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Later that morning, Josh got up before Tyler to inform Patrick about this morning’s events. As he got up off the bed and head to the door, Josh looked back at the sleeping boy. This sight made Josh’s heart churn. After Tyler’s early morning ‘confession,’ Josh couldn’t look at him the same again. Josh now looked at Tyler as a persevering fighter. Josh’s heart was in pain knowing how much Tyler has been through.

Once Josh was out of the door, he readjusted his scrubs and headed to Patrick’s office. Patrick’s office was at the very beginning of the hallway, the complete opposite side of Josh’s.

Josh embarks on the two to three minute walk with a spring in his step. On the way, he waves and greets his co-workers and hums a familiar beat under his breath. Once he turns the corner to knock on Patrick’s door, he sees Dan walking out of the room. They wave to each other and continue on their paths.

Josh knocks on Patrick’s door and once he hears Patrick’s okay, Josh enters the room. Josh is greeted with a frantic looking Patrick, shuffling around the room looking like a madman.

“Patrick?” When Josh receives no response, he decides to speak up: “Patrick?!” Even that doesn’t get Patrick’s attention so Josh ends up screaming: “PATRICK?!”

This gets the man’s attention and causes Patrick to spin around.

“What? What?! Yeah??”

“Patrick, are you okay?” Josh speaks cautiously as he takes a seat on one of the chairs.

“Oh gosh Josh, I can’t.” Patrick says on the verge of tears, dropping onto his chair, hands in his hair.

“What happened?”

“Josh…” Patrick sighs out while pushing his hand through his hair, ruffling it. “Management is transferring you to Illumin, the maximum security hospital.”

“WHAT?!” Josh screams, springing from his chair. “They can’t do that! Why would they even do that?! They have enough staff there.”

“Well, first, they can. They can assign you to any hospital they want, I just found the documentation stating that.” Patrick explains, holding up a stack of papers. “Second, they’re transferring you because you’re too good at what you do.”

“THAT’S NOT FUCKING FAIR! WHY CAN’T I CHOOSE WHERE I WORK?!” Josh screeches at the top of his lungs, pacing back and forth in front of Patrick’s desk. When realization sinks in, Josh takes a deep breath and sinks back down in the chair. “...What are we going to do about Tyler?”

“I don’t know, Josh. I don’t know.” Patrick mumbles slowly, rubbing his hands over his face. “...You start over there tomorrow. You have to tell Tyler. I’m sorry Josh, we’ll figure this out.”

“I guess I’ll go tell him now.”

“I really am sorry Josh, I’m powerless here.” Patrick sighs out as Josh leaves the office.

Josh takes his time while walking back to Tyler’s room, now aware that he didn’t even tell Patrick about Tyler’s update. All Josh could think about was how he was gonna tell Tyler.

Once Josh is in front of the familiar door, he knocks and enters the room. Josh sees that Tyler is still sleeping, so Josh gently shakes the boy awake.
“Hey, Ty, get up.”

Josh assumes that Tyler could see the sadness on Josh’s face because the first thing Tyler asks is if Josh is okay.

“Kinda.” Josh responds, taking a seat next to Tyler on the bed. “Ty, I have some not so great news that I have to tell you.”

Tyler looks at Josh with an expectant look, hinting for Josh to continue.

“Management is moving me to a different hospital starting tomorrow.” Josh blurts out, immediately noticing tears forming in Tyler’s eyes. A second later, Tyler bursts into tears as he engulfs Josh in a bear hug.

“Y-ou said you’d ne-ver leave me.” Tyler chokes out in between sobbs.

“Oh, Ty. No. Just because I’m working someplace else doesn’t mean that I’m leaving you. I’m going to visit you as much as I can and we’ll figure this situation out. I’ll figure out how to work here again. We just both have to be strong in the meantime.”

“Don’t wa-nt you to leave.”

“I know, Ty. I don’t want to leave either, I’m sorry.”

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