concordia

eight

word count: 598

date written: 14.4.19

verse: canon; scene rewrite

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elle looked warily between them, mere feet from connie's side and wholly prepared to leap to her defense the second bill tried to get any closer. she'd make sure he would have to go through her first. "jade, call security," she ordered without so much as looking at her. she didn't want to risk taking her eyes off of bill, more than aware of how volatile he was and just how violent he could apparently be.

"get someone else to treat her," he immediately growled with a pointed look at jade, still stood dutifully by the bed instead of following elle's instructions.

"mrs. beauchamp, she's not looking-" she started, worriedly eyeing the monitor.

"i know, i know, alright?" connie said, quickly cutting jade off as she turned to face her. it was a mistake. the second she diverted her attention away from him, bill seized his opportunity and suddenly surged forward. but while connie had turned her back on him, elle hadn't. she immediately blocked his path, accidentally pushing connie back slightly, and grimaced when he tightly grabbed her by the wrist a second later. he tugged her sharply towards him but she was quick to pull her hand free before stepping back to shield connie.

"you shouldn't be allowed to practice!" bill snapped, jabbing his finger at connie, watching him wide-eyed from over elle's shoulder as he approached them again. but elle didn't even flinch, let alone move, glaring darkly at him as jade finally rushed from the room to fetch security. "you should be struck off! or someone should-" he cut himself off before he could finish, as though his brain had finally caught up with his mouth and he realized what he'd been about to say.

connie frowned, studying him in confusion from behind elle as he stared back at her, hatred written all over his twisted face. "should what?" she asked, a faint sense of dread washing over her. she knew the answer. she didn't really need him to say it.

"make sure you never work again," bill growled, now stood so close that elle was the only thing separating them. connie's chest tightened, threatening to suffocate her as she realized what he really meant.

"so i was right," she said, voice wavering ever so slightly as she tried to ignore the sound of her own frantic heartbeat hammering in her ears. she wasn't scared. she wasn't. "you are the one who attacked me."

"i did it for naomi," bill answered coldly, all but admitting she was right as he glared at them both. "everything is for her." elle's jaw tightened, unadulterated anger bubbling in her chest. "i wish i could say i'm sorry but i'm not." that was the final straw for her, and bill faltered when she suddenly stepped forward, forcing him to move back.

"get out," she demanded through gritted teeth, curling her fingers tightly inwards. she wanted little more than to punch him square in the jaw with every ounce of strength she had and make him feel at least a fraction of what he'd put connie through but she was better than that. she wouldn't stoop to his level, no matter how justified she might be. "now!" he didn't move, his dark expression returning as his surprise dissipated, and elle was more than ready to drag him out herself when security finally marched into resus with jade trailing hesitantly in behind them.

"get rid of him," elle said as they approached, gesturing to bill with poorly masked contempt. "and have someone call the police -- he just confessed to assault."