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In the previous chapter...a boy came into the ER...Dave and Carter suspect child abuse...and now...chapter two...
Twenty minutes later Child and Family services had finally interviewed Ben. During the period, Dave hadn't even checked his other patients, he didn't care if he got fired, he just wanted Ben to be safe. Through the window in the door, Dave saw the social worker walk out of the room.
"Well, you were right, Ben is being abused by his mother. The police are going are picking her up in a few minutes. This could get intense so I suggest you stay with Ben until she's been taken into custody." said the social worker.
"Can do." Dave said as he flashed a Colgate smile (I got the Colgate smile thing from she-devil) of relief.
Dave walked into the exam room and closed the curtain around Ben and himself. He sat on a cushion stool opposite of Ben, thinking of how he can break it to him gently.
"Ben, I need to talk to you about something."
"Okay."
"First, I have to ask, where's your father?"
"He...he...ran away."
"He ran away?"
Ben was obviously crying silently. Dave put his hand on Ben's shoulder to comfort him. No longer being able to handle it any longer Ben broke into loud sobs. Dave sat up on the gurney and pulled him into his arms, trying to protect him from some invisible force of sadness.
"Shhh...It's okay...no one is gonna hurt you anymore."
"He...He r-ran away w-with another w-woman. Mommy a-always blamed m-me."
"It's okay, she's not going to hurt you anymore."
"W-what do you mean?"
"Well, the people from family services are going to take you somewhere she can't hurt you."
"T-then what?"
Ben's sobs began to soften into whimpers and small hyperventilation.
"Then some nice family will adopt you."
"Will you adopt me?"
Dave was taken back by the question. He didn't know what to say. He liked Ben but he could barely take care of himself, much less a child.
"I-I don't know."
Before Ben could reply, Dave's beeper went off. 'Saved by the bell' Dave thought to himself.
"I have to go...I'll go up to family services later to check on you, okay? This nice lady outside, Renee will take care of you."
Dave got Renee (I don't know if that's her name!) to come and get Ben. He rushed to the admin desk. Chuny handed Dave a paper gown and started to inform him on the GSW that was coming in as they were walking into the ambulance bay,"pulse ox 90, crashed on site but was brought back by epi," Chuny reported.
Just then, the ambulance rolled in. The back doors flew open. Doris reported what Chuny said.
"Ma'am? Can you hear me?" Dave asked the 25 year-old woman on the gurney.
"My back..." she replied wearily.
As the crew got settled into trauma 1, Ramano walked in like he owned the place. He picked up the patient's chart and briefly skimmed over it.
"Okay, get four liters O-neg., start a line of saline wide-open (whatever the hell that is!) and..." Dave started giving orders till he was interrupted.
"Thank you doctor..." Ramano began to state, he tried to see Dave's nametag under his paper gown.
"Malucci..." he replied, obviously pissed off.
"Doctor Malucci, thank you for your help, I can take it from here."
"I've already started."
"Please step out." Ramano repeated slowly to get his point across.
Dave ripped off his gloves and gown and burst out of the trauma room. How dare he do this to me? I have worked in this hospital for three years and he can't even get my name right! Dave thought angrily to himself. To ease his mental pain he decided to check on Ben. Dave rounded to corner and walked into the elevator.
On his floor, Dave walked up the Family services office.
"I'm here to see Ben Peterson, I'm his doctor."
"Ben Peterson...he left a while ago with his mother." Replied the desk clerk.
"What?" Dave asked angrily, not sure if he had misunderstood.
"He was checked out by his mother."
In the previous chapter...a boy came into the ER...Dave and Carter suspect child abuse...and now...chapter two...
Twenty minutes later Child and Family services had finally interviewed Ben. During the period, Dave hadn't even checked his other patients, he didn't care if he got fired, he just wanted Ben to be safe. Through the window in the door, Dave saw the social worker walk out of the room.
"Well, you were right, Ben is being abused by his mother. The police are going are picking her up in a few minutes. This could get intense so I suggest you stay with Ben until she's been taken into custody." said the social worker.
"Can do." Dave said as he flashed a Colgate smile (I got the Colgate smile thing from she-devil) of relief.
Dave walked into the exam room and closed the curtain around Ben and himself. He sat on a cushion stool opposite of Ben, thinking of how he can break it to him gently.
"Ben, I need to talk to you about something."
"Okay."
"First, I have to ask, where's your father?"
"He...he...ran away."
"He ran away?"
Ben was obviously crying silently. Dave put his hand on Ben's shoulder to comfort him. No longer being able to handle it any longer Ben broke into loud sobs. Dave sat up on the gurney and pulled him into his arms, trying to protect him from some invisible force of sadness.
"Shhh...It's okay...no one is gonna hurt you anymore."
"He...He r-ran away w-with another w-woman. Mommy a-always blamed m-me."
"It's okay, she's not going to hurt you anymore."
"W-what do you mean?"
"Well, the people from family services are going to take you somewhere she can't hurt you."
"T-then what?"
Ben's sobs began to soften into whimpers and small hyperventilation.
"Then some nice family will adopt you."
"Will you adopt me?"
Dave was taken back by the question. He didn't know what to say. He liked Ben but he could barely take care of himself, much less a child.
"I-I don't know."
Before Ben could reply, Dave's beeper went off. 'Saved by the bell' Dave thought to himself.
"I have to go...I'll go up to family services later to check on you, okay? This nice lady outside, Renee will take care of you."
Dave got Renee (I don't know if that's her name!) to come and get Ben. He rushed to the admin desk. Chuny handed Dave a paper gown and started to inform him on the GSW that was coming in as they were walking into the ambulance bay,"pulse ox 90, crashed on site but was brought back by epi," Chuny reported.
Just then, the ambulance rolled in. The back doors flew open. Doris reported what Chuny said.
"Ma'am? Can you hear me?" Dave asked the 25 year-old woman on the gurney.
"My back..." she replied wearily.
As the crew got settled into trauma 1, Ramano walked in like he owned the place. He picked up the patient's chart and briefly skimmed over it.
"Okay, get four liters O-neg., start a line of saline wide-open (whatever the hell that is!) and..." Dave started giving orders till he was interrupted.
"Thank you doctor..." Ramano began to state, he tried to see Dave's nametag under his paper gown.
"Malucci..." he replied, obviously pissed off.
"Doctor Malucci, thank you for your help, I can take it from here."
"I've already started."
"Please step out." Ramano repeated slowly to get his point across.
Dave ripped off his gloves and gown and burst out of the trauma room. How dare he do this to me? I have worked in this hospital for three years and he can't even get my name right! Dave thought angrily to himself. To ease his mental pain he decided to check on Ben. Dave rounded to corner and walked into the elevator.
On his floor, Dave walked up the Family services office.
"I'm here to see Ben Peterson, I'm his doctor."
"Ben Peterson...he left a while ago with his mother." Replied the desk clerk.
"What?" Dave asked angrily, not sure if he had misunderstood.
"He was checked out by his mother."