Chapter 4

"Kennedy!" Patty called, running down the hall toward her.

She had just begun making a few rounds while she was waiting on a new arrival. Stopping short she turned to face the nurse that was sprinting for her, "Yes?"

"They just pulled up with the new patient and his family." She said quickly in one short breath.

Kennedy smiled, she had always stressed to the staff the importance of personally greeting the patients as they arrived, it helped make them feel welcome and important, "Thank you. I'll go on out to meet them." She said patting the puffing nurse's arm.

She knew the urgency that Patty felt when it came to this particular patient. Randy Orton was going to be their first client from the WWE. If everything went well, they could possibly land a great deal of business from the large company.

Picking up her step, she headed to the front of the clinic where the ambulance had pulled up to unload Randy.

"Hey, Ms. Sheppard!" One of the EMT's greeted her as the doors hissed open.

"Jimmie! How's the patient doing today?" she asked stepping out of the building and coming to stand next to him.

"Quiet." Jimmie answered as he and his partner pulled the gurney from the back of the orange and white truck.

"Why, hello Mr. T!" She exclaimed once the gurney was completely grounded.

Everyone but Randy smiled, and she noticed he suddenly didn't look happy, and she looked at him apologetically, "Sorry, Randy. It's the casts and braces, they have you all out and shaped like... well... like a 'T'." she explained.

Randy was pissed. It was bad enough that his life was ruined at the hands of his friends and now his new care giver was making fun of him, "I'd be doing a HELL of a lot better if you weren't making pop shots at me!" He barked glaring at her icily with his blue eyes, "What the hell are you smiling about? Look that does it, I don't want to stay here... guys put me back up in the truck and take me somewhere else!"

"Now you sound like one of my patients! Get him inside boys, let's get him settled." She exclaimed pushing gently on Jimmie.

"You can't make me stay here! I'd be treated better in a god damned gutter! Put me back in the fucking truck..."

Kennedy smiled warmly and wrapped her arms around her middle as she watched the guys push the rolling bed into the clinic, shaking their heads while Randy continued on.

"I'm afraid you're going to have your hands full." A male voice sighed next to her.

She shook her head then turned to look at Randy's parents, "Mr. Orton, I'd have been more worried if I didn't get a reaction. He has every reason to be mad at the world right now, if he kept it bottled up, he probably wouldn't want to fight to get better." She explained shaking both his hand and Mrs. Orton's.

He chuckled, "I'd have to admit, you're the first person to get anything out of him in the past few days."

Kennedy laughed heartily, "I'm sure there is more where that came from... Come on inside and let's get him settled into his new room." Stepping aside, she waited for the couple to enter the clinic before following them in and directing them to their son's room. "I'm going to have to leave you here for a bit, I have all of his admittance papers on my desk." She said when they stopped in front of his door.

"How many times do I have to tell you?! Take me out of here!" Randy squelched.

Mrs. Orton looked apologetically at Kennedy and sighed, "He's always been a demanding child." She offered before opening the door to the private room.

Kennedy smiled warmly when Mr. Orton followed his wife into the room ordering his son to be quiet and let the men do their job. Then she headed to the nurses station to get his paperwork.

Kind of a short Chapter- Sorry about that more to come.... Please Read and review thanks