Bring Me Home

Chapter Eleven: The Indian Prince

Present Day
All night, I couldn’t get that new doctor to get out of my head. He was young, handsome, and from what Alayna said, very single. I had not seen that doctor since just after midnight when I met him and then saw him disappear into a patients room.
I headed down to the cafeteria to grab breakfast before I headed home to bed. I was tired and ready for a good days rest before coming back. Once I got to the front of the line to pay, I heard a familiar voice behind me.
“Well, good morning my dear.” I turned to see the young man with his long hair pulled back, his eyes lit up, making the stars jealous no doubt. His smile, goodness you could get lost in that smile all day long. That is when I realized that I was staring and I had not said a single word back to him.
“Uhh.. good morning!” I chuckled, my hand reaching back to rub my neck. “How was your night, doctor?” He smiled in return.
“It was well. How was yours?”
“It was alright.” I shrugged, turning towards the cashier to pay for my breakfast. “A normal night I suppose. Most of my patients slept well, no casualties, no codes. I suppose you would call that a successful night.” I smiled my dorkish smile, trying not to be embarrassed that I was rambling on like an idiot.
“That is a good sign, indeed.” He smiled back sincerely. “Are you working again tonight?”
“I am. Are you?” He smiled and nodded, following me to the table where I planned to scarf down my breakfast before I left for home. “Well, I hope I am able to see you.” I said without thinking. Then it hit me. “Only to say hi, of course. I hope I don’t see you in a code or an accident or..” Doctor Adrian put his hand up and chuckled.
“I know what you meant, dear. No need to feel embarrassed.”  I groaned and lowered my head. I took a deep breath and sighed.
“I am really sorry. I am not really comfortable here yet. I am new to the area and talking to guys also hasn’t been easy since..” I thought back to my photograph at home. “Since a very long time.” I got up and took my food, thankfully I always ask for a to go box, or I would have just wasted my time and money. “I will see you tonight, doctor.” I nodded to him, not raising my head to see his face before I left, certain it was just going to be confused. God, I sucked at giving a good first impression. Little did I know, the only thing his eyes really held was sorrow.

London, England.    January 15, 1889
Ciel and I were headed down towards the piers after getting another case from her majesty. Apparently, men were being beaten and hung upside down by the piers with notes attached to each body. I noticed one of the detectives and the chief talking about the bodies when Ciel came up beside one of the detectives.
“So all the victims had just returned home from India, then?” Ciel peered over the detectives shoulder. “But the culprit has yet to kill anyone?”
“That is good news, is it not?” I butted in, trying to give Ciel a smile.
“The child of craziness laziness.” Ciel takes hold of the papers for a better look. “The man does have a way with words. I agree that our country would benefit if all these nouveaux riches back from India disappeared. Still, I do not care for this mark.” I took a peak from behind my brother’s shoulder. It looked as if it were a tongue sticking out in mocking.
“He is mocking the Queen and all Englishmen!” The chief snatched the papers back in anger. “He is Indian. I am certain of it!”
“I imagine that is why I was called in. Most of the Indian’s who come here illegally stay in the criminal neighborhoods in the east end. The Scotland yard still does not know their exact number or their locations, does it?” The Chief scoffed in anger at this. Ciel knew how to anger such men. “I cannot allow Her Majesty to continue to suffer such indignity. Sebastian, Gabriella, let us go.”
“Yes, my Lord.” Sebastian bows while I nod my head in silence and follow. We head towards the east end, of course I was not a large fan of this area. Not to be rude, but you never know who you might run into. Of course, just as I was thinking this, a man ran right into my young brother. 
“Ow! That hurt!” The man faked pain. “You fiend. I cracked a rib! I may die from this!”
“Hey what happened?” Asked another.
“Hey, he should pay you for your pain!” Yelled another.
“Yes! Give us all your money, you brat.” Said the original.
“Excuse me?” I went to get in front of my brother, but Sebastian held me back.
“What a nice row of thugs we seem to have run into.” Sebastian smiled fiendishly. “Young master, should I dispose of them?” I cringed behind Sebastian, still not able to think of what I knew. I had yet to discuss anything with Ciel yet, though I was not sure if he was aware I was playing ignorant or if he had truly believed I still was.
“Yes, though make it quick.” Ciel spoke in his monotone voice.
“Listen boy, you are out numbered.” The first man grabbed Ciel by the color, though he remained unfazed. “Everyone around here hates you English dogs.” That is where Sebastian stepped in, tossing the man aside like he was nothing.
“Did he hurt you at all, young master?” Sebastian smiled.
“He did not.” Ciel dusted off his shirt. The thug got up again and growled.
“You brat! Your people rob us, drag us here, and then throw us away like garbage! How would you like to be treated as such?!”
“Yeah!” Another shouted. Things were about to get worse when we got interrupted.
“Excuse me?” A voice from the corner came out. We turned to see another Indian looking man with dark hair, dark brown eyes, dressed in nice clothing, and a rich accent. Behind him, a tall and lean butler who again looked Indian followed. “I am looking for an Indian woman. Perhaps you gentlemen have seen her around here?” He held up a drawing of a woman, though I had to admit it was a poor drawing.
“Who the hell are you?! Stay out of this!” Said the first thug.
“Oh! Are you gents dueling?” He asked. “He has a khansama with him. Are you an English nobleman?”
“And if I say I am?” Ciel said bluntly.
“Then I will have to side with my countrymen. Come Agni.” He looks back to his butler. The butler begins to attack Sebastian at a terrible fast rate, hitting at his pressure points.
“Stop! I yelled to the butler before turning back to the Indian man. “We did nothing! Why would you all bully us simply for walking down the streets?!” The Indian man turned to me and stopped.
“What? Is it true, men? Did you attack these people here for no reason?” The men stood there, puzzled. The Indian man sighed. “Unfortunately, my country men are wrong. Agni, we are siding with the Englishmen now.”
“Yes.” His butler bowed and took care of the Indian men, and by that I mean beating them up.
“Well, my lady, there is someone I must find so I will be on my way.” He took my hand, laying a kiss on it and winking at me before I could say a word. “Tata now!” And with that, he turned and walked away.