Hello everyone. My next day off is Wednesday so I thought I would start a story today since I found some inspiration, also I've been having a little trouble fitting in at work since some people there are a little more 'tense' than the ones at my old job, so I just need to take my mind of it a little.
Cal and Ethan walked to work one day, they were having a very 'interesting' conversation.
"Oh come on Ethan!" Cal jokingly nudged his brother.
"Absolutely not!" Ethan exclaimed with a smile.
"Pleeeeeeeease!" Cal begged.
"Cal forget it, I am NOT naming any of my future children after you." Ethan chuckled, Cal looked at him with a joking shocked facial expression.
"Why not?" Cal asked.
"Caleb Jr? Really?" Ethan couldn't help but laugh.
"How about Cal Jr.? I always prefer Cal more than Caleb, sounds too posh especially when you and Connie say it." Cal suggested. Ethan scoffed.
"Regardless, and besides even if I did have any children I am not naming them after any family." Ethan answered honestly.
"I bet you'll change your mind one day." Cal smiled. Ethan rolled his eyes and smiled and the brothers walked into the ED ready to start the day.
Elsewhere in the ED, Dylan was still feeling haunted by the number four bay in resus, he moved every single patient from the bay to 'protect' them from death. Rita went up to him.
"Look Dylan yesterday-" Rita began to talk but was interrupted by Dylan.
"Forget it." Dylan didn't want to hear it, Rita said she wouldn't tell anyone about Dylan's problem and she stabbed him in the back. Dylan stood there with his hands on his hips staring at the number four.
"No I won't, you told me to keep it confidential but I just thought Zoe could help because you're close with her." Rita was being honest.
"Let's just leave it, I'm going to get some air." Dylan left resus with Rita watching him. As Dylan walked through reception he noticed a little boy sitting on his own, the boy looked back at Dylan but Dylan still kept walking. The little boy got up and followed him. He peeked round the ED doors, watching Dylan walk to the bench and sat down. The boy pulled out a crumpled up photo from his pocket and looked at it then looked at Dylan...
Hmm wonder what's going on here? Hehe I'll leave you guys to have a guess.
I have to go bed now since I got to be up at like 3am but I will upload chapter two tomorrow when I get home from work which should be around 1pm-ish and I'll continue the rest of the story on my days off : )