Accident
He was at home when he got a call. He picked it up recognising the number as Chicago Hope. He wondered what was going on as he hadn't heard from anyone there since he left the hospital.
What had happened? Had something happened to his wife or son? She now worked at County as a nurse. He still felt so guilty she'd had to work so many shifts while he was in prison. He wanted to make it up to them even though he was still trying to find work.
He'd do practically anything within reason to get money but his criminal record held him back. He just wanted someone to give him a chance and see he wasn't a criminal. He just wanted to get out and do something. Being here at home all the time was beginning to get on his nerves. He just got so bored. He was even contemplating college but didn't know what to study.
"Hello," he said picking up the phone.
"Is that Mr Nyland?" a cheery voice on the other end asked. He wondered if she even knew who she was talking to. He wondered if she even knew he'd once been head of trauma and above her. It hurt a little to hear him being referred to as Mr instead of Dr.
"Yes, this is Mr Nyland," he answered biting back the emotion. Had everyone forgotten about him? It wasn't like any of them had visited him in prison.
"Your son's just been brought into ER."
His chest froze. What was wrong with his son? What had happened? Last he knew Colby had gone out on his motorbike for a bit of a ride. He'd been a little distressed having his son had a motorbike but he trusted Colby made the proper precautions and wore a helmet. Maggie had assured him he did.
He couldn't stop thinking about all the things that could have happened. All the injuries he could have. All the possible scenarios that could have happened. He couldn't help it; having been a doctor fifteen years ago.
"How serious is it?"
"Pretty serious. He'll need surgery and we need your permission."
"My wife and I will be there as soon as we can."
He quickly picked up his keys, paged Maggie he was going to pick her up from work and got into the car. He drove to County picking her up while she jumped into the car then sped off to Chicago Hope. He knew it was the first time for the both of them since they'd left.
He placed his hand over hers while keeping one hand on the wheel and she squeezed it. They soon got to the hospital and parked up wondering how much had changed and who was in charge now? Were any of the people they knew still there?