Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy: Book 2

Rescue Mission

WARNING: Blood, Gore & Offensive Language.

Donna Winston smiled as she finished wrapping a little five-year-old boy's head with bandages. He'd come into the A&E department with his mom after falling off the roof of the garden shed and getting a pretty deep gash to his forehead when he landed on the gravel path. Little patients always made Donna's heart melt, she adored children and tried to treat every little patient like they were her own son or daughter.

"Now don't do any more climbing, Timothy, you understand?" She said gently. "You've got to let your head heal, and you need to remember to ask your parent's permission before doing it, so they can look after you."

The little Asian boy nodded, gently patting his bandage. "Thank you, nurse Donna." He said sincerely if a little scripted. Donna smiled, guessing his mom had told him to say that whilst Donna had gone to fetch the suturing equipment and bandages.

"You're welcome, Timothy, are you feeling better?"

The little boy nodded, sliding off the bed and climbing into his mother's lap, who cuddled him to her side and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Donna." She said too.

"No worries, Helena, it was really good to see you again, I just wish it was under better circumstances." Donna said with a laugh. She'd been in the same class in High School as Helena Cho, and it felt a little bizarre that the girl she used to pass notes with in math class, was now a mom of a five-year-old and the owner of the local veterinary clinic for Charming.

"Agreed, Timmy plays with Kenny and Moby in school, we should get the boys together for a playdate and have a little catch-up." Helena agreed. "Ryusei misses playing baseball with Harry."

"I remember! We used to sit in the bleachers and watch them race around together with Jax Teller, it's so crazy how we married our high school sweethearts, huh?" Donna enthused.

"Totally, I'll have to tell Ry that I saw you today. When you're not on shift, we could do a barbecue."

"Harry would love that." Donna smiled as Helena got to her feet, putting Timothy's hand in hers and making sure her handbag was securely over her shoulder. "I'll let you know when I've got a day free." Donna promised. She looked down at little Timothy and recalled seeing Ryusei Cho that size at elementary school. Times were definitely changing, and Donna wondered how it had all flown by so fast.

"That would be great." Helena smiled, tucking her long black hair behind one ear.

"If Timmy starts getting drowsy or throws up, bring him back in immediately." Donna advised. "If you speak to the front desk, they'll give you some leaflets on what to look out for, and some medication he could take to help with any pain."

"Awesome, well I'll see you around, Don, take care of yourself." Helena said as she left the consulting room. Donna cleared away all the debris and then followed them out, making a mental checklist of the things she needed to get done on her shift. As she went to go get rid of her plastic apron and gloves, Donna's pager bleeped, signalling for her to go down to the desk for the Accident and Emergency Paediatrics Ward. She frowned at it, hoping it wasn't anything serious and made her way over, her short brown bob swaying slightly as she quickly walked her way over, silently thanking herself for treating herself to her new pair of lilac Sketchers trainers as she hadn't actually sat down once today. When she reached the desk, Petal, one of the younger nurses was on the phone to a different department, and there was a short ginger-haired middle-aged woman with glasses holding some paperwork, noting different things down. Donna turned her attention to Petal first, guessing it was her that sent the pager bleep, as she often assisted Petal on the job, helping the new nurse gain valuable experience. She was younger than Donna by about eight years and had long brown hair and startling green eyes, and Donna remembered how tough it had been first starting at St Thomas herself, so wanted to make the transition as kind as she could for Petal.