You're my one last hope

“Thanks, Phil. I’m Meg..” She attempted to give him a small smile, The one who went crazy and then became a nurse here, she thought, because she knew that was how people knew her, especially people who had been here. “I don’t even know how to explain it.. I just feel so.. I don’t know, lost? Like I’m sinking, drowning .I don’t know how to say it.” she sighed, giving her head a shake. “I had such a perfect system for everything, I never worried about anything.. but, recently it’s like I’m falling back into my old dark place, the place where I don’t have control over my feelings or my thoughts, which creates this sense of no control over my actions. I brushed my teeth four times this morning, I couldn’t leave the house until I did.”

Meg hadn’t even noticed that she wasn’t alone, though she should have figured as much. When she heard someone clear their throat, she snapped out of whatever trance she had been in and situated herself on the couch so that she was facing the person who she recognized as one of the doctors, Phil. “That’s a million dollar question..” she sighed, “Yes, I think so, but also no I’m not really sure? It’s kind of like a game of tug-of-war is being played in my brain right now.”

“Well I have this medical thing going on with my tit. Dr. Pine has been helping me take care of all the medical stuff mostly cause I think him and my old scissor sister are doing the do and he wants to keep his enemies closer type of thing, but whatever. He’s cool and I don’t mind if he’s fucking her because I kind of want to fuck someone else too. Anyways, I’ve just been kind of… Depressed. Not like Oliver depressed, but like close. Like I don’t want to leave my room and Dodge wants to sneak out and I tell him I’m busy and even when Benji offers me food I just ignore it and I’m just really scared of everything. I think I’m going to die and sometimes it just feels like that’s a better option.” Felicia took only a few breaths as she blurted out almost everything he could think of to say. “Can you like take a blood test to see if I’m depressed or like diagnose me with some medical mary jane to keep my mind slightly sane. I just… I don’t feel good.”

Phil listened, ignoring the part about Dodger, because he knew that kid never stayed put, he always had to be getting into something, He nodded, “have the test results come back yet on the...” he made a gesture to his own chest, not wanting to use her term and any others sounded unprofessional in his head, “Also, I can prescribe you an anti-depressant, it will help immensely for what you’re describin’, sounds like it’s a side effect of recent events, it’s okay to be scared, especially with what’s going on with the medical things, and if you ever need to just talk my door is always open,”

“I was told you used to be my doctor. Back at one of the old asylums I was at. I was supposed to come and find you, but I’ve been busy. So.. hi.”

“Okie dokie Philatata. We need to talk.” Felicia hopped into the room, sitting backwards on a chair. “I think something else is wrong with me. Not just lying and shit like that.”

“I’m sorry to be the one to break it to you,” She began with a short laugh. “But I’m a nurse, not a babysitter..” She continued, “You of all people should know that I can only do so much to calm a patient… and as far as the rabbit thing goes, until he tries to throw himself out the window, or another person, I’m afraid it’s a little beyond my control..” Meg looked at him. She felt his pain, but at the same time, she had to learn to suppress her emotions to save her own sanity. “I think you just need some nice hot tea or something to calm you down..”

Jude stared at him, unblinking and a little incredulous, as she tried to figure out where to even begin. “It’s not because of the time clock. I was attacked by a patient about a month ago. I was in the hospital? Cracked ribs and a severe concussion? Lost about three pints of blood? Technically not cleared to return to work for another two weeks? And yet here I am?” She shook her head, grumbling, “Maybe the boss’ boss needs to come down here for an inspection and right this ship…”

“If he does you’ll lose your job, this place will close, and I don’t know where half of our patients would go or if they would last in a county or state hospital, so yeah sure, they can come and ruin everything we work for, put some patients so far back on recovery it’ll take years to get them back to that point, but sure,” He said, crossing his arms, “You should have taken the time off, and why wasn’t I made aware of this after it happened and the patient screened and put on some kind of watch,” he removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, “If I have to hire out a ghost security team I will, if I had known I would have done it already, I did awhile back but apparently the bill to the company wasn’t sent like I insisted it be done pronto,”

Meg stifled a laugh, and an eye roll at that matter, she wanted to at least try to stay professional. She shook her head before responding, “Well, please let me know what you need done and I would be more than happy to help you.”

“I need the Aiken kid to calm down, the bunny kid to stop throwing his rabbit out a window, they can’t fly, I’m gonna have a heart attack if I see the poor thing fall past my window again, I just...” he laughed a little hysterically, “I need a lot of things, maybe even my own doctor sometimes,”

“I hate to break it to you, but security’s a tad understaffed.” Jude chimed in from his doorway, a brow arched. “It’s hard to keep the place running smoothly when one of us still isn’t technically permitted on the clock.” 

“What? I don’t know what happened with the time clock, but I’ll fix that,” he asked, raising an eyebrow back, “And I know that, I’m warding the bosses boss off from a surprise inspection as I speak now, cause that’s the last thing we need until interviews are done and more are hired,”

Meg couldn’t help but overhear a raised voice around the corner. She dropped off the clipboard full of paperwork and rounded the corner, seeing Phil standing there. She was a girl turn and walk off as he turned and met her gaze. “Well, you could not be such a hard ass to my nurses.” She told him with a firm smirk. Meg hadn’t been there for forever, but she had basically assumed position as overseer of the duties of the nurses.

“I’m sorry what? Did I hear your nurses?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow, “Look, I know we have some rounders in here, but my nurses need to at least be able to get some things done without something on fire or missing, that is literally, all I ask,”he took a drink from the cup of coffee he’d forgotten about, the taste stale and a bit too lukewarm for his liking, but it’d get the job done of keeping him awake, “I can’t do this all by myself here,”

“Oh really? I’m sure that can be… annoying.” Alec pressed the tip of the pushpin into his thumb. Not causing any bleeding but mild discomfort, “So was it a fake name? Or asking about a release?”

“Oh, my apologies, you’re fine,” Phil turned the little earpiece off in his ear, “Someone apparently prank called the front desk again, from within the building,”