Title: Labyrinthine
Fanfic Of: One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
Summary: Taber is more than just an angry man. Really, the only thing that has access to his soul...is her presence.
Rated: M for language and secks-yoo-wull stuff.
For the ten years Taber lived in the mental institution, he's never fallen as madly in lust for a nurse as he has for the newcomer, whose name is Raidley. It's an odd enough name—but Taber finds it as sexy as the woman herself. It just rolls off his tongue...just like that time they stole away into the day room while everyone was in quarantine due to that fuckin' bout of influenza that rampaged through the ward, fortunately leaving them untouched. Lots of things rolled off his tongue that day...
He grins as he watches Harding slap Martini's hand away from his meticulously laid-out game of solitaire. Taber is more than just an angry man. Really, the only thing that has access to his soul and mind—his body—is her presence.
Recently Raidley has taken a different schedule to accommodate her training courses, which means Taber can only see her on Mondays, Wednesdays, and the occasional Friday. And despite the effort of attempting to keep their relationship secret, Harding manages to give him a hard time.
''Hey, Tabe-inator," Harding calls to him, bringing him back to Earth. "Tomorrow is Monday, isn't it? Doesn't that mean Miss Quinn is on duty?"
The grin on Taber's face disappears in a flash. "I dunno, Asshole. I don't keep her schedule."
Sefelt finds Defensive Taber hysterical. "But you keep her bras, right?"
Taber looks at him, his arms crossed and the ghost of a smirk gracing his features. He was hoping someone would speculate. "You sayin' I'm fucking Miss Quinn?"
Frederickson chuckles. "If the shoe fits."
The six-foot-odd patient doesn't hesitate to flip the bird as he gets up to approach the nurse's window, rapping twice on the glass.
Nurse Ratched's bruises never fully healed, he notices as she answers. But she got what she deserved.
''Can I help you, Taber?"
He's about to reply when the sound of the gate opening catches his attention. He peers around, ignoring the snickers of the guys, and he stands in the hallway, frowning.
Ratched seems confused as well as she exits the nurses' station. ''Miss Quinn...what are you doing here on a Sunday?"
Raidley seems startled, and she stops walking. "It's Sunday? Oh...well. I don't have class, so...I decided to come to work today. Is that alright?"
''I don't see why not."
Taber's smile is hidden to everyone except for Raidley, who winks at him. He turns and quickly acts as if nothing's happening. He notices everyone is watching him, and he crosses his arms.
"The fuck are you looking at?" he snaps before going to a corner and acting the wallflower.