Chapter: Daddy, accept the attachment.
Laverne was resting in her usual spot, chuckling at the newbie, or "Fido" as he was now called. She shook her head in muse and resumed to her normal duties. She was deciding which patient to transfer to whom, when she heard a rusty voice.
"We are the CPA, Child Protections Agency; we've heard there is an abandoned child here?" Laverne looked up to see the two scariest looking men she had ever laid eyes upon. They were sturdy and had broad shoulders that seemed to long for their unusually thick necks.
The one who had spoken had a receding hairline and small Pince-nez that were located on the very tip of his pointed nostril. He wore a nametag that read: S. Charles. The other one wore no nametag, but S. Charles insisted he was to accommodate him throughout his search of the hospital, in case there is any sign of "resistance".
"Search?" She cocked her threatening eyebrow, "And, I'm sure you have a warrant for that?" The Pince-nez man took out two letters that stated he was strictly to find the child and see if she was in any danger or ill caring. Laverne just shook her head and sighed heavily. "I don't even think you'll get resistance from anyone here," She spoke softly into her chest, "Unless ya Cox."
"Who?"
The nurse couldn't believe he had heard her. She lifted her head and tilted it to the side, sensing him becoming a bit.... attitudish.
"Listen, nurse," Laverne rotated slowly towards the jerky men. "We do not have time to squabble with your kind. We are strictly here to get the girl to her parents."
Laverne almost fell off her chair when she had heard that. "What! Her PARENTS!?"
They nodded precisely. "Yes, we heard from someone, whom we shall not name at this particular moment, who spoke to us about her. They said it was a small girl, maybe 8 or 9 in age, and had brown eyes and dark brown hair." He paused, "Her parents have been searching for her ever since she disappeared."
Laverne scrambled out of her chair and ran calling, "Carla, CARLA!" She ran straight out into the hall screaming. Her pager, left dormant on her desk.
The men stared at each other indifferently, sharing the same thought. This nurse was no help. They searched quickly spotted another nurse that seemed more willing to give away information.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
After Carla was done dealing with dumb doomed patients and exasperated Perry, Carla came jogging out of the opposite hall to hand Lacey (a newbie nurse) a document to file. Lacey received the document, then perked up all of a sudden and squeaked, "Some men came looking for that little girl, Carla,"
Carla tilted her head, "Really? Who? What kind of men?"
"Well," began the doll, "They said they were from the......umm, oh yeah! The CPA, Children's Protections Agency. One of them wanted to know where she was."
"Who? Cameron?"
"Oh, is that her name? I thought it was Carmen. Well, anyways, yeah, they wanted to know where she was."
"So what did you tell them?"
"I told them she was in room 435. When they saw her, they asked a pediatrician called.............oh jeez. I forget his name! Oh well, they asked him to recheck her."
"Why?"
"Because, they're going to send her back to her parents!" Lacey said excitedly.
Carla's jaw almost hit the tile floor. Her PARENTS? What!? Where had her parents been through all of this? And, NOW they find out they really wanted their daughter back! Forget it.........She began to think about Perry.
"Does Dr. Cox know about this?"
Lacey shook her head.
Carla didn't know what she should do. She cursed silently, ignoring a wide- eyed stare from Lacey.
"......Should we tell," Carla cut her off in mid sentence.
"No." She quickly responded. "No, unfortunately, he can't become too attached to her, maybe it better that we leave him to find it out on his own."
Maybe it's for the best.... she thought. She mentally and almost physically then wanted to strangle herself for her inconsideration for both child and father... Carla shook her head. Cox was not her father. He could not become attached. And neither could Carla.
"Where did they take her?" Carla questioned rubbing her eyes slowly.
Lacey shrugged, "I don't know, they just said that she would be safe and not to worry!" "Oh!" Lacey's face was plastered with remembrance and she spoke quickly without skipping a word, "Laverne was looking for you too! She was calling your name all wild and such! It was quite a sight, you should have seen it. I don't know where she is now," the ditsy nurse said as she peered around the hall, "Hmm. Seems she just left when you came in!" She giggled.
Carla couldn't believe this. Why didn't she know? Why didn't someone page her?
"Why didn't you page me?"
Lacey stared innocently at her, "I thought it didn't matter,"
Carla growled frustrated. Why wasn't Laverne paging her!? All of a sudden, a blur of a pinkly dressed nurse charged up to Carla. It was Laverne.
"Carla!" she panted, "Carla, oh Carla! I have some bad news baby!" She explained on.
~ ~ ~ ` ~~ ~~ ~
"I am not attached, I am not attached, I am not attached, I am not!" Cox shook his head, placed his hands on his temples and shut his eyes. "No, no, she's just a patient. Just like everyone else! Just like the ignorant Mr. Reynolds. Don't worry Cox! What's going on with you!? He shook his head before entering Cam's room.
After Carla had left him to attend to other matters, Cox had to almost literally restrain himself from turning his tail to Cameron's room. But, as fate should have it, his beeper went off. Buzzing him to room 435.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
He stared at the number on the door. "Okay, Cam......err........room # 435. Just a regular everyday check up with an everyday sort of stupid, ignorant, mindlessness, human ape......girl. A little girl. A small innocent child left alone to die in a box. NO!" He fiddled with his pager, "Are you sure this is the right room master? We've been to seven rooms already!" He asked the inanimate object. He sighed, "Well, if you say so, then let's go."
"I could sure use a break," he exposed.
As Dr. Cox entered the room he, puffed out his chest, sucked in his last breath, and announced the news.
"Mrs. Ca.....patient! You apparently need, according to these charts at least, a kidney implant......?" Cox looked up slowly at the fat red furry man (or what used to look like one) of a patient. His argument died in his once proud chest.
".............." The doctor was at a loss for his words. He rechecked the chart once again, and again and again. Until he became so frustrated he threw down the chart and folded his hands in a calm sort of way. You could call it, the eye of the storm.
"Okay Cox." Perry reasoned with himself unaware that he was speaking out loud. "They must have switched her room. It's okay. You have a new patient now. It's for the best. It's for the absolute best. Cameron is probably now with a new pediatrician who treats her just the way she needs to be. They won't get close to her." He gestured his hands towards his body, "I won't get close to her." He spread his arms out, "We won't get close together!"
His face suddenly became unreadable as he thought through his small speech to himself, and the onlooker fuzz ball. His heart skipped a beat and he looked fearful. He threw his hands and head up at once and yelled, "AND WHAT WAS I THINKING!?"
He shot off down the hall paging every doctor who could possibly know where his little girl was, abandoning the now very confused hairball to his own thoughts.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~
Cameron pouted as she was forced to having her eyes and ears rechecked as an extra precaution. Dr. Frill lifted his ear checker to her small ear. She squirmed uncomfortably and squealed in frustration.
"Why am I here!?" She whined. "I wanna go! Stop it!" She pushed the eye light away from her as she herself loose more and more control of her temper.
"I am fine! Let me go!" She launched herself off the patient bed, but Dr. Frill caught her and laughed as he placed her back on her uncomfortable perch.
"Don't' worry buttercup! You will go! Just, let me check you one more time before I send you away to your family!"
Cameron stopped dead in mid squiggle.
Are those who those scary men were? Come to take her away? Find her family? Not in the hospital? Not with Perry? Why?
She didn't want to leave. She loved it here. People actually cared about her......well, at least Perry did. He always would care about her, she was sure, and she cared about him. She shook her head in total rebellion at the idea of even leaving him!
"No! I want to stay here! Stay with.........with," Her voice faded out as she felt tears coming down her cheek.
"It's okay Carmen! You'll be fine in your home, I'm sure of it!" He winked, "In fact, I think the CPA is here already to take you to a family!"
Cameron looked up fearfully, staring at the empty hallway out of the doorway, just waiting for the frightening shadows appear to steal her off. She shivered. She didn't want to go with them. She didn't want to be well. Healthy.........sick.
That was it, she couldn't be healthy! What a great idea! Just be sick again! They don't want a sick kid in their house!
Cameron praised her new idea, and began to cough roughly. Though it wasn't real, she was an extremely good actress for her young age, and made it sound as though it were.
She rubbed her eyes, "Doctor Trill, I think I'm sick.............again," She sniffled; Cameron had pronounced his name wrong on purpose to get back at him for calling her Carmen.
"I don't' think I should go with any family yet. Or ever, I think I might give them the flu." She started to cough and hack loudly and snort obnoxiously. "I think I need to see a REAL doctor now! Not a kid doctor."
Some onlookers were beginning to gather at Dr. Frill's doorway. He looked her over again.
"You know, Cameron, I just don't see any signs of the flu," he looked her directly in the eye. "Or any cold symptoms of any kind. I think you're faking it." He didn't let his stare sway. "Cameron?" Cameron couldn't hold his eyes, and shook away. She closed hers and quit coughing. Cameron sighed defeatedly.
"You know Carm........Cameron, I think you're just doing this not to leave here." He said rubbing her arms. She really wasn't fond of this doctor. She wanted to bite his finger off.
"But, don't worry, truly, you'll be happier with this family! Sure, we'll miss you, but we'd feel a lot more comfortable if you were with people you loved and loved you." She lowered her chin. He tenderly lifted it.
"Wouldn't you feel better too?"
Cameron stared him straight in the eyes, and this time she was not going to look away.
"No."
She spoke seriously. "I never want to leave here, and if you force me to leave, I'll call my daddy to get me."
The doctor's eyes nearly flew out of his brain when he heard her say that.
"Daddy!? You mean your FATHER is here? In the hospital? Now!?"
She never lost her glance, "Yes. He is. And, he can be mean when he wants to."
Dr. Frill just stared at her; he had to hold his own against her hard glare. "Who is it?"
She seemed to be in thought, but never lost the staring contest. She smiled.
"Dr. Perry Cox."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~~
"Whoa! Carla!" Dr. Cox cried shocked as he almost knocked her over, "There you are! I have been looking all over the place for Cameron and I can't find her anywhere," he panted, exhausted from all the sprinting back and forth to random room numbers. "Do you know where she is? Did they transfer her? Is she released.......NO! She couldn't be, could she? To whom!?" By the end of Perry's frantic
Carla didn't move, and only stared directly at him.
He stared at her, a bit confused, growing a bit fearful of her unshakeable glare.
"What!?"
She looked towards the room and back at him.
"Patient,"
"What?"
"Patient. You said patient. You're a doctor Cox. You can't get attached, you absolutely cannot. You'd risk too much."
His eyebrows narrowed as he felt more confusion well up inside of him.
"What are you talking about!?"
"Her."
"Her?"
"Her."
"Cameron,"
"Yeah."
Perry's direct staring contest had ended with the nurse. He laughed it off and thought to himself how crazy she was acting. But she spoke before he could go around her.
"You're getting attached........you know that."
He sighed and held up his hands to her, "Just stop."
She blocked his exit. "No."
"I saw you coming from her room, Cox."
"I was paged there! And I found a new friend too!"
"Because I placed him there."
"What!?" Perry roared, shocked.
Carla crossed her arms, "After Cameron was placed with the pediatrician, I transferred Mr. Dobule in that vacant room. And it doesn't matter anyways Cox. They're taking her away."
Perry stopped and glanced at Carla. His blue eyes begged her to tell him what.
"What........ What do you mean, away?"
"To her real family doctor. She's going home."
He couldn't believe this. Her parents were just now realizing where they had left their daughter!? No!! He wouldn't let her go, no matter what!
"No!" Roared Cox.
Carla was taken back by this sudden outburst, and narrowed her eyebrows. "What do you mean "No"? You're not going to let her go? Well look here, you admit it then! You've grown to her. You like her like she's your own kid, huh!?"
Perry could feel a growl coming up his throat; he held it back as best he could when speaking, "Yes." He said calmly, shoving his hands into his pockets.
"Yes, that's true. All of it. I like her, I care about her, she cares about me, she listens to me and I listen to her. I really would honestly love to adopt a kid like her Carla, than return her to her damn parents!"
He continued," I am there for her Carla. She's there for me. Cameron is there for me, when you're not. When nobody else is. She is always there waiting for me to burst in like an insane looney out of his mind! She's the only true person around here that gives a real shit about me!"
Carla became enraged and defensive at once to her own stand, "I give a shit about you! Don't' ever say that, you know that I do! I've given a lot of shit about you!"
Cox rolled his eyes sarcastically and snarled, "Yeah and I bet they were all from your fat Mexican ass!" He was about to stomp off, when he twirled around to her and spoke in a forceful voice, "You know Carla, I'm sorry to tell you this, but if I don't I sure as hell know no one else ever will." He prepared himself for a long roast of the nurse.
"You do nothing but shoot off your gossiping tongue to everybody in the hospital. You never helped me through anything, and IF anything, you've only made it worse!! You criticize me, show me what's wrong with me, and never even help me," He paused, expressing disgust, "I am so proud to call you a friend." He took a chance to breath, but spoke softer, "You know you're becoming attached too, even if you don't know her that well Carla. She just needs us, but I guess you can't be there for her either. But, I can't necessarily say that's a bad thing now!"
Carla stood there paralyzed with shock and anger. She couldn't believe what he had just said. She did care about him, she did! She always took time out of her busy schedule from the hospital, Turk, and the apartment and...........and..........
When did she ever really listen to him?
She didn't. The Latino nurse had now been opened to a new view in her life. Realizing that she not only didn't pay any attention to Cox, she knew that she criticized him constantly. She was probably the biggest hypocrite in the hospital. She knew she must not have been very comforting to him...........or to anyone for that fact. But, she shook all these real facts away from her to yell at him once more.
"Well, what the hell are you gonna do about it!?" She screamed completely enraged, "They're taking her away; there's nothing you can do against them!"
"Oh, yeah there is. I'll take this to court if I have to."
She gasped, "Court? Perry, you could be arrested for kidnapping!"
"How? Because I saved her life? Because I gave her a reason to live, because she gave me a reason to live!? No! I don't care anymore Carla; I don't care who knows anymore! If anything the parents are the one who should be sued! They abused and left their kid to die!" He waved his arms and squinted his eyes in trying to describe his ultimate disgust for these people. "I ......I won't let my daughter back into the hands of those beasts!"
Carla was speechless
Cox nodded, "You just stay here dealing with yourself while I try to find my kid."
He sped off in the direction of the pediatrician section of the hospital.
For once in her life against an argument, she had nothing to say.
*Dramatic music*
I wonder what shall happen next! I suppose......
THANK YOU FOR REVIEWS!
*Special thanks to Harriet-Monroe for volunteering to help me w/ story*
Let me know if I need to edit this o not.
Laverne was resting in her usual spot, chuckling at the newbie, or "Fido" as he was now called. She shook her head in muse and resumed to her normal duties. She was deciding which patient to transfer to whom, when she heard a rusty voice.
"We are the CPA, Child Protections Agency; we've heard there is an abandoned child here?" Laverne looked up to see the two scariest looking men she had ever laid eyes upon. They were sturdy and had broad shoulders that seemed to long for their unusually thick necks.
The one who had spoken had a receding hairline and small Pince-nez that were located on the very tip of his pointed nostril. He wore a nametag that read: S. Charles. The other one wore no nametag, but S. Charles insisted he was to accommodate him throughout his search of the hospital, in case there is any sign of "resistance".
"Search?" She cocked her threatening eyebrow, "And, I'm sure you have a warrant for that?" The Pince-nez man took out two letters that stated he was strictly to find the child and see if she was in any danger or ill caring. Laverne just shook her head and sighed heavily. "I don't even think you'll get resistance from anyone here," She spoke softly into her chest, "Unless ya Cox."
"Who?"
The nurse couldn't believe he had heard her. She lifted her head and tilted it to the side, sensing him becoming a bit.... attitudish.
"Listen, nurse," Laverne rotated slowly towards the jerky men. "We do not have time to squabble with your kind. We are strictly here to get the girl to her parents."
Laverne almost fell off her chair when she had heard that. "What! Her PARENTS!?"
They nodded precisely. "Yes, we heard from someone, whom we shall not name at this particular moment, who spoke to us about her. They said it was a small girl, maybe 8 or 9 in age, and had brown eyes and dark brown hair." He paused, "Her parents have been searching for her ever since she disappeared."
Laverne scrambled out of her chair and ran calling, "Carla, CARLA!" She ran straight out into the hall screaming. Her pager, left dormant on her desk.
The men stared at each other indifferently, sharing the same thought. This nurse was no help. They searched quickly spotted another nurse that seemed more willing to give away information.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
After Carla was done dealing with dumb doomed patients and exasperated Perry, Carla came jogging out of the opposite hall to hand Lacey (a newbie nurse) a document to file. Lacey received the document, then perked up all of a sudden and squeaked, "Some men came looking for that little girl, Carla,"
Carla tilted her head, "Really? Who? What kind of men?"
"Well," began the doll, "They said they were from the......umm, oh yeah! The CPA, Children's Protections Agency. One of them wanted to know where she was."
"Who? Cameron?"
"Oh, is that her name? I thought it was Carmen. Well, anyways, yeah, they wanted to know where she was."
"So what did you tell them?"
"I told them she was in room 435. When they saw her, they asked a pediatrician called.............oh jeez. I forget his name! Oh well, they asked him to recheck her."
"Why?"
"Because, they're going to send her back to her parents!" Lacey said excitedly.
Carla's jaw almost hit the tile floor. Her PARENTS? What!? Where had her parents been through all of this? And, NOW they find out they really wanted their daughter back! Forget it.........She began to think about Perry.
"Does Dr. Cox know about this?"
Lacey shook her head.
Carla didn't know what she should do. She cursed silently, ignoring a wide- eyed stare from Lacey.
"......Should we tell," Carla cut her off in mid sentence.
"No." She quickly responded. "No, unfortunately, he can't become too attached to her, maybe it better that we leave him to find it out on his own."
Maybe it's for the best.... she thought. She mentally and almost physically then wanted to strangle herself for her inconsideration for both child and father... Carla shook her head. Cox was not her father. He could not become attached. And neither could Carla.
"Where did they take her?" Carla questioned rubbing her eyes slowly.
Lacey shrugged, "I don't know, they just said that she would be safe and not to worry!" "Oh!" Lacey's face was plastered with remembrance and she spoke quickly without skipping a word, "Laverne was looking for you too! She was calling your name all wild and such! It was quite a sight, you should have seen it. I don't know where she is now," the ditsy nurse said as she peered around the hall, "Hmm. Seems she just left when you came in!" She giggled.
Carla couldn't believe this. Why didn't she know? Why didn't someone page her?
"Why didn't you page me?"
Lacey stared innocently at her, "I thought it didn't matter,"
Carla growled frustrated. Why wasn't Laverne paging her!? All of a sudden, a blur of a pinkly dressed nurse charged up to Carla. It was Laverne.
"Carla!" she panted, "Carla, oh Carla! I have some bad news baby!" She explained on.
~ ~ ~ ` ~~ ~~ ~
"I am not attached, I am not attached, I am not attached, I am not!" Cox shook his head, placed his hands on his temples and shut his eyes. "No, no, she's just a patient. Just like everyone else! Just like the ignorant Mr. Reynolds. Don't worry Cox! What's going on with you!? He shook his head before entering Cam's room.
After Carla had left him to attend to other matters, Cox had to almost literally restrain himself from turning his tail to Cameron's room. But, as fate should have it, his beeper went off. Buzzing him to room 435.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
He stared at the number on the door. "Okay, Cam......err........room # 435. Just a regular everyday check up with an everyday sort of stupid, ignorant, mindlessness, human ape......girl. A little girl. A small innocent child left alone to die in a box. NO!" He fiddled with his pager, "Are you sure this is the right room master? We've been to seven rooms already!" He asked the inanimate object. He sighed, "Well, if you say so, then let's go."
"I could sure use a break," he exposed.
As Dr. Cox entered the room he, puffed out his chest, sucked in his last breath, and announced the news.
"Mrs. Ca.....patient! You apparently need, according to these charts at least, a kidney implant......?" Cox looked up slowly at the fat red furry man (or what used to look like one) of a patient. His argument died in his once proud chest.
".............." The doctor was at a loss for his words. He rechecked the chart once again, and again and again. Until he became so frustrated he threw down the chart and folded his hands in a calm sort of way. You could call it, the eye of the storm.
"Okay Cox." Perry reasoned with himself unaware that he was speaking out loud. "They must have switched her room. It's okay. You have a new patient now. It's for the best. It's for the absolute best. Cameron is probably now with a new pediatrician who treats her just the way she needs to be. They won't get close to her." He gestured his hands towards his body, "I won't get close to her." He spread his arms out, "We won't get close together!"
His face suddenly became unreadable as he thought through his small speech to himself, and the onlooker fuzz ball. His heart skipped a beat and he looked fearful. He threw his hands and head up at once and yelled, "AND WHAT WAS I THINKING!?"
He shot off down the hall paging every doctor who could possibly know where his little girl was, abandoning the now very confused hairball to his own thoughts.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~
Cameron pouted as she was forced to having her eyes and ears rechecked as an extra precaution. Dr. Frill lifted his ear checker to her small ear. She squirmed uncomfortably and squealed in frustration.
"Why am I here!?" She whined. "I wanna go! Stop it!" She pushed the eye light away from her as she herself loose more and more control of her temper.
"I am fine! Let me go!" She launched herself off the patient bed, but Dr. Frill caught her and laughed as he placed her back on her uncomfortable perch.
"Don't' worry buttercup! You will go! Just, let me check you one more time before I send you away to your family!"
Cameron stopped dead in mid squiggle.
Are those who those scary men were? Come to take her away? Find her family? Not in the hospital? Not with Perry? Why?
She didn't want to leave. She loved it here. People actually cared about her......well, at least Perry did. He always would care about her, she was sure, and she cared about him. She shook her head in total rebellion at the idea of even leaving him!
"No! I want to stay here! Stay with.........with," Her voice faded out as she felt tears coming down her cheek.
"It's okay Carmen! You'll be fine in your home, I'm sure of it!" He winked, "In fact, I think the CPA is here already to take you to a family!"
Cameron looked up fearfully, staring at the empty hallway out of the doorway, just waiting for the frightening shadows appear to steal her off. She shivered. She didn't want to go with them. She didn't want to be well. Healthy.........sick.
That was it, she couldn't be healthy! What a great idea! Just be sick again! They don't want a sick kid in their house!
Cameron praised her new idea, and began to cough roughly. Though it wasn't real, she was an extremely good actress for her young age, and made it sound as though it were.
She rubbed her eyes, "Doctor Trill, I think I'm sick.............again," She sniffled; Cameron had pronounced his name wrong on purpose to get back at him for calling her Carmen.
"I don't' think I should go with any family yet. Or ever, I think I might give them the flu." She started to cough and hack loudly and snort obnoxiously. "I think I need to see a REAL doctor now! Not a kid doctor."
Some onlookers were beginning to gather at Dr. Frill's doorway. He looked her over again.
"You know, Cameron, I just don't see any signs of the flu," he looked her directly in the eye. "Or any cold symptoms of any kind. I think you're faking it." He didn't let his stare sway. "Cameron?" Cameron couldn't hold his eyes, and shook away. She closed hers and quit coughing. Cameron sighed defeatedly.
"You know Carm........Cameron, I think you're just doing this not to leave here." He said rubbing her arms. She really wasn't fond of this doctor. She wanted to bite his finger off.
"But, don't worry, truly, you'll be happier with this family! Sure, we'll miss you, but we'd feel a lot more comfortable if you were with people you loved and loved you." She lowered her chin. He tenderly lifted it.
"Wouldn't you feel better too?"
Cameron stared him straight in the eyes, and this time she was not going to look away.
"No."
She spoke seriously. "I never want to leave here, and if you force me to leave, I'll call my daddy to get me."
The doctor's eyes nearly flew out of his brain when he heard her say that.
"Daddy!? You mean your FATHER is here? In the hospital? Now!?"
She never lost her glance, "Yes. He is. And, he can be mean when he wants to."
Dr. Frill just stared at her; he had to hold his own against her hard glare. "Who is it?"
She seemed to be in thought, but never lost the staring contest. She smiled.
"Dr. Perry Cox."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~~
"Whoa! Carla!" Dr. Cox cried shocked as he almost knocked her over, "There you are! I have been looking all over the place for Cameron and I can't find her anywhere," he panted, exhausted from all the sprinting back and forth to random room numbers. "Do you know where she is? Did they transfer her? Is she released.......NO! She couldn't be, could she? To whom!?" By the end of Perry's frantic
Carla didn't move, and only stared directly at him.
He stared at her, a bit confused, growing a bit fearful of her unshakeable glare.
"What!?"
She looked towards the room and back at him.
"Patient,"
"What?"
"Patient. You said patient. You're a doctor Cox. You can't get attached, you absolutely cannot. You'd risk too much."
His eyebrows narrowed as he felt more confusion well up inside of him.
"What are you talking about!?"
"Her."
"Her?"
"Her."
"Cameron,"
"Yeah."
Perry's direct staring contest had ended with the nurse. He laughed it off and thought to himself how crazy she was acting. But she spoke before he could go around her.
"You're getting attached........you know that."
He sighed and held up his hands to her, "Just stop."
She blocked his exit. "No."
"I saw you coming from her room, Cox."
"I was paged there! And I found a new friend too!"
"Because I placed him there."
"What!?" Perry roared, shocked.
Carla crossed her arms, "After Cameron was placed with the pediatrician, I transferred Mr. Dobule in that vacant room. And it doesn't matter anyways Cox. They're taking her away."
Perry stopped and glanced at Carla. His blue eyes begged her to tell him what.
"What........ What do you mean, away?"
"To her real family doctor. She's going home."
He couldn't believe this. Her parents were just now realizing where they had left their daughter!? No!! He wouldn't let her go, no matter what!
"No!" Roared Cox.
Carla was taken back by this sudden outburst, and narrowed her eyebrows. "What do you mean "No"? You're not going to let her go? Well look here, you admit it then! You've grown to her. You like her like she's your own kid, huh!?"
Perry could feel a growl coming up his throat; he held it back as best he could when speaking, "Yes." He said calmly, shoving his hands into his pockets.
"Yes, that's true. All of it. I like her, I care about her, she cares about me, she listens to me and I listen to her. I really would honestly love to adopt a kid like her Carla, than return her to her damn parents!"
He continued," I am there for her Carla. She's there for me. Cameron is there for me, when you're not. When nobody else is. She is always there waiting for me to burst in like an insane looney out of his mind! She's the only true person around here that gives a real shit about me!"
Carla became enraged and defensive at once to her own stand, "I give a shit about you! Don't' ever say that, you know that I do! I've given a lot of shit about you!"
Cox rolled his eyes sarcastically and snarled, "Yeah and I bet they were all from your fat Mexican ass!" He was about to stomp off, when he twirled around to her and spoke in a forceful voice, "You know Carla, I'm sorry to tell you this, but if I don't I sure as hell know no one else ever will." He prepared himself for a long roast of the nurse.
"You do nothing but shoot off your gossiping tongue to everybody in the hospital. You never helped me through anything, and IF anything, you've only made it worse!! You criticize me, show me what's wrong with me, and never even help me," He paused, expressing disgust, "I am so proud to call you a friend." He took a chance to breath, but spoke softer, "You know you're becoming attached too, even if you don't know her that well Carla. She just needs us, but I guess you can't be there for her either. But, I can't necessarily say that's a bad thing now!"
Carla stood there paralyzed with shock and anger. She couldn't believe what he had just said. She did care about him, she did! She always took time out of her busy schedule from the hospital, Turk, and the apartment and...........and..........
When did she ever really listen to him?
She didn't. The Latino nurse had now been opened to a new view in her life. Realizing that she not only didn't pay any attention to Cox, she knew that she criticized him constantly. She was probably the biggest hypocrite in the hospital. She knew she must not have been very comforting to him...........or to anyone for that fact. But, she shook all these real facts away from her to yell at him once more.
"Well, what the hell are you gonna do about it!?" She screamed completely enraged, "They're taking her away; there's nothing you can do against them!"
"Oh, yeah there is. I'll take this to court if I have to."
She gasped, "Court? Perry, you could be arrested for kidnapping!"
"How? Because I saved her life? Because I gave her a reason to live, because she gave me a reason to live!? No! I don't care anymore Carla; I don't care who knows anymore! If anything the parents are the one who should be sued! They abused and left their kid to die!" He waved his arms and squinted his eyes in trying to describe his ultimate disgust for these people. "I ......I won't let my daughter back into the hands of those beasts!"
Carla was speechless
Cox nodded, "You just stay here dealing with yourself while I try to find my kid."
He sped off in the direction of the pediatrician section of the hospital.
For once in her life against an argument, she had nothing to say.
*Dramatic music*
I wonder what shall happen next! I suppose......
THANK YOU FOR REVIEWS!
*Special thanks to Harriet-Monroe for volunteering to help me w/ story*
Let me know if I need to edit this o not.