Help Me

Chapter Six

Being forcefully shoved into a cell, tumbling to the floor, not expecting the sudden harsh treatment.

The door slamming shut, the locks turning quickly.

The cell they had shoved me into was completely white, the whole room was padded. It looked like a room you would find in a psychiatric hospital, where they would lock you up in a padded room if they deemed you at risk of hurting yourself or others.

Maybe this was for the best, looking at it like that. I ticked every single one of those boxes I just listed.

There was no toilet, no nothing was just plain white, padded. Where the hell was I supposed to go to the toilet? Sighing I slumped myself down onto the floor, my body sliding down the wall.

Resting my head onto my knees, sighing deeply. The only option now was to try and get some sleep.

Closing my eyes, sleep started to wash over me. Maybe because I hadn't slept in hours, days even.

POV The Skipper

Walking down the hallways of the service tunnels, used for staff only. Heading towards the block where all the offices were.

The site was massive, if I hadn't helped build it from the ground up I don't think I would know my way around like I do. We were so lucky to get the backing of the government and private funders to build this dream facility.

The thing with this facility is that it wasn't your ordinary hospital. The government turned a blind eye to everything that went on inside and they also supplied us with army personnel they thought would do better in the facility.

The way we fund the facility varies. We ask families, who can afford to pay a bit towards their child's stay, to pay. Otherwise the government gives us money or we pay out of our own pocket. Depends on the situation.

Everyone worked shifts except me and my wife, we are on call 24/7 which takes a lot out of us sometimes but it's what we love. I'm the head of all the guards with my past being in the army so the role was suited for me. My wife is the head of all the medical staff, she was in charge of a general hospital before we created this one.

It was about three in the morning when I finally finished helping out with the new patient. Usually when we get new patients in, I don't get involved unless I'm paged or radioed. This was one of the cases that I got radioed in to ‘help’.

It wasn't a usual case with this new patient, you could tell she had been through something much greater than I would ever be able to understand. That's where my wife would come in and help, she's brilliant with the psychology side. Always tries to use it on me as well.

In our line of work we have to come across that we don't care, acting like the person in front of us wasn't another human. As heartless as that sounds, it was that way so we could effectively keep order. Keeping order was our main job, but some of my guards do sometimes form bonds with their patients and become their safety blanket.

Usually I don't mind when this happens as it's a one to one basis usually, it becomes an issue though when shift rotations change or the guard is ill. That's when I have to step in and stop the bond that's forming because that can create disorder.

Heading up the stairs towards the second floor where mine and my wife's offices were. It was about two in the morning by the time the new patient was booked and went through the process.

Usually I don't stay for the whole booking process but she intrigued me. I was only initially radioed because she tried to do a runner and the protocol was to either radio and/or page myself or a higher commander to come and assess and help.

Knocking on the door of my wife's office, knowing she would still be awake reading over the initial notes of the new patient. Faintly hearing a come in, opening the door and stepping inside.

Shutting the door behind me, turning around to see my wife with her blue light glasses on. Focusing deeply on her iPad in front of her at her desk, paper spread all around her. Smiling softly to myself, looking at the beautiful person in front of me who I fell head over heels in love with. “Hi my love.” Breathlessly saying, a small smile on my face.

She looked up slowly, squinting her eyes slightly at me then smiled. Taking off her glasses and rubbing her face with her hand, she got up and came over to me. Engulfing me into a massive hug. Snuggling my head into the crook of her neck and breathing in her incredible scent that I fell in love with all those years ago. She smelt like the sea with a hint of mango. It captured me and never let me go again, to be honest I would never want to be let go of its clasp.

Sighing I pulled myself away, smiling still softly at the love of my life standing right before me. She kissed me softly on my lips, butterflies erupted in my stomach, she could kiss me a million times and the same butterfly feeling would always erupt. This was a magical love, one that I was blessed to have found.

“Hi baby, was everything okay? You took longer than usual.” Looking at me with her beautiful amber eyes. You would think she would be the submissive in the relationship but that's certainly me and I'm not ashamed to admit that. It was this charm around her that I fell head first into, fiercely dominant when needed but a squishy bear when she lets you into her heart.

Nodding my head slightly, lost in her eyes, her scent, her whole demeanour my body was enchanted by her. Humming softly, “yeah everything was fine my love, the new patient tried to do a runner, I knew the girls had it handled but I stuck around just in case.” My wife just nodded her head in reply, taking in absolutely everything I had just told her. That's what I also loved about her, she took in absolutely everything I said and you can tell she absorbed it. It was one of those magical skills she had, making everyone feel heard and listened to.

“Later I think I am going to go and visit her, reading the notes Jill had written up about her exam had me slightly worried. Everyone who comes through these doors are usually messed up in some way or another but there's just something about her that doesn't sit right with me.” Me and my wife are usually scarily connected on things, so I wasn't surprised when she came to a similar conclusion.

Chuckling lightly to myself on how similar we are, she just glared at me, relaxing again when I kissed her on her forehead. “We are so alike my love.” Heading to sit down on one of her sofas. Just so we could discuss this new patient together, it was quite nice having someone who understood your line of work. Sometimes also a curse. “From what I could see, she was dissociating a lot and also had a lot of bruises on her body.”

My wife hummed quietly to herself. “See I would do a full exam on her myself, just to see what would happen and gather my own evidence.” Feeling a but coming in any second. “But from what Jill has discovered so far is that she must have some sort of trauma, and not a bit a lot. To be honest I would want to do my own examination on her, see what I can find. Look at it from a different perspective.” She started to ramble on, knowing she needed sleep, we both needed sleep, so I stopped her ramble by kissing her lips softly.

Looking into my eyes, feeling like she was reading every inch of my soul, she just gave me a small smile and kissed me on my nose. Lifting myself up off of the sofa and picking her up, she squealed but I just laughed.

Eventually she ended up wrapping her arms and legs around my body while I supported her. In moments like these you would think she was the sub, but she really wasn't.

Grabbing her pager and radio off of her desk, just in case, I started to walk us to our house on site.
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