14 To Go

by SaraEve41

A drabble. A child lost in the neurology wing is not so lost. Dr. Foreman helps him find his way.

Every fourth tile was gray. That's how he remembered how far he was from his mom's room. He counted them.

'Hey little man, where you headed?' a man asked him. The boy looked up; saw the man wore a name tag. He spelled it out. N-E-U-R-O-L-O-G-I-S-T. Doctors were ok.

'Dad and Mom are having a grown up talk, so they asked me to wait outside. But I'm not lost. 14 gray tiles that way and I'm home.'

Foreman grasped the child's hand and said 'Let's see what Mom and Dad had to talk about.' knowing it wasn't good.