Pull your Life Together

Chapter 17: Kind father

When tobais was called to the room, he wasn't expecting to see his daughter lyibg on the bed. He froze half expecting this to be a joke, and half not believing his eyes right now. He was shaken from his head when the nurse stepped forward and started explaining the injuries, putting the most dangerous ones on the top.

He stepped forward and started treating his daughters wounds, unsure how she even ended up like this. When he was done, he sighs and steps out to call his wife, to let her know about their daughter. What he got was a lot of worried yelling and telling him she's on her way. Chuckling softly before ending the call before heading to the front desk, asking who brought in his daughter.

He was directed to a familliar pink haired girl in a seat in the corner. Her head was down so he couldn't see her face, though the wraps on her wrists were dirtied and bloody, spotted with old and new blood and dirt, her stance was tense, ready to run at any moment. He softened his eyes gently, realizing this was the ex convict his daughter got out of jail and offered a job.

He stepped forward towards the crouched shape, crouching in front of her and putting his best smile on. "hey Vi, did ya bring in Cait?" Her head shot up and Tobias got a good look at the young adult, his smile faltering slightly with what he saw. Her face bruised pretty good, though it didn't seem to affect her. He secretly wondered how much more wounds the young adult had, as he spotted smaller more recent scratches on her face. Ye-yea.. it was a job.. but it kinda got bad and she got caught in a collapse.. is she okay?!" Vi sat up straighter, her eyes widening with worry as she studied the doctor in front of her. "Don't worry, she will be fine now" Vi sighed when she heard that Caitlyn would be okay. "okay th-thats good.. whats the extent doc?"

Tobias studied the young brawler for a second, seeing the fear in her eyes turn to relief at the news that his daughter will be fine. he mildly thought back to the times Vi herself was in the hospital, and Caitlyn was doing what Vi was now. waiting with worried eyes, and stiff posture, hoping, praying even that she brought the brawler in on time. "nothing to bad kiddo, concussion is definitely the biggest thing, with a fractured arm, most likely from the fall but it will heal fairly quickly, twisted ankle, also from the fall, and having the poles land on it, good bruising a a couple of cracked ribs. along side minor scratches. she will heal up fine now though Vi."

vi nodded, quietly filing away the wounds for later before looking at him again. "can i see her? or is she still undergoing medical treatment..?" Tobias chuckled and stood up, resting a gentle hand on the brawlers shoulder with a simple smile. "of course you can see her Vi, she should have been put in a room by now. come along." Tobias didn't have to turn as Vi bounced to her feet eagerly following the doctor beyond the doors and towards the sheriffs room, nervous to see her but thankful that she would be fine.