The Surgeon

Chapter 24: What's Up Doc?

*James Buchanan Barnes POV*

--5 months ago--

"I am no longer on their service after today."

I looked up at him confused "Excuse me? You come in here saying some stupid shit out of context. Explain. I have a lot going on, Levi."

He sat in the chair in front of the desk fiddling with his hands. I was getting fucking irritated when he finally spoke "Dr. Young won't have me on their service." The fucking balls on this guy. He must have no idea about the name Barnes.

I sighed sitting back "Ok."

He looked at me strangely "Just ok? You took that easier than I thought. I got to go get some sleep. I'll have a new teacher tomorrow and I don't want to give a bad impression."

I waved him off while picking up my phone. "Oliver, bring the fucking car around. I need to pay a visit to a certain doctor today. Bring Weston." I hung up before he could answer or ask questions. I fucking hate when people ask me dumbass questions. I walked out to Oliver and Weston waiting for me. Weston had my door open. He was my designated bitch. His father had immense debt at my club. Oh and his dad killed my father. He's lucky to be breathing. I ghouls of killed his whole family but making him watch me kill his sister should be enough. I need to keep some of his family alive to kill them off when he acts out. He sold himself to me to save his mother and other siblings. Two birds one stone.

I slid into the back seat adjusting my jack to cover my gun. I didn't want to scare the doctor just yet. Once I get there I am going to casually find the office of the fucking douce bag and set the record straight. No one kicks my brother out of anything. I still can't get over the fucking nerve of this guy. We pulled up into one of the spots. We walked into the front, I had both men behind me. I smiled at the girl behind the desk who looked like a decent fuck. "Hello there darling, could you tell me where I can find the chief of surgery?"

She blushed rolling her lips into her mouth. She let out a sigh no doubt under a spell. "O-of cou-res. Ummm... follow me!"

Little too bashful for my liking, although she would be very submissive. She moved her hips a little dramatically when she walked. I knew she was trying to get my attention. Oh sweetheart, the things I would do to that ass. She flipped her hair before turning to us. I moved my gaze slowly from her ass to her face. She noticed and blushed. I did it on purpose. "He-her-e he is..."

I smiled down at her with my hands in my pockets "Thanks, darling." She ran off fast. I knew she was already in my trap. I'll have to get a taste of that before I leave. I walked into the office. He had one window off to the side. It was a pathetic excuse for an office. He looked up clearing his throat.

"Can I help you gentleman?"

I smiled "I am here to discuss my brother. He is being removed from Dr. Young's service and I need you to deny that request."

He looked at me with dead eyes. He was exhausted "Look, I am sorry but Dr. Young is the best surgeon here, if someone is off their service it's because they were inadequate."

I nodded walking over and flashing my gun. He swallowed hard. "How about you tell me where Dr. Young is. I can tell he is in charge around here."

He gave me an odd look but didn't say anything "Here..."

I snatched the paper with the instructions to the office. "Thanks for your cooperation."

He let out a sigh as we left the room. I was smirking to myself. Damn, man doesn't even have the title, and yet he's in charge. I admire that much about him. Even the chief of surgery bends to his will. Must be some kind of man. We made it to the door and I smiled "You two go first, let's make a show. Shall we."

My men knocked and we waited about two minutes before a woman's voice came from the other side. A woman? Must be busy with an intern. "Come in!"

My men opened the door slowly and walked in. She sighed "Let me guess? You are delivering a lawsuit. Who is it this time?" Was she doctor young? A Woman. Wait a second. Steve mentioned a doctor young. His girlfriend. No shit. Amanda.

I finally tapped their shoulders and they parted. I walked between them. I had my sunglasses on and I was thankful for them. This woman was a show stopper. Steve is a lucky son of a bitch. Her brown hair was in a low bun and she had on a cap. She had hazel eyes with defined cheekbones. Her lips were stained a deep shade of pink. Her skin was light and luminous. I could see moles on her arms and a couple on her face that enhanced her beauty. It took everything in me to not go near her. I wanted to rail her over to her desk. Fuck. "Hello there Amanda. Mind if I sit down?"

She looked at me like she was trying to figure out who I was. "Do I know you?"

I chuckled "No, but I know you doll."

She rolled her eyes. I clenched my jaw. I wanted to make her eyes roll back. She spoke pulling me out of my horny daze "Look if you have a lawsuit or complaint you can go to the Chief of surgeries office. He will..."

I smiled cutting her off "I already did. He pointed me in your direction. It seems you are in charge even if you don't have the title. I admire that." I smoothed my jacket and widened my legs out resting my arms on the armrests. She held back a laugh and I knew she was full of fire. She must not know who I am. Oh doll, if only you knew. I took my sunglasses off putting them into my jacket pocket.

She was caught staring into my eyes. She finally cleared her throat "Look, I don't have time for whatever this is. I am in the middle of an important task. So, if you'll excuse me, you know where the door is."

I got up smiling staring at her for a minute. She was typing away rolling her eyes not paying attention to me. I wanted to fuck the attitude right out of her. She needs to be put in her place. I was becoming more irritated with her. I unbuttoned my suit jacket walking behind the desk.

I lowered my face to my ear. I could feel the tension as she froze. She smelled like vanilla and coconut. I leaned lower until I knew my breath would hit her ear "That's why I am here, doll. You have someone of value to me on your service. It has come to my attention that you want him off?"

She looked like the gears were turning. Come on doll you can't be this stupid. You are a fucking surgeon. She turned coming inches from my face. I sucked in a breath trying my hardest to keep looking into her eyes. "What does Levi's horrible skill have to do with me?"

I smirked "I like you. Someone with fire." I crossed my arms. What was it about her that was drawing me in? Usually, I would have shown up killing her. I never cared if it was a man, woman, or child. If you cross me you die. I snapped out of my daze "You are the best are you not?"

"Yes, but..."

I nodded smiling "Since you are the best, I want Levi to learn from the best. If anyone can whip him into shape, it's you."

Her eyes got wide "Why is it so important he learns from me. There are hundreds of other surgeons that love teaching incompetent individuals. I am not a charity caseworker."

That was the last straw for me. You can bad talk only so much. She needs to learn to respect me. I moved to her with such intensity. I pulled the gun out faster than she could process. I put it under her chin, jamming it a little harder than I meant to, causing her to wince. I forced her to make eye contact. She was trying to hide the panic in her body but I already knew she was scared shitless. I smiled deviously at her. I was getting off on her fear like I always did. I intently stared at her. I was trying to read more about her.

I pulled the safety off "He will stay on your service. Or you'll find out who I am."

She swallowed loudly and finally spoke. I could tell it was hard for her to submit "Fine. I will turn him into the best I can."

I lowered the gun holstering it while I stayed close to her. I didn't want to move or leave her side. "Wonderful. Pleasure doing, business with you Doctor." It took everything in me to turn to my men. I signaled with my fingers to leave. They didn't even hesitate they parted letting me slip by shortly following after me. I heard the door slam and I was stuck on the brunette beauty behind the desk. Why do I feel like there's something else about her that rings a bell? Something that was spoken years ago.