A/n: Thank you to moi for the review, I honestly didn't expect to get any.
I promise it will get better as I go, I'm just adjusting. So, if someone
gets hit over the head with a steel chair, that's just the wrestling fandom
coming out in me. (For the record, that doesn't actually happen.) I'm
gradually trying to have more medical stuff in it, but right now forgive me
if I mix up some terms.
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Chapter Two: Complicated
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I'm not going to lie to you, Miss Taggert," Alex's principal, Mr. Benoit explained. "Alex has gotten into another fight. This is actually the second one this week. We did try to contact you at home."
"I work shift work, Mr. Benoit." Sam said. "More than likely, I'm not home when the school would be calling me."
"I understand, which is why I sent a letter home with Alex explaining the situation, and asking you for a good time to set up a meeting."
"Oh really?" Sam replied. "I never received a note either. Where is my son?"
"The nurse is checking him out."
"Why? Did he get hurt?" Sam asked.
"A black eye, some cuts. He's lucky, Alex seems to have a habit to pick fights with boys that are bigger than he is."
Sam nodded as the nurse opened the door and shuffled Alex inside. His normal messed up hair was even more tousled, and his sweater was ripped down the left arm. A large purple bruise was all ready forming underneath his left eye. "Hi Mom." Alex said sheepishly and sat down in the chair next to her.
"I think it would be best for Alex to leave the school for the rest of the day." Mr. Benoit suggested.
"I agree." Sam said and looked at Alex. "Go get your stuff and meet me back here."
"But."
"No but. Go, and do as I told you." Sam replied. When Alex had left the office, Sam apologized to the principal and signed Alex out for the rest of the day. Instead of waiting in awkward silence until Alex returned, Sam went outside and leaned against the wall. Alex came a few minutes later, still with the sheepish look on his face.
"You are in so much trouble." Sam said and went to grab Alex's wrist. Alex jumped back and yelped. "What's wrong with your wrist?"
"Nothing." Alex answered quickly
"Let me see your hand." Sam instructed. Alex sighed and stuck his hand outward; His wrist and hand were swelling quite heavily.
"I punched the guy too hard, I guess." Alex said and shrugged. "It will be okay in a while."
"I'm taking you to the hospital." Sam said and put her hand on her son's back to lead him out of the door.
~*~
"Lily, thank you for staying for me." Sam said and smiled at her co-worker.
"Don't worry about it. That's a nasty bruise, you out causing trouble, Alex?" Lily asked.
"Oh yes." Sam replied. "Whose free right now?"
Lily looked at the board as Luka came out of the break room, slinging his stethoscope over his broad shoulders. "Dr. Kovac is."
"Dr. Kovac is what?" Luka asked as he came to the counter.
"Alex got in to a fight at school." Sam replied. "His hand is really swollen, not to mention his eye. The school nurse seems to think that he's okay, but I think it could be broken."
"Do you want me to check it out?" Luka asked.
"Could you? I know I'm probably just being paranoid." Sam said and took off her coat.
"You're being a mother." Luka replied. "You got into a fight, Alex?"
"Johnny Preston deserved it." Alex replied as Luka led him to one of the exam areas.
"Johnny Preston? I thought you two were friends?" Sam asked. "He was at our house playing video games with you last week."
"Well, we're not friends anymore." Alex shrugged. "Ow!" he shouted as Luka felt his wrist.
"Sorry." Luka said. "Looks like he you got him as good as he got you."
"Don't encourage him." Sam said. "I have to grab my stuff. Don't get into any more fights, all right?"
Alex mumbled something in reply, but didn't look up.
"So, you're going to tell me why you fought Johnny Preston?" Luka asked. "You know, Man to man."
"He said Mom was a slut." Alex replied. "What was I supposed to do?"
"There are ways to solve your problems without using your fists, Alex." Luka said, moving to examine Alex's cheek.
"Hey, this is Sam's kid isn't it?" Abby asked as she came over, to which Luka nodded in reply. "You want me to take over, this looks like a med student case."
"No, it's all right." Luka replied. "I'm almost finished." Abby thought for a second and then nodded her head.
"Of course." Abby said and walked away.
"What, Abby?" Luka called after hr as she continued.
"Nothing." Abby replied coyly.
"What was that about?" Sam replied as she came back over to the bed. She had changed back into her scrubs, and was preparing to go back to work. "How is he?"
"Okay, I'm going to send him for an X-ray on his wrist." Luka told Sam. "I can go up with him."
"Is that okay?" Sam asked Alex. "I have to get back to work."
"It's cool." Alex replied. "Are they going to inject me with radioactive stuff?"
"We'll see." Luka said and laughed. "Are we taking a wheelchair you do you want to walk?"
"Can we race a couple?"
"How about we just walk?"
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Sam, I have Alex's x-rays back." Luka said and held up the envelope that contained the film of Alex's wrist.
"Just a sec." Alex said she and Pratt worked up and elderly patient.
"Hey, it's your kid." Pratt replied. "I can take it from here. When you get back, start and IV drip and send for the tests."
"Got it." Sam said and smiled appreciatively. She walked over to the X-ray screen Luka had lit up.
"Swelling of the tissue, but there doesn't appear to be a break in the bone." Luka said and pulled the film off the screen. "He's fine."
"Yeah, he just has a major death wish."
"Do you want me to talk to him again?" Luka asked. "He opened up to me before."
"Wait, again?" Sam interrupted Luka. "You're not my kid's father; stay out of it." Sam began to walk away, but Luka continued.
"He eels like he was protecting your honour."
"What?" Sam replied.
Luka walked up closer to Sam. "This other boy, apparently, he called you a slut."
"So that makes it all right for him to go around punching people?" Sam countered.
"No, and that's what I told him." Luka said in reply.
"Thanks for the help." Sam said sarcastically. But leave the parenting of my son to me in the future, okay?"
"Fine." Luka said. "You better get back to your patient."
~*~
"Lover's quarrel?" Abby asked Luka as she walked up to him outside. They had an ambulance coming, and Abby and Luka were outside waiting fir it.
"What do you mean?"
"With Sam back there." Abby replied. "About getting too parental with her kid for her liking?"
"She was right to be angry, it wasn't my business." Luka replied, crossing her arms over his chest in an effort to stay warm. The wail of the approaching ambulance drowned out what Abby said next, which Luka decided was a good thing.
"30 Year old male, involved in a one car accident, off and on LOC, with pain in the neck and shortness of breath." the paramedic rattled off.
"He was the only one in the car?" Abby asked as they unloaded the patient.
"No, one passenger only. His car rolled down a hill in park and hit a pole." The paramedic replied as his partner came and helped roll the patient in. "BP is normal." the man on the stretcher groaned and began to wake up again.
"Sir?" Luka said. "Can you tell me your name, please?"
"Eric, Eric Kelley." the man replied.
The paramedics, along with Abby and Luka rolled the patient in to Trauma Three where Neela, Chuny, and Sam met them. "On the count of three." Luka instructed." One, Two, Three." The lifted the patient from the stretcher on to a gurney as the paramedics left. Chuny cut off his shirt to reveal huge bruises on the man's chest from the impact of the steering wheel.
"Are you still having problems breathing?" Neela asked Eric.
"Yes." he croaked out.
"More than likely when you hit the steering wheel, it bruised your ribs, which would cause breathing difficulties." Luka explained to the patient. "Abby, would you like to do an abdominal?"
"I don't have any pain there." Eric protested.
"Not now, maybe," Sam replied. 'It' better to know for sure."
"Hang an IV." Luka told Chuny as he put his stethoscope on. "How's the abdomen?"
"Hard on the left side." Abby replied. "Should we do a sonogram?"
"Let me see." Luka said and moved over to see what Abby was talking about. "No, hold the sonogram."
"Are you sure? He could have a bleed somewhere." Sam asked.
"The belly is rigid form impact, but it wasn't hard enough to cause hemorrhaging," Luka replied sharply. "The bruising in the chest is more than likely from the steering wheel."
"Fine." Sam replied, rolling her eyes.
"Sir, would you please follow the light with your eyes without moving your head?" Neela asked, ignoring the fight pending between Luka and Sam.
"Eyes are glazed, and pupils are dilated. He has a concussion." Neela reported.
"Sir, did you hit your head when you hit the other car?" Abby asked.
"I don't remember." Eric said as his breathing calmed down with his lessening chest pain.
"Do you want us to take him for a CT scan?" Chuny asked Luka, who had begun to suture the head lac.
"Yeah, call them." Luka replied. "Neela, take over for me. Sam, may I see you outside?"
Sam huffed, but reluctantly followed. "I'm sorry, okay? Maybe this guy didn't need an abdominal scan, but what if you would have missed something?"
"Don't second guess me in front of the students." Luka replied. "Understood?"
"Yeah." Sam said. "But next time, when something does happen to the patient, don't blame me."
~*~
"Alex, are you ready to go?" Sam asked tiredly. It was the end of her shift and all she wanted to do was to go home, stand under the hot shower, and then crawl into bed.
"Yeah." Alex replied a few seconds later. "Look at what Luka gave me, Mom. It's my X-ray."
"Pretty cool." Sam replied. "Get your stuff, I want to go home."
"I'm hungry." Alex said out of nowhere.
"Did you eat at supper?" Sam asked, and then looked at her watch. Supper was at four when Haleh took his to the cafeteria, and it was after midnight now. "You did your injection, right?"
"Yes Mom." Alex replied and rolled his eyes.
"We'll stop and get a pizza if you hurry up." Sam offered. Alex nodded, and the two walked out of the break room, just as Luka was walking in.
"Sorry." Luka said politely. "How the hand now?"
"Better, I guess." Alex answered. "Are you off now too?"
"Yeah, I am." Luka answered.
"Mom and I were going to go get a pizza to go, maybe you could come over." Alex suggested. "We could play video games."
"What? It's a little late to have company over, Alex." Sam hinted.
"Mom." Alex whined.
"Your mom is right, besides I have to work tomorrow, and I need sleep." Luka answered lamely. "Another time?"
"All right." Alex said and sighed.
"Good night." Luka said as he and Sam left.
Nice try, Buster." Sam said as they walked in the parking lot to where Sam had parked the car. She unlocked Alex's side and held the door open f or him to get in.
"Did you and Luka have a fight." Alex asked.
"We had a disagreement over a patient." Sam corrected as she climbed in the driver side.
"Oh." Alex said thoughtfully. "But you'll kiss and make up tomorrow, right?"
"Without the kissing." Sam replied. "I told you before, I'm glad you have someone to talk to about stuff, but I don't like Luka that way."
"Couldn't you try for me?" Alex countered.
"What kind of pizza do you want?" Sam asked, dismissing the question, and focusing harder on the road ahead.
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What, you thought I was going to go straight in to Luka/Sam goodness. No, I'm a bit of a tease. If you any ideas or anything that you would like to see in the story, don't be afraid to say. I want to have more up soon, but I don't know when exactly. This month is all mid term prep at my school, so I'm pretty busy during the week, and I work on the weekends, I'll try for Friday.
~Please Review!
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Chapter Two: Complicated
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I'm not going to lie to you, Miss Taggert," Alex's principal, Mr. Benoit explained. "Alex has gotten into another fight. This is actually the second one this week. We did try to contact you at home."
"I work shift work, Mr. Benoit." Sam said. "More than likely, I'm not home when the school would be calling me."
"I understand, which is why I sent a letter home with Alex explaining the situation, and asking you for a good time to set up a meeting."
"Oh really?" Sam replied. "I never received a note either. Where is my son?"
"The nurse is checking him out."
"Why? Did he get hurt?" Sam asked.
"A black eye, some cuts. He's lucky, Alex seems to have a habit to pick fights with boys that are bigger than he is."
Sam nodded as the nurse opened the door and shuffled Alex inside. His normal messed up hair was even more tousled, and his sweater was ripped down the left arm. A large purple bruise was all ready forming underneath his left eye. "Hi Mom." Alex said sheepishly and sat down in the chair next to her.
"I think it would be best for Alex to leave the school for the rest of the day." Mr. Benoit suggested.
"I agree." Sam said and looked at Alex. "Go get your stuff and meet me back here."
"But."
"No but. Go, and do as I told you." Sam replied. When Alex had left the office, Sam apologized to the principal and signed Alex out for the rest of the day. Instead of waiting in awkward silence until Alex returned, Sam went outside and leaned against the wall. Alex came a few minutes later, still with the sheepish look on his face.
"You are in so much trouble." Sam said and went to grab Alex's wrist. Alex jumped back and yelped. "What's wrong with your wrist?"
"Nothing." Alex answered quickly
"Let me see your hand." Sam instructed. Alex sighed and stuck his hand outward; His wrist and hand were swelling quite heavily.
"I punched the guy too hard, I guess." Alex said and shrugged. "It will be okay in a while."
"I'm taking you to the hospital." Sam said and put her hand on her son's back to lead him out of the door.
~*~
"Lily, thank you for staying for me." Sam said and smiled at her co-worker.
"Don't worry about it. That's a nasty bruise, you out causing trouble, Alex?" Lily asked.
"Oh yes." Sam replied. "Whose free right now?"
Lily looked at the board as Luka came out of the break room, slinging his stethoscope over his broad shoulders. "Dr. Kovac is."
"Dr. Kovac is what?" Luka asked as he came to the counter.
"Alex got in to a fight at school." Sam replied. "His hand is really swollen, not to mention his eye. The school nurse seems to think that he's okay, but I think it could be broken."
"Do you want me to check it out?" Luka asked.
"Could you? I know I'm probably just being paranoid." Sam said and took off her coat.
"You're being a mother." Luka replied. "You got into a fight, Alex?"
"Johnny Preston deserved it." Alex replied as Luka led him to one of the exam areas.
"Johnny Preston? I thought you two were friends?" Sam asked. "He was at our house playing video games with you last week."
"Well, we're not friends anymore." Alex shrugged. "Ow!" he shouted as Luka felt his wrist.
"Sorry." Luka said. "Looks like he you got him as good as he got you."
"Don't encourage him." Sam said. "I have to grab my stuff. Don't get into any more fights, all right?"
Alex mumbled something in reply, but didn't look up.
"So, you're going to tell me why you fought Johnny Preston?" Luka asked. "You know, Man to man."
"He said Mom was a slut." Alex replied. "What was I supposed to do?"
"There are ways to solve your problems without using your fists, Alex." Luka said, moving to examine Alex's cheek.
"Hey, this is Sam's kid isn't it?" Abby asked as she came over, to which Luka nodded in reply. "You want me to take over, this looks like a med student case."
"No, it's all right." Luka replied. "I'm almost finished." Abby thought for a second and then nodded her head.
"Of course." Abby said and walked away.
"What, Abby?" Luka called after hr as she continued.
"Nothing." Abby replied coyly.
"What was that about?" Sam replied as she came back over to the bed. She had changed back into her scrubs, and was preparing to go back to work. "How is he?"
"Okay, I'm going to send him for an X-ray on his wrist." Luka told Sam. "I can go up with him."
"Is that okay?" Sam asked Alex. "I have to get back to work."
"It's cool." Alex replied. "Are they going to inject me with radioactive stuff?"
"We'll see." Luka said and laughed. "Are we taking a wheelchair you do you want to walk?"
"Can we race a couple?"
"How about we just walk?"
~*~
Sam, I have Alex's x-rays back." Luka said and held up the envelope that contained the film of Alex's wrist.
"Just a sec." Alex said she and Pratt worked up and elderly patient.
"Hey, it's your kid." Pratt replied. "I can take it from here. When you get back, start and IV drip and send for the tests."
"Got it." Sam said and smiled appreciatively. She walked over to the X-ray screen Luka had lit up.
"Swelling of the tissue, but there doesn't appear to be a break in the bone." Luka said and pulled the film off the screen. "He's fine."
"Yeah, he just has a major death wish."
"Do you want me to talk to him again?" Luka asked. "He opened up to me before."
"Wait, again?" Sam interrupted Luka. "You're not my kid's father; stay out of it." Sam began to walk away, but Luka continued.
"He eels like he was protecting your honour."
"What?" Sam replied.
Luka walked up closer to Sam. "This other boy, apparently, he called you a slut."
"So that makes it all right for him to go around punching people?" Sam countered.
"No, and that's what I told him." Luka said in reply.
"Thanks for the help." Sam said sarcastically. But leave the parenting of my son to me in the future, okay?"
"Fine." Luka said. "You better get back to your patient."
~*~
"Lover's quarrel?" Abby asked Luka as she walked up to him outside. They had an ambulance coming, and Abby and Luka were outside waiting fir it.
"What do you mean?"
"With Sam back there." Abby replied. "About getting too parental with her kid for her liking?"
"She was right to be angry, it wasn't my business." Luka replied, crossing her arms over his chest in an effort to stay warm. The wail of the approaching ambulance drowned out what Abby said next, which Luka decided was a good thing.
"30 Year old male, involved in a one car accident, off and on LOC, with pain in the neck and shortness of breath." the paramedic rattled off.
"He was the only one in the car?" Abby asked as they unloaded the patient.
"No, one passenger only. His car rolled down a hill in park and hit a pole." The paramedic replied as his partner came and helped roll the patient in. "BP is normal." the man on the stretcher groaned and began to wake up again.
"Sir?" Luka said. "Can you tell me your name, please?"
"Eric, Eric Kelley." the man replied.
The paramedics, along with Abby and Luka rolled the patient in to Trauma Three where Neela, Chuny, and Sam met them. "On the count of three." Luka instructed." One, Two, Three." The lifted the patient from the stretcher on to a gurney as the paramedics left. Chuny cut off his shirt to reveal huge bruises on the man's chest from the impact of the steering wheel.
"Are you still having problems breathing?" Neela asked Eric.
"Yes." he croaked out.
"More than likely when you hit the steering wheel, it bruised your ribs, which would cause breathing difficulties." Luka explained to the patient. "Abby, would you like to do an abdominal?"
"I don't have any pain there." Eric protested.
"Not now, maybe," Sam replied. 'It' better to know for sure."
"Hang an IV." Luka told Chuny as he put his stethoscope on. "How's the abdomen?"
"Hard on the left side." Abby replied. "Should we do a sonogram?"
"Let me see." Luka said and moved over to see what Abby was talking about. "No, hold the sonogram."
"Are you sure? He could have a bleed somewhere." Sam asked.
"The belly is rigid form impact, but it wasn't hard enough to cause hemorrhaging," Luka replied sharply. "The bruising in the chest is more than likely from the steering wheel."
"Fine." Sam replied, rolling her eyes.
"Sir, would you please follow the light with your eyes without moving your head?" Neela asked, ignoring the fight pending between Luka and Sam.
"Eyes are glazed, and pupils are dilated. He has a concussion." Neela reported.
"Sir, did you hit your head when you hit the other car?" Abby asked.
"I don't remember." Eric said as his breathing calmed down with his lessening chest pain.
"Do you want us to take him for a CT scan?" Chuny asked Luka, who had begun to suture the head lac.
"Yeah, call them." Luka replied. "Neela, take over for me. Sam, may I see you outside?"
Sam huffed, but reluctantly followed. "I'm sorry, okay? Maybe this guy didn't need an abdominal scan, but what if you would have missed something?"
"Don't second guess me in front of the students." Luka replied. "Understood?"
"Yeah." Sam said. "But next time, when something does happen to the patient, don't blame me."
~*~
"Alex, are you ready to go?" Sam asked tiredly. It was the end of her shift and all she wanted to do was to go home, stand under the hot shower, and then crawl into bed.
"Yeah." Alex replied a few seconds later. "Look at what Luka gave me, Mom. It's my X-ray."
"Pretty cool." Sam replied. "Get your stuff, I want to go home."
"I'm hungry." Alex said out of nowhere.
"Did you eat at supper?" Sam asked, and then looked at her watch. Supper was at four when Haleh took his to the cafeteria, and it was after midnight now. "You did your injection, right?"
"Yes Mom." Alex replied and rolled his eyes.
"We'll stop and get a pizza if you hurry up." Sam offered. Alex nodded, and the two walked out of the break room, just as Luka was walking in.
"Sorry." Luka said politely. "How the hand now?"
"Better, I guess." Alex answered. "Are you off now too?"
"Yeah, I am." Luka answered.
"Mom and I were going to go get a pizza to go, maybe you could come over." Alex suggested. "We could play video games."
"What? It's a little late to have company over, Alex." Sam hinted.
"Mom." Alex whined.
"Your mom is right, besides I have to work tomorrow, and I need sleep." Luka answered lamely. "Another time?"
"All right." Alex said and sighed.
"Good night." Luka said as he and Sam left.
Nice try, Buster." Sam said as they walked in the parking lot to where Sam had parked the car. She unlocked Alex's side and held the door open f or him to get in.
"Did you and Luka have a fight." Alex asked.
"We had a disagreement over a patient." Sam corrected as she climbed in the driver side.
"Oh." Alex said thoughtfully. "But you'll kiss and make up tomorrow, right?"
"Without the kissing." Sam replied. "I told you before, I'm glad you have someone to talk to about stuff, but I don't like Luka that way."
"Couldn't you try for me?" Alex countered.
"What kind of pizza do you want?" Sam asked, dismissing the question, and focusing harder on the road ahead.
~*~
What, you thought I was going to go straight in to Luka/Sam goodness. No, I'm a bit of a tease. If you any ideas or anything that you would like to see in the story, don't be afraid to say. I want to have more up soon, but I don't know when exactly. This month is all mid term prep at my school, so I'm pretty busy during the week, and I work on the weekends, I'll try for Friday.
~Please Review!