A/N: Hey guys and girls, so this is my new Walking Dead Fic, this is going to be different to a lot of stuff I write in how each chapter will proceed. I just recently finished playing the first five chapter of TellTale games Walking Dead, (loved it would definitely recommend), and well I got to thinking why couldn't I do a story like that? So this is how I'm going to do it, I hope you'll bear with me. At the end of each chapter I plan to leave some kind of cliff-hanger, where two-three options will present themselves. My plan is to have you, my faithful readers to put in a review or PM which option you would like the character/s to take. After I have received so many I will then write the next chapter based off the majority decision. Sound good? I hope so! Well here goes enjoy ;D
"So Merle, do you want to explain why your test came back positive?" I asked as I sat my office desk. Merle Dixon had been a patient of mine for the past six months. Sometimes I felt I made great progress, each time he did go clean, from drugs at least, he went for longer periods. But then he would dip straight back down in to his hole.
"What can I say," He smirked swinging his legs up to plant on my desk. "I was bored and I need some fun, seen as you don't want any. Cause let's face it for a doc you are easy on the eyes. Sound to, not like some of these dopes around here."
"Merle, you're my patient. I'm here to help you and you're here to get clean. Isn't that what you said you wanted to get clean for," He cut me off and I feared perhaps I'd pushed a little too much, when I should have just let him go on for a while.
"Maybe I just wanted to waste your damn time! Maybe I wanted the methadone you're handing out like candy." He chuckled to himself.
"Ok." I needed a different approach. "So you must enjoy the kick you get from these drugs you take, what does it do for you? Huh? Make you feel free? Make you not care? Or does it make everything go away?" He stared at me for a long time not answering my questions, and then suddenly he stood.
"You know what doc? I don't have the time for your bullshit, fucking with me, trying to get inside my damn head. Fuck you, fuck this clinic and fuck your synthetic drugs!" He moved to the door walking out and slamming the door shut. I began to pick up my notes on Merle to pack away; he was my last patient today. I dealt with a lot of drug and alcohol abusers, they were all the same hurt and low in one way or another. You just needed to find the cause and help them overcome it. I would get Merle Dixon to the other side, if only I could find out what started it to begin with.
"Charlie, screwed up another patient?" Bryce asked, he felt we should just give them the methadone and send them on their way, but that wasn't helping anyone. Bryce was tall, dark haired and ripped beyond belief. If he had a personality that didn't make me wanna hurl my lunch I'd have dated him a long time ago. "Anyway, we might be a little understaffed tomorrow, so you might want to get an early night."
"Why's that?" I asked as I filed away my things, grabbing a rubber band to tie up my black hair.
"Some new virus going around looks bad General wants us to send a few doctors that way in the morning, as relief. Plus they got some crazy folk going around apparently biting people, seems to me someone watched Silence of the Lambs to much growing up." He laughed. I shook my head as I grabbed my jacket I didn't appreciate his wise cracks at our patients all the time, though he and several of the receptionist staff thought he was god's gift to comic genius.
"You're not funny Bryce." He was about to protest when I walked out of office and out into the foyer.
"Hey, hey Dr Hawke," I stopped as Janice called my name. Bryce's number one fan, skinny, blonde, legs up to here, with IQ the size of a pin head.
"Yes Janice?"
"Mr Dixon forgot to pick up his meth, you want to take it or shall I get one of the vans to drop it off tomorrow?" I sighed, I had dropped his methadone off a few times, if he forgot to pick it up or requested it be delivered, their trailer, Merle's and his younger brother Daryl's, was not far out of my way. But before I could answer her the door to the clinic flew open and Mrs Hubert came rushing in with her eldest son Jake. She was in tears as she set her eyes on me.
"Oh thank goodness, Dr Hawke, Charlie. Some crazy man bit Jake as we left soccer practice. Look what he did!" She whipped Jake round in front of me as he winced in pain and lifted his arm for me to inspect.
"Oh…my, right well come inside, I'll have it cleaned up in a jiffy." Mrs Hubert was in hysterics and had a vice like grip on her sons arm. "Janice, would you fetch Mrs Hubert a cup of tea, while I patch Jake up?" Janice nodded and went into the back, but it wasn't until Bryce came out and gently pried her hand away could I get Jake away and into the back.
I sat him down and fetched the few things I would need, sterile pads, tape, bandage, tetanus shot and my prescription pad.
"How you feeling Jake?" I asked as I sat opposite and carefully took his arm to inspect more closely.
"Weird, I've never been bitten before. I got bit pushing mom out of the way, I thought he was going to attack her, but then he bit me."
"That's very brave of you to do." I smiled as I cleaned the wound ready for the pad. Jake was 14 small for a boy his age, but he was strong, if he could so easily push his mother away. "OK so I'm going to have to give you a tetanus shot ok?" He nodded as I prepped a needle. "I'm also going to give you a course of antibiotics just to be careful as the wound looked very dirty, almost infected already." I pulled the needle from his skin and quickly scribbled down what he needed and my signature. "Ok we're all done." I smiled walking with him out to the foyer.
"Look mom, how cool is this? I look like I've been in a fight!" I had to smile, though Mrs Hubert didn't smile.
"Thank you Charlie, is that a prescription for him?"
"Just a course of antibiotics, just to be on the safe side, it was nasty bite." She nodded and took it to Janice who went to get the meds she needed. "Now you keep that clean and any problems at all give us a call or go to the hospital, ok?" He nodded and headed to the door.
"Thank you again Charlie I know it's late." Mrs Hubert nodded and left after her son.
"Dr Hawke to the rescue!" Bryce laughed.
"It's not funny Bryce, that kid was bitten by someone, an adult tried to take a piece of Jake." He shut up then knowing not to push me. Janice ever oblivious to anything that wasn't a celebrity, fashion or a hot guy looked up at me.
"So you want to take Mr Dixons drugs to him or not?"
A/N: OK first decision of the story! Should Dr Charlie Hawke take Merle's methadone to him? Or should she let it get delivered tomorrow? The choice is yours!