REFLECTIONS
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 25 years
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CHAPTER 03
Samantha looked at her daughter; there were just some things that she never told her, "You could say that. Jake and I had a short past together before I met your father. But when you father wants something or someone, he usually gets his way."
"You love him so much, even now after all these years, there's a light that shines in your eyes when you look at or talk about him."
"Believe me, it wasn't always that way. Your father is what I use to call high maintenance."
"So what happen with Uncle Jake?"
"I worked on him for hours, when I finished I wasn't sure how he would do. He had to be watched in ICU for hours. I went out and spoke to everyone's family who we had operated on. We lost two that night, one was in crucial condition, one was stable, and one we were unsure of."
"Must have been hard trying to save someone you knew."
"That was only part of it, Jake and I hadn't spoke to each other since we split. So I knew soon as he found out that operated on him, he would be pissed."
"No, not Uncle Jake!" Raquel said.
"I met your Dad and Jake's co-workers that night. Your Dad was the boss and very intimidating but I wasn't going to let him know! I told them to go home because at that time it was a wait and see game."
"I suppose you stayed to make sure Uncle Jake was okay."
"Yeah, I did, after a couple of hours I need a break so I walked out to get some coffee. In the family's waiting room I saw your Dad dozing very uncomfortably in the chair with his long legs stretched out. I really didn't notice how good-looking he was until I saw him there. No sooner did I walk past him, he was right beside me."
She remember Frank saying, "Dr. Walkman is there any change?"
Samantha answered, "No, I just taking a break, I've been sitting in recovery with him. Would you like to have some coffee with me?"
Frank said, "Sure, lead the way."
They went down to the cafeteria section that is open twenty-four hours, got two cups of coffee, and sat down.
Frank asked, "I take it you don't sit a vigil with all your patients."
"No, not usually. But Jake is different."
"Yes, I noticed that you were very comfortable talking with Fr. Garcia and using Jake's name instead of his surname. After you left he told us you had a history with Jake. Care to elaborate on it?"
Samantha looked past Frank as she was gathering the right words to explain said, "When I was an intern, I did volunteer work down by the orphanage that Jake was raised in. He had close ties to Fr. Garcia and always helped him with the trouble youth. Once he met me it seemed like every time I was there he was. We became friends and eventually lovers. You know the clinic that's down by the orphanage now; I was the one that petitioned the hospital board of directors to establish it. It would help the community as well as the intern study program. Any way, during the construction of the clinic, I realized that I wasn't in love with Jake; I loved him more like a brother, so I tried to explain to him. He felt led on, rejected, bitter, and most of all unforgiving. The night I told him, I lost my best friend; he avoided me at all cost. I turned over my dream to Dr. Henson to finish and he did a remarkable job. I am planning to ask Dr. Henson to take over Jake's case because soon as he finds out who operated on him, he will request another doctor."
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 25 years
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 03
Samantha looked at her daughter; there were just some things that she never told her, "You could say that. Jake and I had a short past together before I met your father. But when you father wants something or someone, he usually gets his way."
"You love him so much, even now after all these years, there's a light that shines in your eyes when you look at or talk about him."
"Believe me, it wasn't always that way. Your father is what I use to call high maintenance."
"So what happen with Uncle Jake?"
"I worked on him for hours, when I finished I wasn't sure how he would do. He had to be watched in ICU for hours. I went out and spoke to everyone's family who we had operated on. We lost two that night, one was in crucial condition, one was stable, and one we were unsure of."
"Must have been hard trying to save someone you knew."
"That was only part of it, Jake and I hadn't spoke to each other since we split. So I knew soon as he found out that operated on him, he would be pissed."
"No, not Uncle Jake!" Raquel said.
"I met your Dad and Jake's co-workers that night. Your Dad was the boss and very intimidating but I wasn't going to let him know! I told them to go home because at that time it was a wait and see game."
"I suppose you stayed to make sure Uncle Jake was okay."
"Yeah, I did, after a couple of hours I need a break so I walked out to get some coffee. In the family's waiting room I saw your Dad dozing very uncomfortably in the chair with his long legs stretched out. I really didn't notice how good-looking he was until I saw him there. No sooner did I walk past him, he was right beside me."
She remember Frank saying, "Dr. Walkman is there any change?"
Samantha answered, "No, I just taking a break, I've been sitting in recovery with him. Would you like to have some coffee with me?"
Frank said, "Sure, lead the way."
They went down to the cafeteria section that is open twenty-four hours, got two cups of coffee, and sat down.
Frank asked, "I take it you don't sit a vigil with all your patients."
"No, not usually. But Jake is different."
"Yes, I noticed that you were very comfortable talking with Fr. Garcia and using Jake's name instead of his surname. After you left he told us you had a history with Jake. Care to elaborate on it?"
Samantha looked past Frank as she was gathering the right words to explain said, "When I was an intern, I did volunteer work down by the orphanage that Jake was raised in. He had close ties to Fr. Garcia and always helped him with the trouble youth. Once he met me it seemed like every time I was there he was. We became friends and eventually lovers. You know the clinic that's down by the orphanage now; I was the one that petitioned the hospital board of directors to establish it. It would help the community as well as the intern study program. Any way, during the construction of the clinic, I realized that I wasn't in love with Jake; I loved him more like a brother, so I tried to explain to him. He felt led on, rejected, bitter, and most of all unforgiving. The night I told him, I lost my best friend; he avoided me at all cost. I turned over my dream to Dr. Henson to finish and he did a remarkable job. I am planning to ask Dr. Henson to take over Jake's case because soon as he finds out who operated on him, he will request another doctor."