Roll out the fun (open)

[laura Knight]

She knew she wasn't supposed to be working. Laura had been warned to the few people she'd confessed to that she was soon to be the mother of a bouncing little child. Worst of all was that she was actually starting to show! Four months this month and come August her secret would be out. For now she was finding that wearing loose clothing and a labcoat was helping to keep the growing baby bump barely hidden from view but things were growing increasingly difficult to put on. At a stretch she could wear her flowing floral summer dresses but how she wished for winter now.

Thick jumpers and heavy jackets. That would be sure to hide her baby for a few more months. The problem was that Drew didn't really know yet. Well, her brother had known that she'd lost the previous child with Richard but once the biological clock started tick tick ticking away, a woman had to do what a woman had to do. When she neared the age of 38 in March just four months ago, she wanted a baby desprately and she committed herself to becoming pregnant. Now she had a problem.

The line of work she was in was a dangerous one. She didn't want to lose another baby. The first was bad enough. This was the thought that drove Laura from the lounge and straight into the greenhouse. Once she burst through the door and heard it click shut behind her, making a moist breeze fall over her from the overhead irregation system, she allowed herself to start panting for the air she so desprately needed. Panic to Laura was like an air vaccuum and it was horrible.

A hand came up, perfectly manicured, to press against her heaving chest and she leaned forward just slightly eyes falling shut in an attempt to avoid a full blown panic attack. And all this, just because an HRP started acting up. The patient had been restrained quickly by security but Laura had happed to be in line of fire at that particular moment and thankfully it had just been her shoulder that had recieved a punch.... this time. It could have been far worse.

Her slender arms wrapped around her stomach and by the time she realised that there was someone behind her it was too late and she'd practically broken down in front of the person behind her. Laura twisted round, her eyes wide, face filled with surprise and she gasped ever so slightly staring at present company as if expecting THEM to break the silence. By making them break the silence she'd know how to play this. She had learned some tricks from Drew.

Her arms fell to her side so that she would not be a give away that quickly.

[Dr. M.Hellburn]

The brick pavement made a lovely sound under Marcus’s feet. He let a small content smile flutter over his face. Today hadn’t been a bad day. He had a filling breakfast, no medical emergencies, and the sky was starting to clear. Nothing seemed to be going poorly, this made him a content man.

He paused for but a moment as he fiddled with the gold ring on his left hand. Then he remembered he was still wearing the ring. By all accounts he should have removed the strip of gold, but the fact that his wife was still alive made his honor twinge with pain. His beloved wife Ellen was he perfect wife, she made sure he knew what was going on in other peoples lives. She took care of his every day needs. She was also there when he was confused about how people acted.

An echo of sadness hit him as he remembered the last time he saw her. He watched her through a viewing room. She had been a crumpled mess in the corner of the room. Her black hair was showing the line of grey, she gripped and pulled her hair trying to relieve her anxiety. Her grey eyes locked on her feet. She was so frail that day. When he walked in to see her she screamed and ran as far way from him. That was the hardest thing for him. She had never run before, but now it was as common as breathing for her. It was best he had left his youngest son and wife in Maryland.

His family had been one thing to keep him connected. Since his sons suicide attempt things changed dramatically. His son was placed in another hospital away form his mother. Marcus feared the two would feed off each other and cause their Asylum more problems. He did go to visit them once every few months. He found that it was his fault for the whole mess. He didn’t lead them correctly; he wasn’t able to keep them sane. This was the large black spot on his life. He knew he would never be rid of it.

Continuing to walk he stopped and looked up at the green house. The faint smile returned and became more pronounced. Greenery always kept his mind calm. He let the hot air hit him and relaxed instantly.

Walking through the green he heard the door slam open and shut. He turned to see who had entered. He was surprised to see the new nurse leaning forward in front of him. From his direction it looked like she was in mid panic attack. He furrowed his brow wondering what could have caused such a thing.

As he moved closer to make sure she was all right, she turned. Oh yes, it was a panic attack. Though she was coming down from it as she opened her mouth. Marcus watched her for a second taking as much detail as he could about her. Though he would admit his mind was not it’s sharpest at the time. He didn’t try to memorize her eye color or anything specific. He was more concerned with her health then he features.

“It’s alright my dear. I’m Dr. Hellburn.” He slowly reached out to her. He let his voice slip some concern to sound more genuine for her peace of mind. “Is something the matter?”