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THE SHIFTS AT THE HOSPITAL WERE ALWAYS THE HARDEST WHEN CARLISLE CULLEN WASN'T THERE.
Everyone in the building was aware of that so when the blonde heard he had been calling off for the past few weeks, her head had already began to throb at the thought of not having him there for that long.
"Andy, do you have Mrs. Daniels discharge papers?" Caroline asked through gritted teeth.
She'd been having to deal with the rowdy seventy-year-old for the past hour and a half and now learning her papers were missing was going to make her explode.
Andy Nelson searched through the Nurses Station, hoping to find the stack of papers and get away from his coworkers aggravated gaze. "I, uh, I think Jaxon had them last. Or maybe Nancy."
Caroline threw her head in her hands. Nancy was one of the nurses well past her retirement. If she really had had the papers last, they were bound to have to be reprinted. That meaning the girl would have another hour or so of Mrs. Daniels to deal with.
"I'm just gonna die, then." She groaned out. The twenty-one-year-old's back was basically numb by this point into her shift but that didn't stop her head from pounding.
Andy chuckled at his friend's words, "Oh, c'mon, Carrie. You've had worse shifts than this!"
"Literally never had a worse patient, though. I mean, I love Mrs. Daniels. She's an absolute sweetheart but hearing her make the same downright homophobic comments every time I walk into the room isn't my favorite thing."
"Oh," Andy sighed.
She looked up at the man, her eyebrows raised, "Yeah, oh."
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When Caroline finally made it out of the hospital, she had been pleasantly surprised to find her boyfriend standing in between both of their cars.
With a smile on her lips and her hands digging for her keys in her bag, Caroline walked over to the man. "Hey, Toni. What made you come out here?"
"I figured we could talk." Antonio Cullen was never one to be serious. Especially when he could see the tension in Caroline's face.
With her smile dropping and her headache coming back, she sighed, "About what, exactly?"
"Why Carlisle hasn't been at work and I haven't been coming over recently," he told her, "mind if we go somewhere private?"
