Medicine

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

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I wake him up the next morning by trying to re-set his arm. "Sorry. You broke your arm when you fell." He looks at me and then down at his arm. He sighs. "They requested that I take a blood sample before the exam," I reach over and pull up his sleeve up a little higher. I injected the needle in and his inhaled sharply. "Sorry. I don't want to do this either. I pull the needle out and put the syringe on the table. We talked for an hour when I stood up and wheeled out a chair. I helped him stand up and get into the chair. I noticed he was crying and I stopped pushing him. I bent down next to him. "It's going to be okay. I'll make sure you don't go to prison. If I have to I'll keep you at the base. I'm going to help you." He wiped away the tear and I stood back up. A nurse is already waiting at the door for us. I tell her to get the MRI ready while I got him into it. "Alright Sebastian, I'm going to have to ask you not to move. We'll be done soon." He nods at me as I start the exam. "That was seemed unusually nice to me. He's a criminal! Of all people you choose to be nice to be nice to him." I ignore her but she pressures me. "I'm nice to him because he's scared. I believe he didn't do it. I may only be thirteen, but I am part of the FBI. I know that he didn't do it." She turns back to the computer and sighs. She shows me the computer. "He may not have done it, but he is mentally stable."