Here's the next one guys. Please keep the reviews coming!
Thought I'd bring in another POV for yous.
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Chapter 11
Dr. Gerrard's POV
I've unfortunately seen a few of these situations but you have to treat them delicately because you cant just throw accusations around as you are usually the one who gets in to trouble. So this is why I've brought Quinn in to my office to try and find out some more information on what happened in Santana's room with her father. When I first walked in to the room I didn't know what to think, Santana was writhing in pain on the floor and Dr. Lopez was in an awfully close proximity to Quinn, who was looking terrified.
Something was up and I needed to find out.
"Quinn, please take a seat, I was wanting to speak to you about Dr. Lopez."
I closed the door behind us and watched as Quinn took a seat opposite my desk, she was nervously rubbing her arm up and down and her eyes were firmly on the ground. I made my way round to my seat, taking off my glasses and rubbing my eyes as I sat down.
"All I want to know is what really happened in there Quinn? For Santana's safety I need to work out what's going on here?"
I looked at the girl in front of me as she took a deep breath, she attempted to speak a couple of times before she actually said anything.
"I was so scared. He just changed, one minute he was standing speaking to his daughter and the next he was tearing me away from Santana. I saw the fear in her eyes too, Santana's, before he even came near me she was scared. The way she flinched when he raised his hand to her. Something's not right here. I don't want to believe it but I think it's her dad that's hurting her."
Well at least I wasn't the only one thinking that.
"Apart from today have you noticed any other odd behaviour from either Santana or her father?"
She took a moment to think but she slowly nodded.
"Yeah, um, today, earlier on I went round to her house. She's skipped school and she wasn't returning my calls so I went to see her for myself. She was her usual bitchy Latina self but she freaked out when I accidentally woke her from her sleep. She was saying she didn't want anybody hurting her. And that was before tonight. My god, what if it was her dad that broke her arm the other night? She said she fell down the stairs! I didn't believe her but I didn't want to push her in to telling me what happened, god I wish I had done now. She wouldn't have been in that hospital bed now if I had!"
Quinn started crying at the realisation of what Dr. Lopez had been doing to his daughter. There was no way she suffered that kind of break from falling down the stairs and when I find the doctor that saw her and released her without question, I will seriously kick their ass!
"Your not to know that Quinn. This could have happened tomorrow, next week or next month. You never know how these situations pan out and you have to tread carefully. From what you have told me, from what I saw earlier and the injuries Santana has received I believe we might be dealing with Santana's father abusing her. But as I said I have to deal with this gently or it might be myself that can get in to hot water over this. We can't just go in guns blazing and need to get the evidence to take to the police and child protection services because if we don't it could go extremely wrong and Santana could be put in a position much worse than now. Do you understand Quinn?"
She was still sitting with tears brimming her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah I do. But how can we get the evidence? We have to get it as quick as we can or he could hurt her again because I'm taking it that we cant keep her away from her dad without him kicking up a fuss. I can get her to stay at my house but she's stubborn. Even after tonight she would not stay with me. She would deny everything and continually say she is fine."
One thing I knew for sure is that Santana has got somebody who will be there for her through this and that's exactly what she needs in the coming future, Quinn truly cares for her.
"You need to be careful to in this Quinn, if you get too close too the situation her father might get violent towards you too and I don't need another casualty. I know you are going to be there for her but try keep your distance from her father…"
"If you think I'm going to leave her alone with her father for longer than a second then you've got another thing coming Dr. Gerrard. If he so much as lays a finger on her I will break it."
She's a feisty one.
"I understand that Quinn but as I was saying if you do have any contact with him you have to act like everything's normal, You cant give anything away. Okay?"
She nodded in understanding.
"And it's Louise. Louise Gerrard. Dr Gerrard gets a bit tiring after a while."
This earned a chuckle from the blonde.
"Yeah it was a bit to be honest. So Louise, what happens now?"
Rubbing the bridge of my nose I put my glasses back on and rose to my feet.
"Well it's getting late and it's been a long day, you should get some rest. And you don't have to worry about Santana for tonight, I'll have Mitch guarding her room all night, myself and the nurses will be the only ones who will get in to see her. So you Miss Fabray can get some shut eye"
As I made my way to my office door, Quinn stayed in her seat.
"I seriously don't think I can leave her though. When she wakes up and she's alone… the thought alone kills me. I have to be there for her. Her dad doesn't have to find out, I'll leave early, please you have to let me stay. Please."
I knew she wouldn't make this easy.
"Quinn, I would love for you to stay with Santana but…"
"No! No buts! I have to stay with her. Let me talk to her to see if I can get her to open up. She was going to tell me something before her dad interrupted. I cant have her thinking I've abandoned her!"
She rose to her feet as she spoke, getting closer to me before finishing up in front of me.
"Fine. Okay. But nobody knows but me and you. And Santana. Oh and Mitch. But that is it. My shift finishes at four in the morning, I'll come to Santana's room to wake you then, no later! And be prepared to have a sore back in the morning because hospital chairs are not comfy!"
For the first time since meeting Quinn I actually saw her smile but it wasn't for long as there was a quick flash of blonde before she enveloped me into a hug.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You have no idea what that means to me!"
"Oh I think I do. Now come on, before I change my mind!"
I opened my office door and watched as Quinn bounded out my office and towards Santana's room.
Quinn's POV
I seriously don't know what to think right now.
Anger.
Most definitely anger.
I can't get my head around all of this. How can somebody's parent hurt their own child? I know my dad wasn't the greatest but he would never lay a finger on me.
Fear.
Fear for Santana. Her physical state and emotional. Hopefully this will be the last beating Santana will have to endure, her bruises and broken bones will heal in time but her emotional scars will stay with her for longer and I will do everything in my power to help her through it.
Guilt.
Yes guilt. If I had only pushed her into telling me what was going on I could have prevented this. If I had contacted her earlier than I did I could have got her out the house quicker avoiding the beating she received. And in general not noticing the changes in Santana. I should have been there for her more than I have been, we kept on growing distant I always thought she was fine because she had Brittany but I shouldn't have been so thoughtless. I should have been there for her.
Sadness.
I know they say life can be a bitch but this… this is something nobody should have to go through and never alone either.
Leaning back against my chair I looked intently up at Santana. After Louise explaining to Mitch about our little situation he eventually let me in Santana's room where I thankfully found a sleeping Latina. And that's what she has been doing for the past couple of hours or so. And I have watched her every minute of those hours. I'm turning into her personal stalker again.
After checking my phone and realising I had kind of forgotten about my mother, who was freaking out that her daughter had gone AWOL. I fired off a quick text. One that didn't involve the word hospital as she would freak out even more, if that were possible. Considering it was nearing midnight she was pissed to say the least. My explanation wasn't exactly what she would have been looking for but I could hardly tell her the truth, well not yet any way.
As I really wasn't in the mood for arguing over the phone so I turned the device off and slid it back into the pocket of my jogger bottoms.
She really wasn't kidding when she said these seats were un comfy. I'm going to have one hell of a sore back tomorrow morning. I pushed the chair on to its back legs as I stretched my legs and arms out when I heard Santana.
"Q?"
I nearly fell backwards off my chair in a blind panic to get to her.
"San?"
I shot up from my chair and sat on the edge of her bed watching her as she slowly opened her eyes, adjusting them to focus on my form which was just illuminated by a small light beside her bed.
"What time is it?"
Seriously, that's the first question she asks?
"It's just gone after midnight. How you feeling?"
I subconsciously searched out for her hand, taking it in mine and intertwining our fingers.
"Better, I think. The pain isn't as bad. Awesome drugs they pump you with here."
I snorted at her attempt at a joke, well I suppose that's a good sign.
"Maybe I should get some then! Help me get some sleep. Do you remember anything from earlier on San?"
She closed her eyes and scrunched up her eyes, trying to focus on the earlier events. I squeezed her hand silently letting her know I was there for her.
"Kind of. I remember falling. Not managing to get to you, I think that hurt me the most though. Not managing to stop your pain."
I looked at her with water eyes. God all the pain she had been put through yet she was still thinking of me.
"Why are you crying Q?"
Oh god and now I've worried her.
"It just… everything that happened just shocked me a little I guess. And I'm the one who's supposed to be sitting here comforting you and being there for you, yet it's you who's comforting me"
She made an attempt to sit up but I stopped her in her tracks.
"No, don't. I don't want you hurting yourself, just keep lying down and rest yeah?"
She smiled and relaxed back down in to the pillow.
"Fine I will but only if you join me cause I hope your not planning on sleeping in that chair for the rest of the morning?"
Well I kind of was, well not the sleeping part cause I was going to be watching her all night just to be sure.
"I don't want to hurt you though so maybe I'll just take the chair, I'm sure it wont be that bad."
I didn't even believe myself then.
"You won't hurt me Quinn, you're the last person on earth who would hurt me. So get your skinny ass in my bed. I need you tonight Quinn, please."
Well I wasn't going to say no to that was I?
"Well I suppose I may never get the offer again so scoot."
I stood up from my position and lifted the corner of the bedding up. Santana gingerly moved closer to the edge of the bed creating more space for myself. Once she was far enough over I slipped my Converse off and slid underneath the sheets and in beside Santana's injured body.
"But if I hurt you in any way just push me out okay?"
"I told you, you wont hurt me okay, now scoot closer cause you just let a cold draft under the sheets and I'm freezing."
Yes boss!
I did as I was told and pressed my front to Santana's side gently resting my arm over her mid drift.
"Is this okay?"
Seriously its like I'm touching a glass doll here.
"More than okay, now please shut up so we can get some sleep. Your stupid ass decided to stay awake for the past god knows how many hours so get some rest or it will be my fault that you're a grumpy bitch in the morning!"
Always a way with words.
"Fine but just so you know I would stay awake al night just so I knew you were okay. Louise wasn't going to let me stay with you tonight but I manage to persuade her otherwise but I do have to leave at the crack ass of dawn"
I felt her body vibrate beside me as she chuckled.
"Who the hell is Louise?"
Oh right yeah.
"Your Doctor."
"Your on first name basis with my Doctor? Is there something I should know here Q?"
Oh how her gay brain works!
"Is that jealousy I detect Miss Lopez?"
Oh my god she's blushing.
"What? No. I just.. Shut up already. You need your beauty sleep"
I reached over Santana and turned the lamp off leaving us in the darkness.
I snuggled in to her body and rested my head in the crook of her neck.
"Night Q."
I leaned closer and kissed her gently on the neck.
"Night S."
I let my eyes drift slowly shut as I listened to her breathing steady out. I had no idea what the rest of the day would hold but as long as we had each other I knew we would be alright.
Thinking of keeping Dr. Gerrard's POV in future chapters and maybe have in influence in things between the two! Let me know what you think!
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