He Thinks He's the Best - J.H

Chapter 2

Roxy pov

"Hey."

"Mr Hossler, again. You seem to be following me. Anyone would think I like you." I smiled sarcastically as I walked over the counter to collect another clipboard.

"Roxy, so funny." He said with a straight face and a bored expression. Does this asshole actually want something or is he just trying to test my patience with him?

"Is there something you need?" I asked as I walked towards another hospital room.

"I need that rape test from you." He said as he followed me yet again into a patients room.

"That is private information that you cannot discuss on the main rooms detective." I grit as I look at the middle aged woman sat with a screaming baby on her lap.

"I understand that Roxy, but I still need it." Oh okay so he's here to test my patience.

"Look Hossler, I'm working right now. My shift ends in an hour, I have one more patient as you can see and then I'm done. If you really need it that badly at this very instant, go and talk to Cassie Harlan, she's the one who administers those tests. If you can wait for me to finish with this patient then I'll get it for you. But for the love of god just let me do my fucking job." I say to him as turn around and smile at the woman.

I heard the door shut, so I knew he had finally left. I read over the clipboard quickly, before looking up at the woman sat on the bed.

"Sorry about that. You know Friday nights." I laugh slightly trying to diffuse the tension that asshole left in the room.

"It's fine, you're just doing your job." She smiled sweetly at me.

"Okay, would you mind telling me what happened to this little one?" I asked as I bent down to look at the baby, who had a cut just above its eyebrow, that was bleeding all down their face.

"Uh- I don't know?" She said sounding more like a question. For fuck sake, I swear to fucking god if I have to get that asshole back in here I will stab him with a fucking scalpel and then I'll stab this woman.

"Ma'am, I'm not going to judge you or anything that happened, but I need to make sure that your baby is going to need a sterile injection or something. So I'll ask you again, what happened?" I asked as I stood up to look at her. There's nothing I can do without knowing what happened.

"Please don't take her away from me." She whimpered as she bounced the baby on her knee, which only increased its screaming.

"Ma'am, with all due respect, if I have a reason to, I will. But so far you have provided no reason to take away your baby. But I need to know what happened. You can either tell me what happened. Or I can get that asshat of a police officer back in here and he can grill you for questions. It's your choice." She laughed slightly at my choice of words for him, but her entire demeanour dropped at my threat.

"Okay, my husband came home, drunk, again. We got into an argument, and she was playing on the floor. He got angry at me and threw a bottle of beer at me. The glass exploded because I ducked and some of the glass reverberated off the wall and hit her. I picked her up and ran out of the house. I then hailed a cab and drove here." She explained. I thanked her and excused myself momentarily.

"Oi. Hossler." I shouted to get his attention. He turned on his heel and smirked at me. Wipe it off asshole.

"Hawthorne?" He asked as he shifted his weight to one leg and crossed his arms across his chest.

"Might have a case for you." He stood straight again and cleared his throat. Yeah. I bet you weren't expecting me to say that were you?

"Pray tell." He said to me as I turned on my heel.

"Domestic abuse towards the wife. The child got caught up in the mix and is injured. From the sounds of it, his drunken state and abusive actions are an occurrence." I said as I reached the door again.

"Right." He mumbled as we walked back into the room.

"You promised I wouldn't lose her." She said when she noticed Jaden behind me.

"I didn't promise you that because that would have been wrong. But he's not here because you're going to lose her. He's here because with your cooperation, he can get you to lose him." I explained as I took the baby from her to examine the cut.

"I am just here for questioning ma'am." He explained.

I got the stitching kit I had ordered from the tray and sat down with the baby in my lap. I had already given her an injection, which she took quite well considering she's a baby. I did the stitching with one hand, while trying to distract her with the other, and it worked surprisingly well. I had finished the stitching and wiped the cut, I put a bandaid over the stitches, and gave the baby back to the woman. I had left the room momentarily to talk to Cassie.

"Hey Cass, I need the results for the rape test you did for room 205. How'd it go?" I asked as I approached her at the desk.

"Hey Rox. It went okay. The kid was a little scared at first, but he complied to the test in the end. I just got the results back, so I'll give them to you now and you decide what to do with them." She smiled as she handed me a brown folder. I turned around, reading the folder, with my head down.

"Thank you ma'am." The woman smiled as she left with her baby.

"You're very welcome. I hope everything goes well for you." I called out to her. I turned back around and was face to face with the asshole. "Jesus fucking Christ. You can't do that fuckface." I scoffed as I pushed him back by his chest. He moved back and let out a throaty chuckle.

"You got my results Roxy?" He asked as he crossed his arms and smirked. Once again with his fucking smirk. Does he have any other facial expressions?

"My name is Doctor Hawthorne, detective. And yes I do. Here you go." I said as I pushed the folder to his chest. I then turned around and walked through the doors to the room where I kept my stuff, and the place where I'd end my shift. Why the fuck did he follow me?

"Roxy. You can't leave yet." Is all he said.

"And why would that be Jaden?" I asked him as I continued to take off my scrubs and put my normal clothes back on.

"You're needed for my patient, your head doctor on his case." He stated as he turned around when he saw me removing my scrubs.

"Well, I've just finished a double shift. You legally can't keep me working any longer for the safety of the patients. I don't know how it works over in your job, but in mine, you can't do that. If you need me, I'll be here at five tomorrow afternoon for the Saturday night into Sunday morning shift." I said as I walked past him, back through the door.

"Roxy-"

"I don't know what you want me to do. If I stay any longer I risk losing everything. I've worked too long to do anymore time for you and your fucking investigation. You of all people should know that I can't keep working right now. Or did really take the term daddy's job too literally and didn't train to be in your position?" I asked him in a harsh tone before turning around and walking out of the hospital.