[DOPAMINE ADDICT- ALEC BENJAMIN]
Ethan made his way inside the hospital early in the morning as he caught sight of a nurse. He walks over to her and asked, "Hey, excuse me, um, would you mind telling me what room Grace Gibbon's is in?"
"One sec, let me check-" The Nurse said as she looked at her chart, "-Actually, yeah, she's that first room on the right."
"Thank you." Ethan smiles.
The Nurse nods and walks away as Ethan walks over to the room but before he could walk in Dr. Ambers runs over to him and stops him.
"Just where do you think you're going?" Dr. Ambers questions him as Ethan looks at her, "Into my patients room is what it looks like."
"I'm sorry. I'm Detective Ethan Brekker with the CCPD-" Ethan tells her, showing her his badge, "I was just wondering if I can speak to the father of Grace Gibbon's."
"I'm sorry, but the girl's parents are deceased." Dr. Ambers said.
"You sure about that?" Ethan questioned with a quirk brow, putting his badge away.
"I can show you her charts. See for yourself, Detective." Dr. Ambers said, handing Ethan the charts, "She came in with a wave of new admission. No legal guardian listed, no next to kin. The sad truth is, our staff is the only family this little girl has left."
"Okay, then." Ethan sighs deeply as he hands it back to her, "But, if anything comes in mind or someone comes to claim her as family, give me a call."
He hands the woman his card as she only nods before he glances inside the room once more and then walks away. Ethan not knowing Cicada was inside the room, the whole time listening in.
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Y/N and Liam were making their way to the loft as they both had bags in hand and milkshakes. Liam couldn't help but continue to giggle as it caused him to spit his drink. Y/N burst into laughter as she grins.
"Okay! It's not that funny that you should continue to laugh." She scolds playfully, lightly hitting his shoulder, "Lee."
"Mom, come on." Liam giggles as he looks at her, "That has to be the most funniest story you told me about dad. How do you expect me not to laugh?"
Y/N shakes her head and said, "Well, once we walk inside this loft, you better not mention anything."
"Okay, okay." Liam lifts his hands up in defense, "I promise."
The speedster narrows her eyes on him as he smiles before she opens up the door and he laughs. Y/N smiles as she closed the door behind them and walked inside the home to see Ethan, Barry and Caitlin working on thanksgiving food in the kitchen.
"Hey, sorry we're late." Y/N smiles, setting the bags down as Liam did the same, "We got held up with some light shopping. And this one couldn't decided what color he wanted for his nails, again."
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