Code Blue

~ Chapter 42 ~

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Chapter 42
Saturday October 28th
Harry's POV

It's been one week since Stevie's seizure.

One week since I was given extremely terrifying news as a father, well after the fact. One week since my daughter who has already suffered so much, had a medical emergency, and I was not made aware of it. I was trying to get over it, since Stevie has been doing alright since, but every time I feel myself finding that inkling of forgiveness, a scene of her seizing plays in my head and I'm back to that anger spot once again.

I kept reminding myself to look on the bright side, for once. The fact that Stevie was in the hospital where she could receive immediate treatment and help. The fact that regardless of how everything went down, she was ultimately okay and doesn't appear to be suffering any long term effects. It was a good thing that she was at the hospital, as opposed to a store, or school, or even at home with her mother. That's what I kept telling myself, but it was still difficult.

I couldn't help but feel slighted by Mallory, and even Holly. I've known Holly for years, she knows how I am, and it's been hard to look her in the face for the last week. I'll have to get over it eventually, considering she's one of very few people I allow to look after Stevie, but I think I'll need a bit more time. And then there's Mallory. The one and only person I deliberately would let be in charge of pediatrics for the day.

I watch over my unit like a hawk, with careful eyes ready to pounce at any minor mistake or problem that could arise. I have trouble given up control when I'm not on shift, even if it's to another attending, because I worry about the kids. I spend a lot of time with them, and it's hard to not think about them when I'm not at work. Knowing that the interns would be in charge for the day, I put the only one that I would trust at the forefront.

I was hoping that Mallory could handle it. I was hoping that I could have one day where I could solely focus on my daughter without feeling the need to control the unit, but I didn't feel that happened. I know I electively chose to do Leah's surgery, jumping in to do something like that doesn't bother me. The point that I left Mallory there to handle things in my absence, handle Stevie, and I wasn't told did. I assumed that Mallory had an idea of how protective I am of my daughter and would run to me if something were to go south, but that's not what happened.

There was nothing going on between us, but I just figured I could at least count on her to update me regarding my child.

I guess for once, I was wrong.

"Daddy, let's play princess memory!" Stevie suggested with a smile, far too wide awake for somebody at this time of the morning. She should still be sleeping, but when I was getting dressed for work, I accidentally knocked over her water bottle and caused a bit clang. She refused to go back to sleep after that, so here we are.

I looked at the time, I would be cutting it close, but it's my floor and I can be a few minutes late if I want to. Plus my first half hour was typically done in my office, so it didn't matter much. "Sure Vie, but I can only play one game, okay?"

"Okay" She agreed, sitting up in her bed. I went ahead and grabbed the little cards, moving her blanket to the side to give us a smooth surface. I put the pieces face down on the bed sheet in different columns, letting her go first as always. "Aw I missed"

"Maybe I'll win this one" I poked her with a bit of a teasing smile. I went and picked up my two cards, not finding a match, but I did find one of the cards Stevie needed for her last turn. Stevie shrieked with excitement and instantly picked the Cinderella slipper that I had chosen. This is how she always gets me. I inevitably pick up the other card that she needed from her last turn or two, and then she beats me.