Authors Note- Hey everyone. Thanks for reading and reviewing, I am starting to post more frequently for this fic. I am not quite sure where I am going to go with it yet so I have just started writing it from many peoples Point of views just until I get my barings for this story then it will become one or two poeples point of view for a while, most likely Carter and Acton, don't worry there will be more Abby in this fic. I promise. Thanks again for reading and reviewing!!!:D:D:D:!
Chapter 5
Marvin's P O V
When I first heard John's name coming from this little boys mouth I did not think he would be his father. I have never known John to be so insensitive, I know that there is something to this story, some hidden tidbit of information that has yet to be presented to me. John Carter and I have become quite distance since college, but we have remained friends, we try to get together a few times a year at least, not during one of these visits did he mention a family, maybe they had strayed. I am not quite sure, nor am I sure if this is my business or not. I have always known John to be kind hearted, open minded and most of all friendly and loving. Never would he turn a child away, never. I strut into Cook County General Emergency room, with a young boy latched onto my back. His laughter fills my ears reminding me of my youngest son Christian, they are about the same age, maybe if John agrees they could play together one day, first this whole situation has to be worked out. "Is this where he works?" A suddenly nervous Acton whispers into my ear. I nod, he then takes a sip of his pop. I approach the front desk, drawing the attention of a grumpy old man. "Hello." I smile politely at him, in return his gives me a grumpy stare. "Sign in then sit in the chairs." He responds grouchily.
"Yeah, I'm here to see a friend of mine- John Carter." The man shakes his disapprovingly, "Ugh- how many visitors does that guy have a day?" He spits bitterly, I can feel Acton's grip tighten around my neck. "He's in with a patient, I'll tell him your here when he gets out." I nod, I only have about twenty minutes left on my lunch, so he better be quick, I really don't want to leave poor Acton here alone he's already scared enough. I walk over to the chairs Acton still situated on my back, I plop him down in the hard plastic seat, then take one beside him. "Are you nervous?" I ask looking at him. His brown eyes look scared, but his tough demeanour tells me he has been through worse. Although this is life altering, I am not certain why he is here in Chicago, he never really told me much about his life. "Sort of I guess." He shrugs then looks straight forward at all the doctors and nurses walking by. "Can I help your son?" A blond women asks approaching us,
"Uh- no thanks, we are just waiting for a friend of mine, John Carter." I smile, I would rather have her believe Acton is my son, for Acton's sake, he is such a nice kid and he has no one, but himself, possible John, but that's still up in the air. "Carter? I'm his friend Susan." She smiles widely, Acton looks at her then back down at the floor.
"Hi." I say politely, I remember him telling me about her, he said he had a crush on her a long time ago, when we were both still med students. "Do you know when he is going to be free?" I ask just as Carter walks towards the admit desk. "Would you watch him for me?" I say bouncing out of my seat not giving Susan an opportunity to reply. Acton watches me walk over to John. "Hey." I say breathlessly.
"Marvin- hey" He says taken aback.
"Hey John, can we talk please?" I please with him, he nods and motions towards the lounge, I follow him into the tiny space, we each take a seat at the table and I prepare to ask questions and he prepares to answer them.
He releases a deep sigh cracking his knuckles nervously. We maintain eye contact, it has been so long since we've talked.
"So- what's up?' He asks knowing exactly what is up.
"Acton- you know him?" I say getting right onto topic and avoiding the small talk.
"Nah, not really, some guy came here, James, his social worker and told me there is a possibility he could be my son. I don't believe it though, I called my ex, the one whose his mother and there was no indication that she has a son." I nod understandingly, maybe Acton is not his son, maybe there is just a big misunderstanding, I still feel horrible for the kid though. "He's so alone. He has all this hope that you're his father, if you abandon him he will be heartbroken." I sigh, he shakes his head not knowing what I want from him.
"Marv- There is nothing I can do. I am not his father, its a simple as that." He leans back in the chair crossing his arms, as though that simple action will get him out of everything. "Talk to him. At least talk to the kid." I beg of him, he needs to speak with this little boy, I'm sure if he talked to him he would find it in his heart to look into this situation, maybe that is the exact reason he is not going to speak to him, he doesn't want to be in this predicament. "I'm not his dad its just going to break his heart even more." He rubs his forehead, a nervous habit he's had ever since I can remember. "John, man, you even said yourself that you wish your parents were there for you more growing up, well you have the chance to, maybe, make a difference in this child's life. Give it a shot."
"I'll talk to him, but I don't know how I am suppose to be looking into it."
"Do a blood test, you can do one today here at the hospital, then he won't have the chance to get emotionally attached to you."
"Okay." He say standing up. He agreed? Amazing, it didn't take too much persuasion on my part. "Just one thing... What if he is mine?" He ask suddenly frightened, I move ahead of him moving out of the lounge, "Then you be his dad." I say easily, he nods, then swallows hard. "I be a dad."
Chapter 5
Marvin's P O V
When I first heard John's name coming from this little boys mouth I did not think he would be his father. I have never known John to be so insensitive, I know that there is something to this story, some hidden tidbit of information that has yet to be presented to me. John Carter and I have become quite distance since college, but we have remained friends, we try to get together a few times a year at least, not during one of these visits did he mention a family, maybe they had strayed. I am not quite sure, nor am I sure if this is my business or not. I have always known John to be kind hearted, open minded and most of all friendly and loving. Never would he turn a child away, never. I strut into Cook County General Emergency room, with a young boy latched onto my back. His laughter fills my ears reminding me of my youngest son Christian, they are about the same age, maybe if John agrees they could play together one day, first this whole situation has to be worked out. "Is this where he works?" A suddenly nervous Acton whispers into my ear. I nod, he then takes a sip of his pop. I approach the front desk, drawing the attention of a grumpy old man. "Hello." I smile politely at him, in return his gives me a grumpy stare. "Sign in then sit in the chairs." He responds grouchily.
"Yeah, I'm here to see a friend of mine- John Carter." The man shakes his disapprovingly, "Ugh- how many visitors does that guy have a day?" He spits bitterly, I can feel Acton's grip tighten around my neck. "He's in with a patient, I'll tell him your here when he gets out." I nod, I only have about twenty minutes left on my lunch, so he better be quick, I really don't want to leave poor Acton here alone he's already scared enough. I walk over to the chairs Acton still situated on my back, I plop him down in the hard plastic seat, then take one beside him. "Are you nervous?" I ask looking at him. His brown eyes look scared, but his tough demeanour tells me he has been through worse. Although this is life altering, I am not certain why he is here in Chicago, he never really told me much about his life. "Sort of I guess." He shrugs then looks straight forward at all the doctors and nurses walking by. "Can I help your son?" A blond women asks approaching us,
"Uh- no thanks, we are just waiting for a friend of mine, John Carter." I smile, I would rather have her believe Acton is my son, for Acton's sake, he is such a nice kid and he has no one, but himself, possible John, but that's still up in the air. "Carter? I'm his friend Susan." She smiles widely, Acton looks at her then back down at the floor.
"Hi." I say politely, I remember him telling me about her, he said he had a crush on her a long time ago, when we were both still med students. "Do you know when he is going to be free?" I ask just as Carter walks towards the admit desk. "Would you watch him for me?" I say bouncing out of my seat not giving Susan an opportunity to reply. Acton watches me walk over to John. "Hey." I say breathlessly.
"Marvin- hey" He says taken aback.
"Hey John, can we talk please?" I please with him, he nods and motions towards the lounge, I follow him into the tiny space, we each take a seat at the table and I prepare to ask questions and he prepares to answer them.
He releases a deep sigh cracking his knuckles nervously. We maintain eye contact, it has been so long since we've talked.
"So- what's up?' He asks knowing exactly what is up.
"Acton- you know him?" I say getting right onto topic and avoiding the small talk.
"Nah, not really, some guy came here, James, his social worker and told me there is a possibility he could be my son. I don't believe it though, I called my ex, the one whose his mother and there was no indication that she has a son." I nod understandingly, maybe Acton is not his son, maybe there is just a big misunderstanding, I still feel horrible for the kid though. "He's so alone. He has all this hope that you're his father, if you abandon him he will be heartbroken." I sigh, he shakes his head not knowing what I want from him.
"Marv- There is nothing I can do. I am not his father, its a simple as that." He leans back in the chair crossing his arms, as though that simple action will get him out of everything. "Talk to him. At least talk to the kid." I beg of him, he needs to speak with this little boy, I'm sure if he talked to him he would find it in his heart to look into this situation, maybe that is the exact reason he is not going to speak to him, he doesn't want to be in this predicament. "I'm not his dad its just going to break his heart even more." He rubs his forehead, a nervous habit he's had ever since I can remember. "John, man, you even said yourself that you wish your parents were there for you more growing up, well you have the chance to, maybe, make a difference in this child's life. Give it a shot."
"I'll talk to him, but I don't know how I am suppose to be looking into it."
"Do a blood test, you can do one today here at the hospital, then he won't have the chance to get emotionally attached to you."
"Okay." He say standing up. He agreed? Amazing, it didn't take too much persuasion on my part. "Just one thing... What if he is mine?" He ask suddenly frightened, I move ahead of him moving out of the lounge, "Then you be his dad." I say easily, he nods, then swallows hard. "I be a dad."