A/N: Hi... new chapter... good chapter... Sorry in advance *giggling under breath* ... Enjoy

Warning: Gay Slurs; this is in no way to offend or hurt anybody

9-1-1

I once again looked up and this time my eyes fell up on the one person I didn't expect it to be.

"Nurse Janet?"


She had a half full shopping cart of various fruits, vegetables, and yogurts.

She gave a relieved smile and motioned with her head for me to come over to where she was as she inconspicuously looked at the granola bars. Acting as if she's not even acknowledging my presences next to her, she said loud enough for me to hear.

"There is something going on with your boyfriend that you need to know."

I stiffened at that statement.

she continues.

"Remember when I said that I will look deeper into those brain scans?"

I nodded

"And then I found something, but then the doctor interrupted us?"

I nodded again and asked

"What did you see?"

She took a deep breath and briefly looked at me.

The dread in her eyes said it all.

"How bad is it?"

I asked my voice cracking at the end.

"Buck has a potential cerberal Hemorrhage."

'Shit'

the news that had me about scream and kick myself for not going with my gut, about maybe something more being wrong with Buck.

But the obvious question was still circulating in the air.

"Why...the fuck...did the doctor not tell me?"

I asked trying to get my anger under control.

She gently gripped my arm and we were now facing each other.

"Remember that the doctor who looked kind of an old-school type of guy, well that means he also thinks old-school."

She said sounding upset.

I, however, was still highly confused at her proclamation about the doctor. My face must have been readable because she gave an exasperated sigh and said.

"He's so old-school that he has the same view points as my great-grandfather."

I gave her a look that said what the hell are you talking about?

Annoyed to the max she took a calming breath and looked me dead in the eye and said

"He hates gay people, he hates anybody that has any pigmentation in their skin, and hates when a women is in a job is above him!"

'Ohhhhh...'

I am really dumb, of course he doesn't like us he look like he grew up in that time period.

"So... you're telling me because he's so stuck in his ways that he'd rather risk losing his job and abandoning the ethical code, rather than helping someone who is different than them?"

She nodded with clear disgust on her face.

I always knew I've liked both genders, Ever since I was in middle school. I had a few boyfriend's but you would have to look close enough to know we were together. But for most of my life after highschool I was with a woman so I never really had endured the torture of not getting treated equally. Only time I had been discriminated against was because of my Hispanic culture.

"He had me transferred as soon as soon as he caught me telling you what I found. He went to the board claiming that I was giving false information to my patients, that I was undermining his authority and a bunch of other bullshit. Apparently this wasn't his first time doing this so administration thankfully didn't fire me, but just transferred me to another floor. I'm sorry I tried to get to you sooner, but they told me that he'd been discharged"

She said as if she had to justify her absence.

Shaking my head I said.

"There's no need to apologise... you did try to tell me it's that bastards fault for not doing his danm job!"

I all but yelled. Taking a deep steadying breath I continued

"So...Buck might have a brain bleed, that's a serious thing. Plus I thought that that was a form of a stroke?"

"Yes, it is, but certain head trauma can cause it."

'Danm Buck must've hit the shit outta his head... he told me it wasn't that bad.'

"What should I do?"

I asked timidly.

"Get home, Get Buck, take him to the hospital in the morning because all of the on call neurosurgeons have already gone home. Try giving him painkillers"

I nodded and was about to ask her what should I do if he can't keep the pills down, when out of the fucking blue here comes the last person I'd ever expect.

"Janet! Hi...What are you guys talking about?"

Stiffening slightly she breathed out a frustrated breath and said almost bitterly.

"Brandy. to what do I owe the pleasure of you interrupting my conversation with a friend?"

Giving a smug smile she looked between the both of us.

"How's Buck doin?"

she asked with a sickly grin.

"Evan is not your patient anymore."

I said more harshly than I meant to.

She scoffed and nudge past Janet and I muttering a quiet

"Fag."

I clenched my jaw in anger but had to stiffle a laugh at the same time, when Janet all but lunged at Brandy. Acting quickly I stepped in front of Janet before she had a chance to reach for her long, curly, blonde ponytail.

Her face was red with anger and her eyes looked as if to be brimming with unshed tears.

"I have a question."

I asked after Brandy had left the aisle.

"Why do you care so much? Like we're just two guys dealing with something that is scaring the hell outta of us and dealing with struggles of being a gay couple and you make it a point to take extra care of us."

She took a steadying breath and wiped her eyes, after brushing her pixie cut bangs out of her eyes.

"I had a younger brother who was bisexual. I knew ever since he was a little kid from the way he would look at guy, the same way he would look at a girl. He came out to me in his sophomore year of high school. I was the only person he told for a while other than his best friend... but he was more than a best friend. I could tell. They were in love with each other and one night they told each other their feelings in his room. My parents walked in on them making out and flipped shit."

She swallowed still not looking at me and continued

"My parents made him leave. He didn't even have a chance to pack a bag, they just threw him out like a dirty dog. He was told to never communicate with us, and for me to never talk to him. They told him we hated him, they called him a disgrace and every slur you can imagine. And ... I ... did ... nothing. I wanted to so desperately tell him that I loved him the way he was, but I never got the chance to because on the news three weeks later, they announced that they found the body of 16 year old in the alley, overdosed."

She said with a quiet a sob at the end.

I pulled her into a hug and let her sob in the middle of the cereal aisle in Walmart.

"I'm sorry... it...just makes me so mad at the way people can treat others like ... like... scum!"

She said wiping her eyes rid of any tears. I was silenced by the backstory, and couldn't think of anything else to say except

"Thank you for caring, when no else did."

and went in for another sincere hug.

we stayed like that for a couple of minutes, getting our emotions under wrap.

She looked at her watch and gawked at how much time we spent talking together.

" Im sorry I have to go, but if you need anything call me."

She handed me a pre made business card and walked off.

I too finished shopping and made my way back home to Buck, Christopher and Carla.

A/N: Sooo... what'd you think??? :) leave a comment, like, follow, and leave another comment while your down there lol.

A/N: I also want to clarify some things. I am not part of the lgbtq community but I do however support it. I thought this chapter would be a good place for me to rant about the topic of how the lgbtq community is treated. This was in no way to offend anyone it was to emphasize that there a people out there with so much hatred in their heart, but there is also people like Janet who will do anything to make them feel loved.