her as a little sister and couldn't help but smile whenever she teased him as if he was family.

Such fondness for her added to the devotion and care he would have normally never given any other noble he was assigned to.

But Elisse was special. He hoped that somehow she would find a piece of happiness that could be all her own.

****************

New York, Statue of Liberty...

Riley swallowed nervously. She didn't know how she could refuse Liam, but it was no use.

After spending so much time with Drake while Liam kept up appearances with Madeleine, she had fallen out of love for Cordonia's new king. The grumpy commoner had touched her heart with his stories of not belonging. She had felt the same way while enduring every snub and insult from Madeleine and some of the other ladies at court.

With so little opportunities to be with Liam, and with feeling a bit hurt that her Prince Charming had not defended her against the allegations, she convinced herself that she had no choice. She had to be with the man that had stood by her side as she tried to locate Tariq.

"Liam, I can't marry you." Her words somehow came out steady. "I came to Cordonia for you, but I fell in love with Drake."

Liam took a step back. "What? You and Drake..."

He couldn't believe it. How had this happened without him noticing? He knew that Drake was fond of her and took her out some evenings. But love?

"Liam?" Riley was growing more nervous by his silence.

Liam couldn't think of what to say.

What should I do?

He only knew he wasn't ready to lose her from his life.

"You...you intend to live in Cordonia?"

She slowly nodded. "If that's okay. I want to see where things go with Drake."

Her words were another bitter slash to his heart.

"Of course." He slid his hands in his pockets to keep from grasping her and forcing her to take her words back. "Just because you don't feel as I do, I would never hold that against you. Cordonia is your home."

She visibly relaxed. "Thank you Liam."

"I think," he focused on her, "I think you will be a benefit to Cordonia. I'm going to make you a duchess."

"A duchess?!" She gasped. "But..."

He knew this would keep her at hand. Give him a reason to see her without appearing as the desperate, rejected suitor. Perhaps now that the scandal was over and things calmed down, she might realize that what she thought was love for Drake was nothing more than gratefulness for his assistance.

Am I wrong for hoping this? Should I instead hope their love is true?

Liam forced a smile. "I arranged for us to go to the top." He motioned toward the statue. "Would you still like to?"

Riley returned his smile. "I really can't pass up an opportunity like that, can I?"

"I hoped you wouldn't." He replied.

He followed behind her, wishing this night had ended differently.

***************

Another five months later, Cordonia...

"Anton and his minions are in chains!" Riley held her glass high as the court cheered.

Liam tugged at the stiff collar of his jacket. It had been a day filled with emotions that he could not share with a single soul. Seeing the woman he thought he loved marry his best friend had cut deep. Discovering they had been kidnapped had caused both anger and worry as he rushed to face down the man who dared to take the throne from him.

Witnessing Riley and Drake fight side by side, each trying to protect the other had been eye opening. Neither cared about anything other than keeping the one they loved safe.

He couldn't begrudge their happiness. Nor could he continue to wish that circumstances had gone differently. Riley was not meant for him after all.

He knew he would have to let the past go and somehow find a way to move forward into the future.

******************

A month later, Monterisso Royal Palace...

"King Liam chose an heir!" Amalas exclaimed when Elisse walked into the main hall.

"He chose one? That is shocking." Elisse leaned forward to see the report that just came in. "Who's the lucky child?"

"That's just it." Amalas dropped the paper. "He has named the yet to be conceived child of the Duke and Duchess of Valtoria as his heir."

Elisse's brow furrowed. "But, he might still marry. His own children should be next in line."

"He says differently." Amalas pulled up his news conference for her cousin to watch.

"This seems wrong." Elisse mumbled. " I know those two are his closest friends--"

"And they are Guardian and Champion of the Realm." Amalas reminded her with an eye roll. "That's what he has had to use to get the people on board with his decision."

"Poor Liam." Elisse couldn't help but sympathize with the king. "He's being pressured on all sides for something he can't completely control."

"I think I might pay a visit." Amalas tapped her finger against her chin. "Perhaps see if the new duke and duchess are amenable to a possible alliance."

"It couldn't hurt." Elisse added.

"Indeed." The Queen smiled warmly at her. "I want you to come along. It has been too long since you and I went on a trip. I could use your ability to read people while I guide them toward a possible arranged marriage for their child and mine."

"I suppose I have to do as my queen commands." Elisse teased. "And I've yet to ever say no to my cousin."

"Doubly lucky for me." Amalas smirked.

"When do we leave?"

"Tomorrow."

#misfortune's intentions #choices the royal heir #liam x oc #drake x riley #choices trh

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The phone call

Here's some notices or warnings before reading!

A trans man giving birth, Seungchuchu, Trans Phichit, Haikyuu x Yuri on Ice.

Seung-gil pov-

I entered the rink, sat down my bag and took a sip out of my thermos of coffee, "Hi coach." I greeted, tired and already done with my coach for the day.

"Greetings Seung-gil, sit down we need to figure out your skating routine for the next competition."

I nodded at my coach and sat down. I sat there, listening to my coach's instructions.. Well I wasn't really listening, I couldn't bring myself to focus... Phichit, my husband, had been really sick recently. I knew that he knew why but he wouldn't tell me, while some secrets were fine, it just felt to serious to be kept a secret. But if he wants to keep that stuff to himself, then I have no wish to pry into his business.

My coach, Min-so Park, must have noticed. She gave me a light flick on the ear and raised her voice by a inch, "Pay attention." She said.

I had to restraint myself from saying something else other then sorry, "Sorry, stuff has been happening at home."

"Don't carry that onto the ice, Seung-gil."

"..Sorry.." I said, trying to sound like I was actually sorry which I wasn't.

"Alright, now how about we do this song?" She said pointing to a list of songs she had written down.

"Sure, when are we going to figure out outfits though?"

"Probably tomorrow, we need to make sure this song is good for you before we figure out costumes."

She put the list down and walked over to the music-playing setup, "Lets start practice, Seung-gil."

I nodded as I re-tied my skates and went onto the ice, ready for a tiring day of practice. I just hope Phichit is doing alright.. I'm worried, so fucking worried.

Phichit pov-

I flushed the toilet, washed the disgusting taste out of my mouth out and exited the bathroom, I took my time walking down the stairs, holding onto the handle for dear life even though my feet were fine. I still don't wanna fall. Eventually after what felt like a lifetime, I made it to the couch where I flopped and grabbed my phone. As I massaged my headache, I hit Yuuri's contact, his nickname in my phone being 'bestie' I let out a silent swear as a sting of pain came but I hit the 'call' button and sucked up the pain.

Thankfully he picked up, even though he is at practice

"Hey Phichit, did you need something?"

I let out a small fake sob, "I feel like shit.."

"Oh, is Seung-gil with you?"

"No, he wanted to stay home but his coach made him come in.."

I could tell the Japanese skater was rolling his eyes, "Have I told you how much I hate his coach?"

"Yep."

After snickering I went back to the original topic, "But I wanted to ask you what you think I've come down with. Its been a week! I have never been sick for more then 2 days and I am scared!"

Yuuri clicked his tongue, "Ok.. Tell me more, I think I have an idea.."

"Well, I have been puking a lot.."

"That happens when you're sick typically.." Now that I think about it, yeah I do puke a bunch when I rarely get sick.

"Yeah.. And you know how I hate pickles?"

"Yes?"

"I now wanna dip those in chocolate and have it for breakfast."

"Any body pain?"

"Well my stomach and hurt like a bitch and my back wants to break."

"...." Yuuri went silent.

"Uh, Yuuri? Bestie? What's wrong?"

"Don't think I'm weird for saying this alright?"

"We've been friends for like 19 years, nothing you say will make me weirded out."

"You never got a bottom surgery when you transitioned right?"

"No, I still wanted kids so I never got much done, you know, minus getting my breasts removed."

"So, I think you should go get a pregnancy test.."

My eyes went wide, "Wha?! Why?!"

"I just think that you have a lot of the symptoms that pregnant people have. I may be wrong but its better now then later, right?"

I went quiet before speaking again, "...What will Seung-gil think?"

Yuuri went out a little chuckle, "Well, if he's as good a husband as you say, he'll stay there and help you."

I chuckled along, "Yeah.. I'll talk to you later."

When I hit the end call button, I threw my phone to the other side of a coach. Upon hearing that, Seung-gil's Siberian Husky came running over and hopped on the couch to try and make me feel better by rubbing his head against my hand.

I smiled bright "Hi buddy.."

"You may be getting a human friend in a few months if Yuuri was right.." I chuckled.

This made the dogs head perk up, his tail started wagging and he went out a bork of excitement.

"I know! so exciting!" I gave him head scratches before walking to the door and grabbing my keys

I turned back to Snow, "Dads gonna go out for a bit, don't cause too much havoc while I'm gone, ok?"

After hearing another bark from the grey-white dog, I left the large apartment and started to walk down the hallway. Even when I was in the lobby and out the front door to my car, I couldn't stop opening and closing my husbands contact.. 'Save it until you actually know..' After taking a breath and by that I mean about 10 breathes, I put the keys in and drove to the store to get the test.

When I pulled into the parking lot, I unbuckled slowly and got my hat and my mask. I did everything slowly, I was just nervous.. I then thought of how lucky I would be to have a kid.. All the happy moments, seeing Seung-gil falling asleep with a baby atop his chest, and that babies adorable face.. With those ideas in my head I opened my car door and practically ran into the store.

Once I entered, I walked to the pharmacy section and after scanning the shelf like 4 times, my eyes finally landed on the pregnancy test, "Damn I must have been staring at it for like 2 minutes." I joked, I grabbed it and walked to the counter to pay, I walked back out to my car and went about 9 miles over the speed limit to get home.

Seung gil pov-

It was coming to be the middle of practice, which was when I was allowed a really quick water break before starting practice again.

"Ok Seung-gil! You can have a water break!" Coach shouted

I nodded and walked over to the bench, right when I was about to grab my water, I heard my phone ringing. When I checked the name.. It was my husband, Phichit.

"I told you to not have your phone out during practice!"

"My husbands really sick so I couldn't really NOT have it on or out." I retorted

"Just answer it."

I rolled my eyes and answered, "Hello?"

Phichit's voice on the other line was nervous, "Uh.. Hey Seung-gil.. Can you come home? Like right now?"

"Why? Are you ok?"

"We just need to talk."

"Now?" I repeated

"Yeah, sorry for interrupting your practice dear.." He sighed

"No, no! It's ok, I don't wanna be here anyway."

Phichit laughed which made my heart glow, "Alright, see you soon."

"See you soon." And with that I ended the call, grabbed my stuff and walked to the exit.

"SEUNG GIL LEE WHERE THE WORLD ARE YOU GOING?! YOU STILL HAVE PRACTICE!" My coach yelled from the rink,

My voice went back to being cold instead of sweet like when I was on the phone, "Home."

The brown haired woman started running in my direction, "Oh hell no!" But by the time she said that the door was open and I was walking to my car and quickly on the road.

--When he got home--

Once I opened the door I hear the muffled tv in the background, I kicked off my shoes at the door gave the dog some love and went to sit on the couch next to my husband.

"Welcome home.." The Thai's boy was quiet.

"So what did you wanna talk about dear? You never call me back from practice...."

"Uh.. You know how I said I was trans? How I was born a girl not a male?"

"Yes?"

Phichit stood up and walked in the direction of the bedroom, "Its best I show you, wait here.."

I nodded and waited. he came back a minute later, holding a something that looked familiar to me, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Once he sat down he handed the long stick to me,

"Guess what.. You're a dad.." His voice was nervous

I looked at the pregnancy test.

Then back to him.

"I get it if you are mad if I didn't tell you sooner that this could happen but, I have always wanted to start a family with you so, please, help me parent our child."

I couldn't even speak, I just wrapped my arms tightly around Phichit, "There is no universe where I would pass up to take care of a child with you." I breathed before continuing to speak, "I love you so much. We are going to have a happy family here, ok? I will do whatever I can to support our family."

When I finally looked up at my husband, tears were streaming down his face, I panicked, "Why are you crying?! Did I say something?!"

He laughed, wiping his small tears away, "No, you're just fine. I'm just.. happy."

I gave him a kiss on the forehead, "Are you hungry? I was thinking of ordering pizza."

"Can you get me pineapple pizza..?"

I let out a snort, "Sure."

--After ordering pizza--

Once we sat down, we happily ate, I smiled as I watched Phichit devour his pizza and his cute little face have pizza sauce get dotted on the cheeks and his chin. After he chewed he started to speak

"Hey I have a question about your coach."

I put down my pizza and looked at the cute boy, "What of her?"

"Well, I think you either need to talk to her, or get a new coach."

"I mean I would love to, but why?" I asked

"She never lets you have any holidays off or anything, no special days, no calling in before hand, no calling in sick, nothing! The only way you get out of practice is just walking out. I feel like when the kid is born, that wont be an option anymore."

I nodded my head, taking a bite from my pizza, "Yeah, you're right. I wanted to find a new coach anyway, I just needed a reason."

Phichit chuckled before gasping, "Hold on! I need to go call some people!"

I rubbed my forehead, giving a small smile, "Who are you calling?"

"Y'know, Guang-Hong, Leo and Yuuri! Imma tell them they're uncles now!"

"Alright! Don't take too long!"

A few minutes later I could hear excited gasps and congratulations coming from the kitchen

---A few months later--

Phichit pov-

I was on the phone panicking, Seung-gil couldn't be here, his coach wouldn't let him leave no matter how hard he tried so I was on the phone with Yuuri.

"Stay calm till I get there! I'll get you to the hospital Phichit."

"It fucking hurts!"

"I know just hold on!"

A few minutes later of trying to talk to keep the pain away, the door swung open with Yuuri behind it, he came over, helped me up and we got into the car.

"You're going to be a dad.. Mom? What do you wanna be called anyway?" Yuuri asked

"Whatever the child prefers."

"Do you know the gender yet?"

"No we decided to wait till he's born, which I guess is soon!" I was excited but also nervous.

"..Seung-gil will find a way to get to the hospital to see you, even if he has to jump out a window or something."

I snorted, "Victor did that didn't he?"

"I mean, yeah~"

We finally made it to the hospital and after circling the parking spot a few times, we got out and walked through the entrance.

"When I come out my life's gonna be so different.."

"Mhm! But that's a good thing!" Yuuri reminded me

"Yeah."

--About 15 minutes later--

Seung gil pov-

Once I finally got away from my coach by jumping out the window of the boys locker room and was able to maneuver my ass through the rush hour traffic, I arrived at the hospital. When I entered I instantly spotted Yuuri Katsuki, my husbands best friend and ran over to him.

"How is he?!"

"Thank god you're here."

I sat down and panted, "Yeah, my coach forced me to stay at practice, I had to crawl out through a window."

"Knew it."

"Anyway, is Phichit doing ok?"

Yuuri nodded, "Yes, they have him back there now."

"Can I not go in?"

"Ok."

I started tapping my foot from nervousness I didn't notice Yuuri get up but when I did he was holding coffee in his hand, "Here. They had a coffee cart over there, I figured you would want something to drink."

I took it from his hand, "Thanks."

"So what are you hoping for?"

"Heh, Phichit was hoping for a boy and I would be dead if I said a girl." I laughed

"Do you have a name in mind?"

"Not really, we know we want to change his last name so he can live a normal life though."

"Any ideas for that?"

"We'll figure it out. Phichit is a spur of the moment person, y'know?"

"Oh I know that too well." Yuuri took a sip of his drink before speaking again

"So, you remember when I was watching your dog at my house?"

"Yes?"

"Our dogs cuddled."

My mouth went wide, "Do you have photos?!"

"Yep!"

about 4 hours later-

"Family and friends of Phichit Lee may come in now." The doctor called

I looked at Yuuri, "You go by yourself first Seung-Gil he wants to see you more then me."

I got up and walked to the room and sat on a chair next to the hospital bed,

"Say hello to your son!" Phichit said, a smile from ear to ear on his face.

"He's adorable." I said, reaching out my pointer finger, which the little boy grabbed and held onto with his tiny hands.

"Mhm."

The child blinked a bit, "He has your eyes." I pointed out

"Just as cute too." Phichit added

"Mhm."

"So, what are we thinking for names?"

"Uhh.. I was actually thinking about it in the car."

"Oh? What did you come up with?

"I was thinking of naming him Sakusa Kiyoomi."

"That sounds good."

"Do you want to hold him?"

"Sure."

I reached my hands out and Phichit handed me my son, "I'm really a father.."

"Mhm. I love you so much."

"I love you too dear," He reached out and booped Sakusa nose

"And I love you too, Sakusa."

-16 years later-

Sakusa pov-

I was texting Atsumu, my boyfriend about practice and such.

----

'Tsumu: Hey sweet, adorable love of my life ♥♥! I have a question

Omi: Please use normal pet-names

'Tsumu: Nah

Omi: 😶😑Yes, dear?

'Tsumu: When am I gonna meet your parents? 🤔

Omi: You can come over after practice, if you want.

'Tsumu: Woah! 😲 Really?!

Omi: Sure, I don't care.

'Tsumu: Wait, aren't you at practice too?

Omi: Yeah we're taking a water break

'Tsumu: Well, I'll leave you alone! Love you! See you later tonight Omi-Omi! 😍😘💗💓

Omi: See you then, 'Tsumu <3

----

When I turned off my phone I didn't realize my cousin, Kimori, was standing right over me reading my texts.

"So, hows the married life?

"CHRIST!" I yelped

I regained my composure as the rest of the team looked over, "Great, how are you and that snake boy?" I was referring to Suguru Daishou, who was the captain of the Nohebi Academy volleyball team.

Kimori let out a gasp of betrayal, "Rude!"

"Right.."

The coach called us back onto the court, I stood up and ran back to the court with my team.

--After practice--

I sat there at the train stations coffee shop and sipped on a thing of tea while working on my laptop. I wanted to finish up school work before 'Tsumu got here, after all. While I was typing away on a writing assignment, my phone buzzed, it was one of my dads, Phichit Lee. I finished typing the paragraph, I placed a period, picked up my phone and went to answer the message.

---

Pops: Hey Kiddo👋, me and your dad will be late coming home from practice. Stop by the rink ⛸⛸ if you need anything! ♥♥

Kiyoomi: Will do. Also I will be having my boyfriend over.

Pops: Oh! 😲 Me and your dad can stay out later if you need us to😁

Kiyoomi: No, he wanted to meet you and dad.

Pops: We'll try to get home early in that case!

Kiyoomi: Alright good luck with that pair skate practice

Pops: We're gonna need it 😗

After about 15 minutes I looked out of the store and saw that Tsumu's train was pulling in, I got in and waited closer to the train for him. Once he got out I called out for him.

"'Tsumu!" I called

When I did that he ran full speed at me and wrapped his hands around my neck, with my hands wrapping around his waist.

He started placing kisses on my cheeks, "Its been so long!"

I laughed, "Its been a week."

"Same difference!"

I gave a final smile before I grabbed the fake blondes hand and led him to my car.

"So, I'm meeting your parents today?"

I nodded, "They may be late home, but yes."

We got into the car and kept talking about what was going to happen tonight,

"I'm so nervous, y'know?"

"Heh, you don't need to be, don't worry."

I then remembered something, "Also my uncle is dropping by so you'll get to meet them."

"Oo! Cool!"

I plugged my aux cord and handed the phone to 'Tsumu, "Its your turn for music this weekend dear, please don't play The Bee Movie sound track the whole way home."

"Awh! You're lucky I love you Omi!"

He put on Shinedowns new album Amaryllis, so I was happy.

"Nice song choice."

Tsumu rested my hand on top of mine which was already resting on his thigh.

"Do you want me to stop and get coffee or something? Or do you wanna head straight to my place?"

"Meh I had coffee earlier, we can head to your place."

"Oh you haven't been to my place before have you? It's always me visiting you."

"Yeah! That just makes me more excited!"

I smiled.

"Wait.. I NEED TO ASK FOR YOUR BABY PHOTOS!"

"NO!"

We finally pulled into the garage of the apartment complex and exited the car. When we entered the lobby Atsumu spoke up, "This is a really nice looking place."

"Yeah my folks make good money so we have a good sized apartment." I explained as we walked to the elevator

I hit the '8' button and waited till the doors re-opened, we exited as an elderly couple entered and walked to the apartment as the numbers went up across the doors, 801, 802, 803, 804... Finally we reached the apartment, with the silver plaque reading 810. I twisted the key and was instantly greeted by Snow and Makkachin. Makkachin was staying here just because Victor and Yuuri were in Russia and Makkachin was getting too old to travel, y'know, being 15 and all.

Atsumu instantly got down on his knees to give Snow head scratches, "Oh my god! You have dogs! Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Snow is my parents and Makkachin," I said pointing to the dogs as I mentioned them, "Is just staying here till my uncle comes to get them today."

"They're so pretty!"

"Mhm."

Me and Atsumu took off our shoes, I went to the kitchen, filled up the dogs bowls, washed my hands and then crashed on the couch.

Once Atsumu noticed my presence he laid his head on my lap "Your place is nice, Omi-Omi."

"Thanks."

"..Can I change positions so we can both be comfy?" I asked

Atsumu nodded and sat up so I could lay down, Atsumu then laid onto my chest, listening to my breathing and heart beat.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

-10 minutes later-

After we laid there and watched tv for a bit, I heard a knock on the door, "That must be my uncle." Atsumu shot up, and followed me to the door.

When I opened it, I saw my uncle, Nikiforov-Katsuki Yuuri and his husband Victor standing to his left. Once they took a step in the door Makkachin came bolting towards them

"Makkachin! My baby!" Victor called out as he lifted Makkachin into his arms.

Atsumu stood in surprise for a minute while I talked to them. Does he know that they're famous figure skaters? No, I think his twin brother Osamu and his team captain Kita are into that stuff.

"So, before you go I want you to meet someone," I started, I gestured to my boyfriend as I spoke, "This is my boyfriend, Atsumu Miya."

Yuuri smiled and shook his hand, "Its a pleasure to meet you, Atsumu."

After Victor did the same they turned to leave before Atsumu spoke up, "Wait! Can I get your autographs? My captain and brother are big figure skating fans and they would kill me if I passed this up."

Victor and Yuuri laughed and nodded, "Sure! We'd love to!"

Victor and Yuuri signed the autograph to Osamu and wrote below it, "Your brothers cool!" and the one to Kita with "The best captain ever! Kita!"

"Thank you."

"Of course! Your family now after all!"

After we said our goodbyes, Yuuri and Victor left me and my boyfriend alone again. I looked at Atsumu, grabbed his hand and we walked back over to the couch to watch tv while Snow slept on her bed near us. Atsumu kept insisting that we watch Gilmore Girls until I finally gave in and we ended up binging to season 3.

"I'm telling you! Luke is the best!"

"Aand why do you think that?"

I shrugged, "Meh Lorelai is better."

"No!"

We kept bickering like children for a few minutes before I pulled my lover in for a kiss, that managed to shut him up. But his red face was too cute to not kiss over, and over, and over again. So that's exactly what I did.

"A kiss here." I said giving a kiss on his cheek, "And a kiss for the other side," "A kiss here," "And a kiss here,"

"Omiiiiiiii~"

I laughed, stopping my kissing spree after I kissed every spot on his face, "I love you."

"I love you more, baby dearest."

I smiled, "Just call me baby or dear. Baby dearest sounds weird."

"Awh but its cute!"

Snow barked as they awoke from their nap

"See? Even snow agrees that its cute!"

I looked over at Snow with a deadpan look, "Really? I know you like my boyfriend because he gave you belly rubs, but, really?"

--When Seung-gil and Phichit got home--

I was too focused on the snoring Atsumu on my chest to hear the clicking of the front door, the removal of shoes, or the hanging of keys. It was only when I was a flash off a camera did I know that my parents saw my boyfriend laying on my lap.

My dad started rapidly typing on his phone, "Seung-gil! Get in here! This is adorable!"

The black haired Korean walked into the room, "Phichit, lets let them relax and get dinner started ok?"

"OK!" After that, Seung-gil was walking to the kitchen and Phichit speed walking to keep up.

After a few more minutes Atsumu woke up from his nap with a yawn, "Hey Omi-kun."

"Good morning dear."

I started petting his head when spoke, "Did your parents come home?"

"Mhm."

"WAIT WHAT?!"

"Shh.. I just wanted you to sleep, its fine."

"..OK."

Then I heard a gasp from the kitchen

"SEUNG-GIL! SAKUSAS BOYFRIEND IS AWAKE!"

My dads had came peaking out from the corner 2 seconds later, "Atsumu, this is my dad."

The cheerful boy sat up and shook my dads hand, "Hi, I'm Atsumu Miya."

"Im Phichit Lee."

"Hold on im gonna go get your other dad." My dad said before leaving the room to go grab his husband.

"Wait... YOU HAVE TWO DADS AND YOU DIDNT TELL ME?!"

"You never asked."

"Humph." Atsumu huffed, turning his head.

"Oh come on.. Look at me dear."

"Nu!"

"I'll let you see baby pictures of me later." I offered.

"..."

I sighed and grabbed his hand, "We'll go get fatty tuna tomorrow with Kimori and his boyfriend."

Atsumu head perked up, "Yes! I love you!"

After that, my dad came in the room with my other dad, "My name is Seung-Gil Lee." He greeted before shaking Atsumu's hand.

After that we sat down at the dinner table, with me and Atsumu on one side and my parents on the other.

"So how long have you two been together?" Phichit asked

"Since our first year of Highschool." I answered

My dads smile grew, "Wait! Are we the first ones in the family to know?!"

"Nah, Uncle Leo and Guang-Hong know."

He gasped dramatically and put a hand on his chest, "My own squad betraying me like that, so tragic~"

"Also heres a question." Atsumu started

"Yes?"

"Whos your favorite character in Gilmore Girls?"

"Luke." Seung-Gil said

This caused my dad to look at him with bewilderment, "Am I just getting betrayed tonight?! Lorelai is SO much better!"

"Nope."

After we finished eating we went to the living room and chatted.

"So what happened at practice?"

"Oh I got a story," Seung-gil started, putting his cup down.

"So you know how me and your dad are skating on the same rink as the Russian team till our rink gets redone?"

"Yes?"

"So apparently Georgi is dating that one French skater."

"Which one?"

"Jean.. Douche? Y'know that Akaashi boys dad."

That comment made Atsumu nearly spit out his drink, Phichit's dark eyes went wide, "Are you ok?!"

"Yeah, my best friends just dating Akaashi so it was just surprising that he's part French."

"Wait, I thought Oikawa was your best friend?"

"I have multiple best friends, Omi."

"Anyway, so, I heard that Kimori got a boyfriend~"

"Phichit, dear, love of my life, please don't tell me your using your sisters kids life as blackmail."

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Yeah he does." I answered

"Do you have photos?!"

"Dad, I wouldn't be your child if I didn't have blackmail."

I quickly pulled up a photo and showed it to my dads,

(Here's the photo, credit to the artist)

And with that my dad started gushing over the photo, "Awh! Thats so cute!"

"Speaking of cute, do you have Sakusa's baby photos?"

"Oh you bet I do!"

For the next half an hour they looked at baby photos.

Once Atsumu got ready to leave, he asked for a final thing, "Can I get your autographs? My captain and twin brother love figure skating and you two are some of their favorites."

They nodded and signed the papers, and with that, I gave Atsumu a kiss on the cheek and he left.

"Sooo whens the wedding?"

#Sakusa #yuri on ice #haikyuu!!#Seungchuchu #phichit chulanont #seung gil lee #Trans #Child #sakuatsu #Gilmore girls #Anime #Gay

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dreamingofmilk · 5 years

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Anesthesia

Synopsis: You've been assigned to give Thor a check up after his surgery. Who would have thought anesthesia would affect him this way?

Word Count: 1486

Warnings: mild smut

"Y/N you're needed in exam room 200."

You sighed, "There goes my break." You threw away what was left of your lunch and made your way to the second floor of the stark tower, the Avengers private hospital level.

Once you got there you grabbed the patient chart. Your manager, Kelly, was waiting outside of the room. You raised an eyebrow, "What are we dealing with here?"

"Patient underwent surgery successfully, but is still feeling the anesthesia. He just needs a routine check." You nodded and glanced through the chart, scanning over the name and a bit of the medical information before your eyes flew back to the name. Thor Odinson was in the hospital?! You were surprised paparazzi weren't busting the door down.

"Thor?!" You whisper yelled.

Kelly smirked. "Why do you think I called you? You're the only one I know who won't fangirl around him. The last thing the hospital needs is a sexual harassment charge."

Joke's on you Kelly! Y/N thought. You loved Thor the most of all the Avengers. His looks obviously, but his personality even more. He was goofy and kind, and loyal to a fault. You just didn’t let your interest in him show at work. Hospitals are breeding grounds for gossip, especially amongst the other nurses, so you tried your hardest to keep your name out of anyone's mouth. This would be a dream come true. You get to not only meet your favorite 'celebrity', you get to treat him. Kelly really came through clutch!

You shook off as much of your nerves as you could. Fan or not, you were going to make sure Thor got the best care possible, from you or anyone else that crosses this threshold. Once you’d gotten your bearings, you knocked softly on the door. All you heard was a grunt, so you opened the door and quickly realized that all of the photos and Youtube videos you’d seen of Thor didn’t do him justice.

The man was absolutely massive! The hospital bed barely contained him. His feet hung off the edge and his arms hung from the sides of the bed. He seemed to be awake, but he wasn’t quite lucid. What drugs could they have possibly used that worked on a fucking god?

You cleared your throat and greeted him. “Hello Mr. Odinson. My name is Nurse Y/N, I’ll be giving you a check to make sure everything went well with the surgery. Is that ok?”

The only answer you received was a grunt, so you moved forward slowly and put on your gloves and equipment.

“Ok Mr. Odinson, Can you sit up for me please?”

He righted himself before you could reach out to assist him. So he must be somewhat coherent, you thought to yourself. You grabbed your blood pressure cuff and did your best to wrap it around his massive arm. It just barely made it. “There we go. You’re going to feel a bit of pressure on your arm.”

Thor chuckled, “Which one, the one between my legs? I already feel plenty of pressure there. You’re very pretty you know. Makes things kind of hard for me, shame on you.” His speech was slurred, but you understood every word he said. You couldn’t even stop your eyes from glancing at the area in question, and the bulge there was just as massive as the rest of his body. You shuddered at the thought. How the hell could anybody take that beast?

You didn’t respond to him out loud though. There’s no way you could have a casual conversation about his dick, or the fact that it was getting hard. You'd just pretend you didn't hear him. The blood pressure cuff creaked as it tightened around his arm, no doubt straining to stay intact. You double checked that the velcro was secure and carried on with your examination.

"Blood pressure looks good. Now I need to check your heartbeat."

Thor nodded slightly. And sat up a bit straighter. You moved it to his chest, the sensor looked like a toy compared to his broad chest. His heartbeat started at a normal pace, but it gradually sped up. You were worried something was amiss until he spoke.

Thor groaned quietly. "You smell so good." He reached out and wrapped his hand around your wrist. Suddenly his face was buried in your neck. It took everything in you not to let out the nastiest moan you had within you. You pulled back slowly as Thor moved his large arms to wrap around your waist. His eyes were glazed, but there was much more awareness there than you thought.

"Mr. Odinson, I need you to calm down so I can get an accurate heart rate." You gulped.

His eyes dropped from yours to your lips. You felt your body clench when he bit his bottom lip and slowly brought his eyes back to yours. No one should be able to put that much sex appeal into a look while doped up on anesthesia. This man was dangerous.

He smiled, "How is any man supposed to be calm around you? I'm sure humans fall at your feet."

"Definitely not happening." You looked away in embarrassment, a humorless laugh fell from your lips.

He scoffed, "Then they are weak or stupid. I am neither. I know beauty when I see it."

You were taken aback. You knew you were attractive, but you didn't consider yourself especially beautiful. And the way he said it, so casually, like it was an accepted fact, just made it that much better.

You couldn't look at his face, you were too flustered, but Thor wasn't having it. He lightly grabbed your chin and pulled your face up until your eyes met. His eyes were so piercing, it felt like they were slicing you open and looking at your bare soul.

Without breaking eye contact, he leaned forward. There was only an inch of space between you and you could pick out all of the little details in his face. The flecks of green in his eyes, how unfairly long his eyelashes were, how soft his lips looked.

He grinned, like he knew exactly where your focus was, "Y/N, when I get you alone…" He paused and let out a soft groan while shifting slightly, still quite unbalanced from the anesthesia. "We'll be so good together. I'll make you feel so good. Thunder doesn't only cause pain, sweetheart."

You couldn't fight the shiver that ran through your entire body. Thor was lowkey kinky! You were definitely trying to find out just how deep that kinkiness ran, but you had a job to do. "My only concern is your health Mr. Odinson." There we go, a safe answer.

Thor scoffed, "You forget I'm a god. I can smell you, Y/N. My health isn't your only concern. Don't worry though. As soon as I sleep this off, I'll take care of your other concern. You'll have to keep that uniform on, I quite like it." He grips your scrub clad ass tightly and thoroughly. You let out a soft whimper in response to his groping.

He groaned as his hands squeezed your ass cheeks, "Have you ever felt every nerve ending in your body go off all at once?"

You moaned from his rough treatment, "No, that's not medically possible."

He tsked and pulled you closer. His hand moved down slightly and his middle finger brushed against your core and he sent a shock that started at your clit and radiated through your entire body. You could feel your toes curl and your scalp tingle. You quickly reached out and grabbed his biceps as your knees gave out. Thank god these rooms were soundproofed. The moan you let out was definitely loud enough to be heard through the hallway.

Your eyes flitted up to his, "What the hell was that?!"

He licked his lips and smiled. You felt your panties dampen. “You'll find out soon. The doctor says I should be released later today once the sedative has worn off. I'll take care of us then.”

Thor presses a soft kiss on your lips, so fleeting you thought you imagined it, until you felt a sharp stimulating zing on your lips. You gasped and pulled back looking at Thor in shock, the lightning blue in his eyes slowly dissipating with a huge smirk on his lips.

A minute later he was sleeping, snoring without a care in the world. Like he didn't just promise to blow your back out.

What the hell did you get yourself into?

You weren’t sure, but you made a mental note to ask Kelly for a day off tomorrow. You looked back at the large mass of god in the bed and bit your bottom lip, your body still tingling with remnants of thel electric shocks.

Better make it two days.

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timeoverload · 4 months

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Today wasn't as easy as I was anticipating. I felt like I wanted to scream at everyone at the end of the day. I didn't do that but I was super irritated.

I woke up with a migraine this morning and it hasn't gone away. I am wondering if I am having withdrawals from the muscle relaxers. I didn't think I had that much of a problem but apparently I was wrong. I'm kind of upset that the spine specialist was encouraging me to keep refilling my prescription if I needed it but I have been taking them way too long. I think he's a good doctor but I don't think that was wise for him to tell me that it was ok. I'm not going to throw out my pills but it is going to be a long time before I try to take those again. I don't want to have this problem and I need to give my body some time to recover. I need to be more careful. I am just frustrated because they made it a lot easier to get through the day. I am glad I didn't have any heart palpitations today.

I only had 22 cases and I thought it was going to be a short day but I was wrong. The morning went fine and I didn't get overwhelmed at all. I was all caught up by 11:45.

We had a department meeting at noon and it didn't get done until 1:30 because the director had a long list of things to talk about. There were a lot of higher-ups/executives there and they never show up to our meetings so I was surprised. They said nice things about us so that was encouraging. They said we are one of the most important departments in the hospital and it's nice to be getting more recognition. The director told us about a bunch of things that are changing. I think most of the changes are good. We have gotten a lot of new equipment recently. We finally got a fancy new instrument dryer this week because our old one was tiny and beat up. The fan squeaked constantly for months and it was so annoying. The director also said that the changes that I have helped implement have saved the hospital millions of dollars. I didn't do it all by myself but I still think I should get a raise. The director didn't say anything else that is worth mentioning.

After the meeting, I got a little behind because I had a bunch of pans piled up in decontam. It didn't take long to get caught up because the doctor wasn't working very fast. I didn't get too stressed out until they told me that another patient had bed bugs. That messed up my day and I had to go change clothes.

The last case took forever. I ended up having to stay late to clean up afterward. I asked my co-worker if she could take over so I could leave on time but she said she had too much to do. She was kind of rude about it and they weren't even that busy. I think that she just didn't want to do it. She knows I can't stay late but I wasn't going to argue with her. The people that work in the basement came up to help too because they were done down there so I'm sure everybody else left early. I just decided to go sit in the hallway and watch the surgery because I felt like I couldn't do anything else while I was waiting.

I was frustrated because I was trying to clean up in decontam and the coordinator brought me a dirty chuck & burr and told me I needed to sterilize it for tomorrow. She told me I should just rinse it off with water to clean it. I wasn't going to do that because it doesn't work and it's not the right thing to do. It takes a long time to clean the right way. I had to fill my ultrasonic back up so it took over 20 minutes to wash it. I feel better knowing that I did the right thing but I was grumpy about it. I didn't leave until after 6.

I ate breakfast this morning but it was gross. I was too nauseated to eat lunch. I still don't have much of an appetite. I was going to stop and get food after work but I was tired and felt like I couldn't focus enough to drive. My main goal tomorrow is to eat a lot. I hope I have more of an appetite because I don't like feeling like this. I wish my head would stop hurting.

I think I am going to pass out really soon. I am having trouble keeping my eyes open. I don't have much else to say right now. Hopefully I have a more relaxing day tomorrow.

I hope everyone else has a good day tomorrow too. Thank you for listening to me vent. 💖💖💖

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missharasser · 5 years

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My cat is not getting better

Hi, it's happening again. What I thought would be something I could forget about is happening yet again, my other cat is sick and with the same disease as the one that died early this year. I was confused as to why he got sick since I care for them a lot, but the vet told me that FLUTD is really common in males. So here I am, once again asking for help. I truly didn't want to do this since I didn't want to come across as someone who always asks for money, but at this point I don't know what else to do, I've been selling my stuff and doing jobs for people but it is not enough.

His name is Castiel, he's two years old and this past two weeks have been a nightmare, I first realized my cat was sick last week on Monday when I arrived home and noticed he couldn't pee at all, he didn't want to eat nor drink and he didn't have the strength to get on the bed. I took him to the vet immediately and they diagnosed him with FLUTD (Feline lower urinary tract disease).

The vet told me they couldn't use the urinary catheter since they didn't know just how big the crystals and sediment in his bladder were, so they appointed me for an urinalysis and an ultrasound. The next day I went to the appointment and they told me they were now sure he had FLUTD, and that he needed to change his diet and that only with antibiotics and a few shots he would be alright.

Sadly that was not the case. One day passed and I went to the vet to get his medicine but he looked weak and still wasn't eating. I was feeding him with re-hydration solutions and some vitamin gel but it wasn't enough. I couldn't give him too much solution either or his bladder would be damaged since he still couldn't pee. They told that if he looked worse that night that I should bring him fast and not wait for tomorrow. That afternoon I spent every ten minutes checking his vitals and making sure his bladder wasn't hard. Sadly at 7pm his pulse dropped and he wasn't breathing as fast so I took him to the vet, they told me he was getting cold and that he was at a risk of hypothermia. He had to be hospitalized that night.

The next day I went to check up on him and he looked really bad and that's when they told me that he indeed had hypothermia and that it had been really difficult to manage also that a surgery was needed. The urethral obstruction (a blockage in the urethra, which is the tube that carries urine from the bladder and out of the body) got worse and while he had started to pee it hurt him so bad since the clumps were bigger than his urethra.

I told them I didn't have any money left and that I would try to gather enough to pay, but business is business and they told me they could only perform the surgery if I paid. That day I sold my graphic tablet, some glasses and did paid homework. I managed to gather enough money and told them they could start the surgery.

That was last Friday. After that he had to stay hospitalized throughout the weekend. On Saturday I went to check up on him. He looked sick and skinny, still a little weak after surgery and he had an IV since he was dehydrated. They told me that if it went well I could pick him up on Monday.

On Monday he looked way better, still a little disoriented but better. They gave him his medicine and told me that I had to come back again so they could check up on him and give him the rest of the medicine. I took him home and he looked so happy to be here. He was rubbing himself on my legs and my hands while I was sitting with him. The next two days were uneventful, he started to eat, pee and was even meowing. On Wednesday I was told that everything was ok and that I only had to come back in 15 days.

Last night was when all went downhill. He refused to eat and he didn't want to drink anymore. At 2am he puked all over the floor and started shaking a little bit. I was worried but I had to wait until morning to take him to the vet.

His ears and paws started to feel cold so I heated some water bottles and wrapped him up in a blanket and hugged him the rest of the night. Today he wasn't as cold as before but not as warm as he should be. I took him to the vet and they said that he had kind of a water bag in the stomach area and that he would need to have surgery performed again to see what's going on. They're worried that that liquid they feel is pee since it could be mortal. He was dehydrated again since he didn't want to drink anything.

They said that since I have been paying on time for the last week that they could wait this time, they will perform that surgery today and I have a week to pay all the bills that are needed during and after surgery.

Up till now I have spent more than $350 (appointments, ultrasound, medicine, shots, hospitalization, surgery, special dry and wet food, transport, etc) and it may sound like it’s not much but in Mexico it is expensive (almost $7000 pesos). I don't know how to make more money. As some of you know I'm a college student and money is not something I have in abundance. I managed to pay all the bills from last week, but it will probably be the same amount now since he will need new pain meds and noninflammatory, also antibiotics and the days he would have to stay hospitalized.

I love my cat. He has helped me a lot with my depression and I truly don't know what I would do without him. The worst thing is that everytime I think of him I'm reminded that my last cat had the same illness and the he couldn't survive. I'm so anxious right now I just want him to be okay.

If any of you could help I would be really really grateful. If not, it doesn't matter, just good wishes is enough. I'm still selling some stuff I have and doing some jobs when I find the time, but finals are coming and I'm worried I won't have enough time to study and care for my baby.

https://www.paypal.me/letipimhe

I'm sorry for the long post, but I’m desperate and even if I just get some cents I don't care. Anything helps. If you can’t donate please share, I’ll be really grateful. Also if you’d like to see the receipts so you know I’m not lying just tell me.

#cat #vet bills #animal help #signal boost #If you can't donate please reblog #thank you #blood tw #im really anxious i had to post this but its my only option #castiel

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