He Thinks He's the Best - J.H

Chapter 1

Roxy pov

"He needs to be taken to the OR stat." I shout over the Friday night hustle.

"I can't let you do that Roxy. He needs to be questioned. You can take him there after." His voice lingers in my mind like a bad dream. Why the fuck is he always here?

"Mr Hossler with all-"

"Detective Hossler." He corrects. Oh grow up asshat.

"Detective Hossler, with all due respect, but if we don't get him to an operating room fast, there will be no one to question. So kindly fuck off and let me and my other nurses do my job. Go eat a doughnut or something." I spit as I wheel the patient out of the room and get four others to take him.

"Roxy-"

"It's doctor Hawthorne to you." I correct as I check the chart.

"DoCtOr HaWtHoRnE." He mimics, "I need him to remember what the fuck happened. If he dies then so does the hostage. If I can question him, then everyone gets to go home." He explains.

"Use your brain. I've just taken him so he can stay alive. If you kept him any longer his organs would have shut down one by one and he would have flat lined. That way two people die. I understand you are trying to do your job. But I need to do mine, and it's the patients life that are in my best interests. So I'll ask you again. Please leave." I say as I walk off, leaving him standing in the now empty room.

God he thinks he's so good. Just because he got daddy's job. Pathetic. There are some people who work hard to get to the position he's in, but because of who's nutsack he came out of, he gets what he wants. I cannot stand that man. Always stood there, slightly taller than me. With his blonde hair, blue eyes and that smile. God that smug fucking smile, I've always just wanted to slap it off of him. He'd deserve it. Asshole.

"Doctor Hawthorne, you're needed in room 205." A night nurse calls to me. Fuck Fridays. Why does everyone choose Friday to get injured.

I walk into the room and low and behold, he's fucking there again. I mentally groan for the fifth time since I saw him walk into the last room.

"Right what have we got here then?" I ask as I check the chart at the end of the bed. Busted arm? This is child's play.

"Alright sweetheart, can you tell me how this happened please? I'm assuming because of the *(mumbles) awful* kind policeman standing in the corner, something else happened." I say as I talk to the terrified looking seven year old on the bed.

"Uh, h-he tried to d-do something I didn't understand, a-and when I asked him to s-stop, he broke my arm and threw m-me against my wall." He said. What the fuck?

"Okay little one, I will be back in one minute okay sweetheart. Not much longer now." I said as I signalled for the asshole to walk outside.

I go out and see him leaning against the wall with that smug smile, yet again. Oh if it wasn't for the fact that I need him right now, I would happily put him on one of these hospital beds.

"Right I need you to actually do your fucking job and tell me everything you know about that little boy." I spit as he raises an eyebrow at me. "I am not fucking playing with you right now. I need to know if I need to book anything to help further your investigation." I grit.

"You know the guy you rushed into the OR? Yeah, well he's an abuser and possible rapist. We have a statement from a neighbour saying that they've heard screaming multiple times a week, mainly begs and pleas from a female voice, the boys mother. We have reason to believe he raped or at least tried to rape the boy." He explains.

"What about the boys mother? Where is she?" I asked him.

"What don't you understand about a hostage situation?" He asked. Oh shit.

"Follow me." I tell him.

I rush to the glass room connected to the operating room. I press on the buzzer which allows me to speak to the doctors in the room.

"Listen up. I need you to stabilise him and nothing else. Get him to a normal heart rate and get him out of there. You can further his surgery when everyone is safe." I say to them. They all nod through the glass. "This is detective Hossler. As soon as you are done stabilising this man, signal to him and allow him to continue his investigation, keep a monitor on him and whatever you do, do not let him get to a point where he will pass out. Innocent people are in danger." I tell them. I turn to look at Hossler, he smiles at me lightly as he leans against the wall. I nod at him and leave the room.

"Hey Cassie? Can you get me a rape kit for 205 please? Victim is a seven year old male." I say to her. She nods and I make my way back to the room.

"Hi darling." I say to the child on the bed. "My name is Roxy. What's yours?" I ask him as I sat at the end of the bed.

"I'm Callum. Is my mommy going to be okay?" He asked me.

"The nice policeman is doing everything he can to make sure she will be." I promise. He may be an asshole, but he does do his job right when he needs to.

"Okay sweetheart, I'm going to have to reset your arm. Don't worry, it's not as scary as it sounds and I promise you, you won't feel a thing. I have a few injections here that will take all the pain away so that I can reset it. I can take all the time you need for the injections, but after they are administered, I need to work quickly so it doesn't ware off okay?" I explain as I pick the vile of liquid up.

"Can you just do it quickly please?" He asks.

"Of course I can. I advise you don't look at the needle. Just look at the wall for me. That's it, and three two, done." I say as I do all three needles at once. "Can you still feel that?" I ask as I lightly pinch the sensitive skin around his arm. He shakes his head no and I get in position to reset it.

"Promise I won't feel it." He asked, his voice breaking due to his fear.

"I promise that at most, all you will feel is a slight pinch okay?" I ask before I continue. He nodded and I quickly reset his arm. He squeezed his eyes shut tight as I did, and within a few second he was done.

"Thank you." He said to me.

"You're very welcome. I'll make sure that my co-worker here," I say pointing to Cassie who had just come in with that rape kit. "Will get you a bear from the gift shop after the second part. Bye bye darling, I hope to see you soon in one piece." I say as I walk out of the room.

"Hey." Fucking why?