The Thorns Of A Decaying Rose

The Doctors Interlude - 1

   It was always quieter after hours, after all most have already left. Swane didn't mind this, he always worked better when alone with only the soft noises of the ventilation system in his office. He was very fond of his alone time, especially when he was able to achieve this. Of course tonight wouldn't be one of those nights since his wife shared the career and would often go home with him on nights she had no plans with her girlfriends. This was one of those nights.
   Scarlett sat at the edge of Swane's desk, scanning through his files as if it was any of her business. "Darling they always give you the most absurd cases.." she hummed her thumb brushing over the mug shot of Blitz Jones, serial killer obsessed with demons.
  Swane glanced up from his paperwork furrowing his brows, "This is because I'm quite well at my job, my love. However, I suppose some of them are a little more absurd then others"
Scarlett tapped her chin giving the doctor a bit of a pouty expression "Is he a schizophrenic?" She asked aimlessly.
Swane seemed to ponder on this for a few moments taking the thought into consideration. "A possibility to say the least, it's fitting. Moreover, I'd like to hear the rest of his story before I jump to any final conclusions" he responds in a dull tone.
Scarlett nods understanding where he stood, it would be wrong to assume something so early on when the man hardly has told his version of the story. Then again...a part of Swane almost wanted to believe Blitz, not because of what he speaks of but more so because of the look in his eyes.
Those eyes..they seemed so cold, dead with something sinister as if the devil was hiding behind his pale blue iris's. Never in his lifetime had Swane feared for his life then when gazing into that man's eyes. It was as if Blitz held some sort of power to kill Swane at any moment. 'I'm over reacting. He's human, a sick human being in need of help.'
  Swane massages his temples as he lets out a deep sigh. "This man has already found a way to make me wish for his file to be be passed on to someone else from one session." He clasped his hands over one of Scarlett's kissing her knuckles. "What am I to do?"
Scarlett leans down planting a kiss on her husband's cheek. "I wish I had an answer to your questions dear, unfortunately all I can say is to hold on for now. My husband is one of, if not the very best at his job and he would never give in to one scarier psychopath"
This made the doctor give a tired smile giving her a quick peck on the lips, leaning back in his seat letting go of her hand to comb them through his hair. He truly had no thoughts on the matter of Blitz just yet besides some obvious trauma related issues and behaviors.
"We'll see what tomorrow brings, hopefully I'm able to gather more information and come to a better understanding" He says this more confidently which earned a grin from his wife.
"That settles it then! Ah, now shall we go home my love? I'm feeling takeout!"
"Again? Do you not get tired of takeout my dear? How about I cook your favorite instead" He chuckles sweetly.
Scarlett grin widened "Oh marvelous!" She took his arm and began to tug him towards the door picking up her backpack from the sofa and tossing it over her arm, Swane thankfully was able to grab his own bag before being dragged out of his office.
Ah yes, let's hope tomorrow is a better day.