Authors Note: Hey guys this is chapter three, not much of an authors note for this one, just keep with this. I know its not very Carby right now, but it will be! Trust us, we have good ideas of where this fic could go, lol!
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four o'clock in the after noon. Where the hell is Bryce? We said 3:40, not 3:45, not 3:41, and certainly not 4:00. I bet he is hanging out with those punks. I blame this on Richard, it is completely Richards fault why did I marry him? Why did I date him? The only good think out of that relationship was Bryce, and look what he was turning into. I wish I could find some nice kid for him to hang around with. He is such a nice boy. He climbed up a tree to rescue a cat once. That was a year ago though, but it still counts. I look away from my chart and up at the clock once more. "Hey, you're not off for another four hours so get to work!" Dr. Carter hollers at me. What a jerk! I hate him, with a passion I've known him for 8 hours and I would already go to his funeral just to make sure he really was dead. I roll my eyes at him, as he glares back at me. "I wasn't kidding." He says in a low voice, but still very rudely. "Look I just..." I start but he cuts me off before I can finish.
"You just nothing, now stop talking and work, Jesus is that too much to ask from you, when its your JOB!" He says emphasizing on the word job.
I walk away into the exam room, to see my next patient. I flip through the chart looking over at the admit desk, and there he is. There stands Bryce talking to my newfound worst enemy. I slap the patients chart down and approach both men angrily. I hear Carter telling him, that this is not a Doctors office and you can not make appoints, so he should go sit in the chairs. I walk up to them both grabbing Bryce by the arm. "This is my kid." I say rudely to Carter. "Where were you?" I say pulling Bryce into a corner so Carter could not hear up speaking. "Mom, chill out okay." He says pulling away from me. "I was just at the park with a few guys." He says, as I reach up and pull the same black hat that was on his head this morning off and stare at him. Take your bag and go into the lounge I want to see all your homework done. You have four hours." I order.
"Four hours?" Bryce whines. I am about to answer with don't complain on you'll be grounded for a month added onto the two weeks I gave you this morning, but the man from hell arrives. "Dr. Lockhart this isn't a social occasion." He says thumbing through his chart. "I'll be right there." I say bitterly, looking him straight in the eyes. Bryce looks at both of us, wondering what the hell is going on. "Now." He replies then walks away.
"Go to the lounge." I tell Bryce as I walk towards my next patient. I can't believe he just acted like that, he had no business butting into the conversation between me and my son.
"What's wrong?" Susan questioned me, as she walked into the room I was in.
"Oh nothing, just Carter." I say angrily jotting notes down on the chart.
"He's a good guy." She insists.
My ass, if you as me he's not far behind Richard in the complete and total ass category.
"If you say so." I say sarcastically.
"It's just Carter, is stubborn and likes people to know he's in charge." She explains.
"I feel bad for his wife."
"He's not married, or in a relationship."
"That doesn't surprise me."
I smile tiredly at Susan and then walk out of the room. Seeing Gallant on my way out.
"How's the first day?" he asks pleasantly.
"Could be better." I say. I only have an hour left, so I guess it could be worse also.
"I know how you feel." He expresses. I look over and see Sam, a nurse, that was recently hired talking with Bryce and another boy. This grabs and holds my attention. I excuse myself and walk over to Sam who seems to be lecturing the two of them. "Hey" I say interrupting. "Hi." Sam says annoyed.
"What's going on?" I ask looking at Bryce in the eye.
"Nothing" he mutters.
"Is this..." Sam starts
"my son? Oh yeah." I say. She nods at me raising her eye brows.
"What the hell happened to all the supplies?" Carter bellows from down the hall, walking towards us with an enraged look on his face. Sam points at the boys. "And I thought you would be throwing bricks at houses." I cringe. Sam points to Carter and the boys slowly walk over to him with apologetic, yet scared looks on their faces. Just then Luka appears looking confused. "Where'd the supplies go?" He asks then looks down to see the partners in crime. I didn't know Sam had a son, I actually don't know much about any of the people who work here. Her son is about the same height as Bryce maybe a little smaller, and has long hair. The boy looked like he was troublesome but is smart. The same goes for Bryce. "We took them." He confesses.
"Alex did take them, and he will give them all back, and the ones he wrecked he'll pay to replace." Sam punished.
"Whose this guy?" Luka asked pointing down at my little angel.
"Bryce." He said.
"Bryce..." Luka asked motioning for Bryce to continued with his hands.
"What's it to you." he said obnoxiously.
"Bryce, get into the lounge get your things and bring them out here now." I said as calmly as possible. He snarled then walked towards the lounge.
"He has a bit of an attitude." Luka observed.
"I can see where he gets it from." Carter added. I hate him, I hate him, hate him, HATE HIM! "Shut up." I say gruffly, following my son.
"What the hell were you thinking?" I scream, slamming my hand onto the table he is sitting at. "We wanted to use the stuff...We were going to give the stuff we didn't use back." He explains. He looks back down at the magazine on the table. This isn't good enough for me, I can not believe my son just stole things from the hospital I have been working at for well almost 12 hours. "Get your things." I say turning around and leaving. The door swings roughly on the way out. I feel wind hit me as he runs through the door after me.
"How long am I grounded for this time." He asks blowing wind out of his cheeks.
"Go sit down over there." I point to the waiting area, I see him walk over to where Alex is sitting glumly. Sam looks at me, and I give her an 'I'm sorry look.' I approach her and she smiles weakly and as if it was planned we both apologize at the same time. "I'm sorry.." We laugh. "Alex, he just he has always done stuff like this, I'm sorry he dragged Bryce into it."
"Don't let him off the hook that easy. Bryce has been getting to trouble lately." I pick up another chart, and pretend to look at it, while I'm really watching my son staring straight ahead at all the Doctors. "Where's his dad?" Sam asks breaking my concentration.
"Oh- Uh, I don't know, I haven't seen him since Bryce was 5. He has a new family." I chew my bottom lip. Sam nods sympathetically, like she knows exactly what I am talking about, she probably does.
I look up to see Alex at the vending machine and Carter sitting with my son, talking to him. This worries me. A lot.
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four o'clock in the after noon. Where the hell is Bryce? We said 3:40, not 3:45, not 3:41, and certainly not 4:00. I bet he is hanging out with those punks. I blame this on Richard, it is completely Richards fault why did I marry him? Why did I date him? The only good think out of that relationship was Bryce, and look what he was turning into. I wish I could find some nice kid for him to hang around with. He is such a nice boy. He climbed up a tree to rescue a cat once. That was a year ago though, but it still counts. I look away from my chart and up at the clock once more. "Hey, you're not off for another four hours so get to work!" Dr. Carter hollers at me. What a jerk! I hate him, with a passion I've known him for 8 hours and I would already go to his funeral just to make sure he really was dead. I roll my eyes at him, as he glares back at me. "I wasn't kidding." He says in a low voice, but still very rudely. "Look I just..." I start but he cuts me off before I can finish.
"You just nothing, now stop talking and work, Jesus is that too much to ask from you, when its your JOB!" He says emphasizing on the word job.
I walk away into the exam room, to see my next patient. I flip through the chart looking over at the admit desk, and there he is. There stands Bryce talking to my newfound worst enemy. I slap the patients chart down and approach both men angrily. I hear Carter telling him, that this is not a Doctors office and you can not make appoints, so he should go sit in the chairs. I walk up to them both grabbing Bryce by the arm. "This is my kid." I say rudely to Carter. "Where were you?" I say pulling Bryce into a corner so Carter could not hear up speaking. "Mom, chill out okay." He says pulling away from me. "I was just at the park with a few guys." He says, as I reach up and pull the same black hat that was on his head this morning off and stare at him. Take your bag and go into the lounge I want to see all your homework done. You have four hours." I order.
"Four hours?" Bryce whines. I am about to answer with don't complain on you'll be grounded for a month added onto the two weeks I gave you this morning, but the man from hell arrives. "Dr. Lockhart this isn't a social occasion." He says thumbing through his chart. "I'll be right there." I say bitterly, looking him straight in the eyes. Bryce looks at both of us, wondering what the hell is going on. "Now." He replies then walks away.
"Go to the lounge." I tell Bryce as I walk towards my next patient. I can't believe he just acted like that, he had no business butting into the conversation between me and my son.
"What's wrong?" Susan questioned me, as she walked into the room I was in.
"Oh nothing, just Carter." I say angrily jotting notes down on the chart.
"He's a good guy." She insists.
My ass, if you as me he's not far behind Richard in the complete and total ass category.
"If you say so." I say sarcastically.
"It's just Carter, is stubborn and likes people to know he's in charge." She explains.
"I feel bad for his wife."
"He's not married, or in a relationship."
"That doesn't surprise me."
I smile tiredly at Susan and then walk out of the room. Seeing Gallant on my way out.
"How's the first day?" he asks pleasantly.
"Could be better." I say. I only have an hour left, so I guess it could be worse also.
"I know how you feel." He expresses. I look over and see Sam, a nurse, that was recently hired talking with Bryce and another boy. This grabs and holds my attention. I excuse myself and walk over to Sam who seems to be lecturing the two of them. "Hey" I say interrupting. "Hi." Sam says annoyed.
"What's going on?" I ask looking at Bryce in the eye.
"Nothing" he mutters.
"Is this..." Sam starts
"my son? Oh yeah." I say. She nods at me raising her eye brows.
"What the hell happened to all the supplies?" Carter bellows from down the hall, walking towards us with an enraged look on his face. Sam points at the boys. "And I thought you would be throwing bricks at houses." I cringe. Sam points to Carter and the boys slowly walk over to him with apologetic, yet scared looks on their faces. Just then Luka appears looking confused. "Where'd the supplies go?" He asks then looks down to see the partners in crime. I didn't know Sam had a son, I actually don't know much about any of the people who work here. Her son is about the same height as Bryce maybe a little smaller, and has long hair. The boy looked like he was troublesome but is smart. The same goes for Bryce. "We took them." He confesses.
"Alex did take them, and he will give them all back, and the ones he wrecked he'll pay to replace." Sam punished.
"Whose this guy?" Luka asked pointing down at my little angel.
"Bryce." He said.
"Bryce..." Luka asked motioning for Bryce to continued with his hands.
"What's it to you." he said obnoxiously.
"Bryce, get into the lounge get your things and bring them out here now." I said as calmly as possible. He snarled then walked towards the lounge.
"He has a bit of an attitude." Luka observed.
"I can see where he gets it from." Carter added. I hate him, I hate him, hate him, HATE HIM! "Shut up." I say gruffly, following my son.
"What the hell were you thinking?" I scream, slamming my hand onto the table he is sitting at. "We wanted to use the stuff...We were going to give the stuff we didn't use back." He explains. He looks back down at the magazine on the table. This isn't good enough for me, I can not believe my son just stole things from the hospital I have been working at for well almost 12 hours. "Get your things." I say turning around and leaving. The door swings roughly on the way out. I feel wind hit me as he runs through the door after me.
"How long am I grounded for this time." He asks blowing wind out of his cheeks.
"Go sit down over there." I point to the waiting area, I see him walk over to where Alex is sitting glumly. Sam looks at me, and I give her an 'I'm sorry look.' I approach her and she smiles weakly and as if it was planned we both apologize at the same time. "I'm sorry.." We laugh. "Alex, he just he has always done stuff like this, I'm sorry he dragged Bryce into it."
"Don't let him off the hook that easy. Bryce has been getting to trouble lately." I pick up another chart, and pretend to look at it, while I'm really watching my son staring straight ahead at all the Doctors. "Where's his dad?" Sam asks breaking my concentration.
"Oh- Uh, I don't know, I haven't seen him since Bryce was 5. He has a new family." I chew my bottom lip. Sam nods sympathetically, like she knows exactly what I am talking about, she probably does.
I look up to see Alex at the vending machine and Carter sitting with my son, talking to him. This worries me. A lot.