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He looked at Amy. His hand stroked circles around her palm, uncertain if she was able to hear him.

She was still unconscious. Even if her test results were getting better, she was still in a bad shape.

Connor squeezed her hand, turned around when he heard steps coming from outside.

It was Manning, who looked at his daughter, a serious glance on her face.

Fastly Rhodes wiped his cheek and sniffled. He felt ashamed for being caught in such a situation like this.

"It's good that you're here."

"Too late."

"No."

Natalie grabbed a chair , took seat next to him.

"You know, when Daniel was born and I got the chance to held him for the first time, I swore that I would do everything that he becomes the men his father would be proud of. But when he started walking there was one day he joined me to buy some lunch at a store and the moment I turned around he walked away from the shopping cart. I searched everywhere. I didn't find him. It was just three seconds that could change my whole life into a nightmare. I was a wreck when I found him at the entrance. What I wanted to say is: You can't be everywhere all the time, Connor. I'm always concerned that my job is building up walls between us. I'm a single parent like you and I'm already scared how it works out if he's a teenager. But don't blame yourself for what happened this night. There will be ways to fix your problem but now her health hast he highest priority."

Rhodes nodded, thankful for her speech.

"Just stay here. If she wakes up, she's gonna need you. Trust me", Natalie explained, before she left the room, leaving Rhodes even more desperate.

Luckily he wasn't able to spend much time on the things she told him.

He already wanted to grab a coffee at the floor when he felt a move on his hand.

He stared back in disbelief, squeezed her fingers.

"Amy?"

The teenager old tossed and turned on the mattress, automatically touched the tube in her nose.

"Amy!", Rhodes repeated with a clearer voice, gentely removing the oxygen tube, while she opened her eyes.

"Dad?"

Connor smiled weakly, noticed how she started to cry. Apparently the memories came back.

"I'm so sorry."

"Shh…We gonna talk about it later, okay?"

She nodded while sobbing heavily. Connor didn't move. He just stared outside the window. Even if it was that easy to show emotions when she was asleep, he was unable to provide some comfort after she woke up…

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The days were passing by. With Amy feeling much better and the doctors keeping their secret, she was ready to be released from Chicago Med. But even her test results getting better, didn't change the frosty atmoshpere between father and daughter. Connor avoided longer visits. He just looked at her when she was already asleep, even if he watched her closely by having an eye on her markers.

It was the day of her release, when he decided to talk about the ongoing events.

The clock showed 10: 30 a.m when he knocked on her door, a serious glance on his face.

Amy looked up from her phone, stared at him in surprise.

"Today is the day, young lady."

"Where have you been?"

"Earning money for you to waste it on alcopops after you ruined my name for the upcoming years."

She started laughing sarcastically.

"You're funny."

"Not as funny as my daughter, who's seeking attention by playing a survival game. Tip from a superior: Next time add heroin. It's less painful and it guarantees a fast dead."

"It's what you want, isn't it?"

"Absolutely", Rhodes answered ironically.

"That's why I spent over 12 hours straight on your bed side, praying that you would survive the night", he screamed at her, and crossed his arms.

"Do you have any idea what you did to me? I had a good reputation until they brought you in. Be lucky, that me and Halstead have a deal, because otherwise you would stay in prison for drug abuse until becoming 18. I hope you're aware of that."

"Me, me, me. It's always about you. Be honest with yourself. You'd rather see me being dead right now, because that would be one burden falling from your shoulder. That's what I am for you. I'm just weight. You never really wanted me. And don't tell me you loved the idea of having a kid. You were in college when you became a father. That's how reality looks like."

Speechless Rhodes watched his daughter, who suddenly removed the tube on her arm. The blood spouted out, filled Natalies white clothes with splashs. She just came in, looked at Amy in shock.

"What are you doing?"

She held her back, put her to the bed, when she was ready to leave the room.

"Let me go! I hate you! All of you!", Amy shouted and started punching, when she was pressed to her mattress by Natalie and her own father.

Suddenly Amy freaked out completely. She fought and punched, only stopped after Dr. Charles came in and inserted an injection in her arm. The Benzodiazepine worked fastly. It only took her some minutes to fall asleep. Even if it didn't solve the problem.

"Connor, are you out of your mind?", Manning shouted, getting uncomprehending glances from both sides.

Rhodes, who just reacted on his own way, shook his head.

"You have no idea", he ran out the room, leaving two clueless doctors, that were looking at each other in disbelief...

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"You guys have a serious problem", Doctor Charles admitted , removing the glasses from his eyes.

"And it's getting bigger with every passing day."

Connor sighed, taking a sip from his coffee, before he placed it on Charles desk. His invitation already lasted 5 minutes and he was ready to leave Daniels office again.

"And?"

"You gonna loose her. If it's not by drugs or dangerous behaviour, she's gonna be put into the foster care system. Except you'r working on your relationship."

"So, it's my fault?"

"I didn't say that."

„Listen, Daniel it's not like I don't love her. It was nearly killing me, to see her that way. But I always feel that there is something between us. Like she hates me. And with every step I take, I make it even more worse."

" Yeah. Because you're anxious."

"No!"

„You're afraid of being a father, because you were abandoned by your own one."

"How do you know about that?"

"Not your business."

Charles started playing with his pen.

"You think it's the better way to avoid spending much more time with Amy than being confronted with your fears. You don't know what a father has to be like, because your Dad treats you like a loser. And to avoid being like him, you get out of her way in serious situations."

"That's insane."

"I don't mean it badly. I'm sure you're gonna make a good father. But dare to do something. Your story doesn't have to be Amys story."

Rhodes didn't know what to say.

"This kid is broken, Connor. She lost her mother and spends a lot of time on her own now. Teenagers are receptive for many bad influences at Amys age. That's why she needs a role model, whos pulling her through that."

"So what's your idea? Should I quit my job? Or become a nanny?"

"Show her that she's important to you. That she's worth to spend time with her. What about taking some days off? Just you and Amy?"

Charles opened his desk drawer.

"Right now?"

"Of course."

He handled him a key.

"There's an old cabin in the woods. I got it after my grandparents died."

Rhodes looked at him with wide eyes.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No."

Connor grabbed the keys.

"It's personal gift to special patients. Think about it and let me know later."

Connor already touched the door knob, when Charles started to speak again.

"She doesn't hate you.

"What makes you so sure?"

Daniel shrugged his shoulders.

"Figure it out."