"Heaven In Your Eyes"
This is a really heartwarming story about Hank and Mychelle Winters, an interpreter that he meets at Rampart Hospital after injuring his hand while cutting the shrubs one day. Mychelle knew of him long before he knew of her; when he would on occasion she would notice him in a big way and hoped to be with him someday.
Mychelle has a five year old son Chad who is special needs because she was pregnant with him, she was in a very abusive relationship both in pregnancy and after Chad was born. Hank will tell the story of how she broke free and was able to start a new life. It is shortly before they are to wed and he is looking back on the relationship and all the barriers they have had to overcome together. Chad is a loveable character so please no flames towards him. If this isn't your cup of tea, stop here. Constructive thoughts are OK; flammatory, hurtful remarks are not. I'm going to try to keep Hank in canon as much as possible.
Nothing E! belongs to me. If it did I'd be blissfully married to Hank, Mike, Marco and Kel. Mychelle and Chad are not for public domain. The song "Heaven In Your Eyes" by Loverboy inspired this story.
It was an afternoon I'll never forget. I was off that day and decided to do some work around the house. I mowed the grass, did some weeding and decided to trim the shrubs in the front yard. So I was trimming merrily along when the trimmer slipped and got my right hand and good.
Blood was everywhere and I was using a string of colorful words and I knew I had to get it looked at and pretty dam fast. I went in the house and grabbed a couple of dish towels and wrapped them around my hand and got my truck keys and headed to the hospital.
Luckily the hospital wasn't far from where I lived and I got there in a fairly good clip. When I got there, I headed straight for the Emergency Room.
I was greeted by Dixie who was on duty that day and she asked me what happened and immediately got me into a treatment room and brought a mysteriously good looking young lady with her. She introduced herself as Mychelle Winters and impressed me to no end.
She was a beauty with a very long French braid in her dark hair and she spoke very kindly and compassionately. I got stupid in the moment and asked her if she was married or involved and she said neither so I asked her out and she accepted. It wasn't long after that when Kel Brackett walked in. Dixie stayed with us and she and Kel examined my hand and Kel told me it would need stitches and I was looking at a ten day vacation from work.
He got the bleeding under control then went to work stitching the cut back together. It wasn't the most enjoyable thing I have ever experienced but I lived through it. After stitching it, he wrapped it for me and told me to come back to see him in a couple of days so he could check it.
I agreed to that and he told me that if there were any problems in the meantime to come back to the Emergency Room right away. After he left the treatment room, Mychelle and I got to talking for a few minutes and made arrangements when I would pick her up for our date.
I wasn't happy with having ten days off from work but I thought if Mychelle and I hit it off, it might not be so bad after all. We would see. Dixie came back with my release papers and I had to sign and I was all set.
I would pick Mychelle up the next day at 7:00 pm. I was going to take her to my favorite steak joint. They have other food there as well but I am partial to their steaks. She was fine with the suggestion so that was good.
The next day I did what I could to stay busy. Couldn't do anything heavy duty but I could do light stuff so that's what I did. I ended up doing a little painting on the deck and touched up a few spots that needed it feeling thankful it wasn't my left hand that was hurt.
I did a little bit of dusting inside then sat down and did some reading. Nothing like a huge notebook of procedures with an ice cold beer to go with it. I'm not much of a drinker but every now and then a beer does sound good.
The Chief dropped by the station a couple of shifts ago and wanted me to look over the notebook he gave me. He said he was getting input from all the Captains on it and wouldn't finalize it until he got all our points of view which I have to say really impressed me.
I am glad we are finally being listened to because we Captains know it better than anyone simply because we are on the front lines and very often in the mouth of the beast one way or another. After I go over it, I'm going to ask the crew for their thoughts. I'm sure they can contribute in a very meaningful way.
They are all unique and have their way of doing things and it could make life easier all the way around which I am all for. So as I went through it, I made notes and before I knew it, it was time to get ready for the big date.
I headed upstairs and got showered and shaved and, putting on my favorite Bruit aftershave. Then came the debate of what to wear. I didn't want to overdo it but I didn't want to under do it either. So I settled on a nice powder blue shirt with a navy blue tie, black dress pants and shoes. I thought that was appropriate for the occasion.
Once getting prepped, I headed downstairs, got the house locked and headed for my truck. I was nervous but I was looking forward to spending the evening with a beautiful lady.
TBC
