The doctor was pushing, prodding, probing, insisting he contact her parents. Lynette held her lower lip between her teeth before she repeatedly became louder as she refused, "No. I don't want them here."
Gabriel had called a head to the hospital and told them that his son was coming in with a friend, both of whom were to be addressed by fake names, and the girl's parents were not to be contacted.
"Sweetie, your parents have a right to know. They're your legal guardians," The doctor persisted.
Lynette couldn't contain the rage that boiled inside of her chest as she screamed in the doctor's face, "They don't deserve to know anything!"
The screaming and yelling had drawn Tom and Nathalie's attention as they forced their way into the hospital room, Tom using his parenting skills to calm Lynette while Nathalie informed the doctor that if he didn't desist he'd face harassment charges. The doctor insisted that he was acting in the best interest of a minor, to which Nathalie informed him he merely assumed he was acting in the best interests of a minor and that Lynette's best interests were already being addressed by a team of attourneys as well as former Attourney Sabine Cheng and Gabriel Agreste.
A nurse arrived at the door way with hospital security, "there they are! They barged in while the doctor was attempting to get support for the patient."
"No, no, no, no, no, no! He wasn't trying to help me at all," Lynette pleaded as the security guards grabbed Tom and Nathalie escorting them out of the room.
With her protectors out of the room the doctor resumed his digging into her private life, "now sweetie, what's your real name? You seem familiar. Are you an actress? A model?"
"You didn't really get raped did you? That's why you don't want your parents to know. This is just a heat of the moment regret," The doctor accused.
Lynette's facial expression turned into a deep scowl, "were your parents proud when you flunked out of Hollywood medical school? Seriously?! I wasn't raped? How dare you!"
"Well if you were a rape victim you'd want your support system here," the doctor reasoned.
"They're in the hallway, your security just threw them out," Lynette shot back.
"Who are your parents?"
Lynette stopped talking, glaring the doctor down, "I'm not saying another word until my lawyer is present."
"You're not under arrest. I'm just trying to help," the doctor chuckled.
"You're not helping," Lynette stated flatly.
"Shit," Adrien cursed as he ran his hands over his face, pacing a bit.
Finally his phone meowed again, Marinette looked at him quizzically at the sound.
Adrien's cheeks flushed slightly as he defended himself, "I like cats, alright?"
Marinette giggled lightly.
"Uhh Marinette, do you have Jagged's phone number?"
Marinette blinked a little as she thought before looking to her phone and replying, "Umm I think so, why?"
"Well it turns out that her musician Uncle isn't actually her biological Uncle, he's her godfather and can be considered a legal guardian if she doesn't want her parents to be present," Adrien replied.
Marinette gained a small grin as she dialed Jagged's number.
"Jagged's cell, Penny Rolling speaking," came the chipper assistant of the rock and roller.
Marinette smiled as she replied, "Ms. Rolling, it's Marinette Dupain-Cheng, is Jagged available?"
"He's in an interview right now, I can give him a message?"
"It's urgent. It's about his niece, Lynette," Marinette insisted.
"Is she alright?"
"No, she really isn't. I'm at the hospital with her, she needs him," Marinette admitted.
"What about her parents?" Penny pressed.
Marinette bit her lip a little before admitting, "We're hesitant to get in touch with them. We think they may be linked to some… bad things."
There wasn't another word from the assistant, but she heard in the background several people who began telling her to get off the set. Commotion, shouting, yelling, then a masculine voice on the line with a slight English accent, "Marinette?"
"Hi Mr. Stone," Marinette greeted.
"What's happened to my Lynnie? Is she safe?"
Marinette bit her lip as she heard Lynette screaming profanities at the doctor.
"No. She really isn't," Marinette shared.
"Bloody hell. I'm in Italy right now. I can be there in a few hours. Put her bloody doctor on the phone, Marinette," Jagged requested.
Marinette went to open the hospital room door only to find that the doctor had locked himself in the room with Lynette.
"Oh no," Marinette whined as she tried to force the door open.
"Miss you cannot go in there. Doctor patient confidentiality," The nurse stated as she eyed Marinette.
"I have her godfather on the phone, he wants to talk to her," Marinette replied.
"Oh," the nurse replied as she took Marinette's phone from her.
"This is Marie Gaudreau, I'm a nurse at Paris Saint-Joseph. We need to get in touch with the patient's parents could you give me their names?"
"NO!" Marinette, Adrien, Tom and Nathalie exclaimed.
Marie's face contorted in confusion as she replied, "Excuse me? I will not! This is in the patient's best interests and frankly sir we could have all of them charged with endangering a minor. The parents have rights."
She paused while the others could only assume Jagged was asking about Lynette's rights, the nurse seemed to roll her eyes before replying, "Not as much as the parents. Yes that is correct until she is 18 years old her parents have final say on treatments and have access to her medical records."
Marinette face palmed, she should've made that phone call in the washroom.
"Hand over my daughter's phone this instant," Sabine's voice ordered from another direction, behind her were two women and three men.
The nurse regarded Sabine sourly as if she'd taken a huge bite out of a rotten lemon at the petite woman's authoritive tone as she demanded, "And who are you?"
One of the women stepped forward, "Who I am is what will make this completely different."
Sabine produced a business card while informing the nurse, "I'm the patient's court appointed legal and medical advocate. We have reason to suspect emotional and mental child abuse, possibly being linked to the attack she endured within the past 24 hours. You will let me into the room with my client, you will return my daughter's phone to her and you will cease threatening those who attempt to help this child."
The nurse eyed the business card while a brunette haired woman standing next to Sabine produced the legal documents for the nurse to skim over.
With a look of defeat on her face, the nurse handed Marinette's phone back to her and unlocked the door.
"You're not her parents, leave," the doctor insisted.
Sabine ignored him and sat next to Lynette, wrapping her into an embrace. The brunette teenager was so tense Sabine could feel how taunt her muscles were beneath the hospital gown.
"You will remove yourself from this case immediately and she will be cared for and interacted with by a female physician hence forth. Furthermore you will cease attempting to contact her parents and instead will address any questions to Mrs. Sabine Cheng. Make sure your coworkers are aware of this," the brunette lawyer stated as she pointed to the door.
The doctor took his leave of the room.
"It's alright now. It's alright. I'm here," Sabine soothed as she felt the girl in her arms begin to relax and let her guard down. Sabine felt her heart shatter, this girl was being so brave while enduring something adult women sometimes have difficulty facing. That sort of strength, Sabine knew, couldn't be trained into someone, it was born into them.