Doctor & Patient {Bellala99 and Koe-chan}

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Bo had never been very artistic, but he managed to draw something that looked relatively similar to Lucas' tattoo. The woman's eyes widened when she saw it and she snatched the paper away quickly, surprising the young man. "This is it," she murmured, standing up and looking down at Bo. "Did he speak to anyone recently?" Bo hesitated, then nodded. "His mother and his sister. He called them...with my phone." Her eyes narrowed but she said nothing, deciding to let him off the hook for giving him this information, and she left the room without another word.

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Lucas watched quietly as the red head left and lightly scratched his head. He was alive... Well, that alone was good. He was sure his boss was going to kill him... The blond sighed softly and got back into the bed, leaning back against the pillows as he closed his eyes. Now he just had to wait until the woman came back to question him...

[BlaqueCatt]

Hours passed, and neither the woman nor Bo returned to the room. Soon enough it was late at night, and no one had come to check in on the blonde patient. Dr. Phillis assumed that Bo was doing his job, and because Bo was Lucas' only nurse, the other nurses felt no need to visit him. The agents were meeting back at their hotel room, and Bo was hiding in the bathroom until it was time for him to leave, too anxious to face anyone after being questioned by the police, especially Lucas. He felt hurt knowing that the man he had wanted to become friends with was probably a criminal who had killed two innocent women. All that kindness was probably just a trick anyway...

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Lucas was growing anxious as seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours. He was still alone... What happened? Why didn't anybody come? And where in the world was Bo? Did something happen to him?... The blond bit his lip and let out a shaky sigh as he closed his eyes and layed down on the bed under the covers. Guess he'd just sleep for now... Maybe they decided to come question him in the morning? Yeah, that was probably it... With this thought, the tall male fell asleep, his sleep filled with fear and anxiousness...

[BlaqueCatt]

As the hours ticked away, Bo was lost in thought, huddled against the wall in one of the bathroom stalls. He only snapped out of his trance when his phone vibrated, alerting him that it was time to go home. With a sigh he stood up and ran his fingers through his hair, biting his lip uneasily. How would he face Lucas the next day? It was obvious they couldn't be friends...but it was so hard to act professional around him. He let out a grunt of frustration and exited the room, hurrying down the hall towards the exit of the hospital.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Lucas awoke early in the morning with his hair soaked in sweat and his brown eyes widened. Slowly, he took in a deep breath and exhaled just as slowly, trying to calm himself down. Dammit, the questioning really didn't do him any good... He dreamt about being in prison and at some point his boss appeared with two people. Catherine and Bo. Both of them were killed slowly while the blond had to endure both their agonizing screams and the blame. It was his fault... Maybe he should try and give in his boss... He was going to prison one way or another and he was tired of his gang.

[BlaqueCatt]

Bo was standing outside of the door the next morning, rubbing his left arm with his hand as he steeled himself for the encounter. Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door and walked into the room. He was dressed in the usual blue scrubs again, but this time his smile was obviously forced and the light in his eyes was absent. "Good morning," he said softly. "How do you feel?"

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Lucas breathed out heavily as he gently bit his lip, trying to calm his heartbeat. Right now he felt as if his heart would jump out of his chest any second. The blond glanced at the door when it opened and smiled slightly at the nurse... Until hee saw the forced out smile. His own smile died out and all that was left were fear, sadness and anxiousness. “Good morning... I think the wounds are healing well...“ He finally muttered out while a few beads of sweat rolled down his face. The tall male took in a shaky breath as he lightly grabbed onto the bed sheets. Were those people going to come back again? After a bit of thinking, he decided to give in his boss after all...

[BlaqueCatt]

"That's good," Bo said with an encouraging nod, walking over to the bed after closing the door behind him. "I'm going to check your injuries again and change the bandages, but after another day or two, you'll be ready to go." He stared at Lucas for a moment too long, trying to see a murderer instead of an innocent man. He couldn't do it, but all that did was make him feel worse. He turned away and went to the sink to gather the supplies he would need.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Lucas smiled weakly and nodded, not saying a word as answer. He couldn't bring himself to say anything.. He had a really bad feeling about all this. What if the people who were questioning him decided to just throw him into prison without finishing? He wanted to give in his boss... He hated the man.. He wanted him dead. It was the only murderous thought in his mind as the blond sat up and sighed,already unbuttoning his gown.

[BlaqueCatt]

Bo dumped the contents of his arms onto the table by the bed with a loud clang, moving with much less grace than usual; he was distracted and extremely upset, his thoughts turning in a circle and making no sense. He bit his lip to hold in a frustrated sigh and forced himself to look at Lucas. He sat on the bed next to the man, bandages and balm next to him and ready for use.

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Lucas blinked a few times as he watched the other. His mood was quickly dropping until he felt so... Upset. The blond bit his lower lip and lowered his gaze to the floor as he slipped down his gown so that only his lower regions were covered. "Hey... Are the officers who questioned me coming back today?.." He asked after a while, his voice sounding close to dead. He just wanted for this to be over... He didn't even care if he'd died anymore.

[BlaqueCatt]

Bo easily noticed the dull tone of voice he used, and if the time had been in the past, he would have comforted the blonde. But now he was sure that Lucas was a criminal--after all, the woman's questions and his answers had lined right up--and he couldn't help but feel betrayed. Lucas had played him just like he had others, Bo thought. He never really felt anything towards the nurse. And that made him very upset.

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Lucas took in a shaky breath and closed his eyes as the other didn't reply in any way. His hands were slightly gripping the bed sheets as the blond waited for Bo to start. He sighed softly and lowered his head. The nurse was clearly upset about something... And he was the cause of it. “Can't you at least answer?... Please, why do you do this?“ He asked somewhat sadly as he kept his eyes closed. “...Do you think I was responsible for the fire...?“

[BlaqueCatt]

Bo felt a sharp pang in his chest, but it was quickly replaced with anger; he handled the emotion well, however, and he expressed it with a sense of calmness. "They didn't tell me," he replied shortly, keeping his voice steady. "But because you will be released in a day or two, I assume that they'll wait until you've been discharged before bringing you to the station." He began unwinding the bandages, refusing to look directly at the blonde man. "And I don't know what I think. Even if I did it wouldn't matter. Whether you're a criminal or not, it's none of my business. After all, we're not friends." He had to force the last part out, and it took all of his willpower to keep his voice from shaking.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Lucas could feel his heart shattering into small pieces as he heard what Bo said. "Yeah..." He forced himself to mutter out that as he kept his brown eyes hidden behind the lids, his shoulders trembling slightly. I love you... I don't know how, but I already fell in love with you... Please don't push me away... All this was left unsaid. The blond lightly gripped onto the bed sheets as he now just waited, keeping silent, though he felt like the silence was killing him, slowly pushing him into the ground where he was buried alive. He couldn't breathe - at least that was what he felt like... In reality, nothing changed except for the fact that Lucas wouldn't be happy. Not now, and probably not ever.

[BlaqueCatt]

After realizing that he had undone the entire roll of bandages unnecessarily, as he had not been paying attention, he sighed and dropped the white strands into his lap, reaching over to the table next to the bed and grabbing a pair of scissors. The jar of balm had been left by the sink; Lucas' burns were healed enough that the bandages would not rub the skin the wrong way and irritate the wounds. He cut off a portion of the bandages and forced himself to face the blonde, his blue eyes slightly watery. He did not yet feel love for the man, but he had felt a connection to him and it bothered him immensely to know that it was probably not real. As he began bandaging the wound, he gathered the courage to ask, "Are you part of the mafia?" After the woman had left him he had looked up the tattoo on his phone.

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Lucas' breathing hitched when he heard the question. Slowly, he opened his eyes and bit his lip as he let out a small sigh. “...They forced me...“ He whispered out after a while, feeling as if he was about to cry, but no tears appeared. “I want to leave, I really do... But... The Boss said he'd kill my family if I even tried... I don't want Cath to get hurt...“ He talked quietly, with true sadness in his voice. “I was... I was going to give him out to the questioners today...“ The blond whispered out and looked at Bo, his eyes displaying hurt, pain and sorrow. “Do you believe me?...“

[BlaqueCatt]

Bo's hands had stilled as Lucas began explaining himself, and his eyes stared contemplatively at his lap, thinking about what the other had said. After a moment of consideration, the young nurse said quietly, "How can I believe you? The possibility that you're lying is higher than the possibility that you're telling the truth. You may very well just be using me to get an easier jail sentence." His voice was soft, but he was keeping his emotions under control. "So it is true..." He sighed and finished bandaging the wound before leaning back. He still did not look at the blonde. "The police are going to find out," he said. "They always do." Bo didn't really know what to think. Lucas sounded truly upset, and if he had looked up he would have seen the pain in his eyes. But Lucas could very well have been a great actor. The mafia members had to be smart to survive. He was probably just playing with the nurse. "I won't say anything," he said as he stood up, beginning to put the supplies away. "But I don't believe you. And I won't unless I have proof." He paused by the sink, one had on the cabinet. "I just wish you...you criminals didn't mess with people's emotions." Now he sounded bitter. "I'll be back in a hour to bring you dinner." He left before Lucas could say anything to defend himself.

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"I'm not lying..." Lucas whispered out, but it was too late already. Bo had left by then. The blond lowered his head as finally, two tears rolled down his cheeks as he bent over, lightly cluthing at his chest. Why did it have to hurt so bad? He was only telling the truth... Dammit, the mafia was ruining his life in every way possible. The tall male covered his mouth with one hand just to make sure nothing coming from his mouth could be heard. Slowly, as if all life left him, the brown-eyed male got back under the covers and stared at the wall in front of him with no expression on his face. He wanted to kill him... He wanted to truly make him suffer. No other man had he hated this much... The man spent all the time not doing anything, his brown eyes not showing any emotion now. He could wait... And wait... And wait... For what? He didn't know himself.

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Bo sat silently at the nurses' station, unmoving even as people busily moved around him. He was lost in thought, feeling horribly guilty and betrayed. He was also unsure. What if he was telling the truth and I hurt him? But another part of him argued, He was just messing with you! He's a criminal. he doesn't care. The auburn-haired man struggled to come to term with the emotional side of himself and the rational side. What should I do? If he's really the victim I want to help...maybe I should take a chance with him... He was worried about getting caught up in the mafia, however. The choice seemed impossible.

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Lucas' lower lip quivered slightly as he thought about his death once again. Now that he was alone, the thought of his boss killing him seemed so real... If the red head didn't go to prison, Lucas would be the first one on his death list. The blond bit his trembling lip as he closed his eyes and let out a heavy sigh. Really, what will Cath think of him? He was supposed to be the big brother she looked up to... Well, he was, but he still wanted to be. If everything went fine, maybe no one would even find out... Well, besides his mom.

[BlaqueCatt]

{Just a quick question: should we have Lucas and Bo try to "date" first, or have Bo get kidnapped?}

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

((Let's make them date a bit at first~ This way the other mafia members will be more likely to actually kidnap Bo, since they'll be sure that Lucas will go after him ^^))

[BlaqueCatt]

{Okay ^^}

 

The next day the police returned to Lucas' room, accompanied by Dr. Phillis. The woman who had questioned both he and Bo stepped forward, giving the blonde man a cold smile, her blue eyes icy and hard. "We have decided to release you on probation," she said stiffly, not sounding at all happy with the development; she had received orders from her boss to go through with it. "We will be surveying you to keep you in check. If you do anything wrong--anything at all--we will arrest you." They were hoping that he would lead them to the rest of the mafia. "Dr. Phillis will be discharging you from the hospital today. I...wish you well, Mr. Dragoste." Her voice was pained, as if it had hurt her to say that. She and the agents left, leaving Lucas alone with the doctor.