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dreamlikenewyork2017-01-15 03:17 pm
privateinvestigations) wrote in dreamlikenewyork2017-01-15 03:17 pm
"For now, the day has won."
Who: Clint Chevalier and Euan Fitzpatrick
What: Progress
Where: ICU, Mount Sinai
When: After this
Clint had a quick smoke outside the hospital before he headed in to find Euan. He saw the Facebook post, so there is no doubt Euan would be there. The only thing that would prevent that was if his kids were sick or Julie needed him. Even then, they would still have a family action plan that included Noah. To all the world now, Noah was just as important as Euan's biological kids. No questions asked. If there was one fucking person on the face of the earth that was helping Clint prepare for having a kid of his own in this world soon, it was Euan.
Besides, Clint was involved with this. He was the one who had found Noah on death's door and got him out to safety when he had been undercover on a case. The only way he could do that was tell the head-honchos in that drug ring Noah was dead, and he would get rid of the body for them. Euan hadn't given him any updates on the case in regards to what happened to Noah yet, so it was likely still unclear, but being investigated. None of that mattered at the moment. All that mattered was that Noah had taken a turn for the good, and Clint really hoped it fucking stuck. Noah was a good kid. He had cleaned up, turned his life around. This shouldn't have happened.
Clint found Euan, as expected, in Noah's room. He was nursing his baby daughter in his arms, pacing back and forth at the end of the bed. "How's he doing? Fuck. He still looks dead. What's going on? He gonna pull through?"
What: Progress
Where: ICU, Mount Sinai
When: After this
Clint had a quick smoke outside the hospital before he headed in to find Euan. He saw the Facebook post, so there is no doubt Euan would be there. The only thing that would prevent that was if his kids were sick or Julie needed him. Even then, they would still have a family action plan that included Noah. To all the world now, Noah was just as important as Euan's biological kids. No questions asked. If there was one fucking person on the face of the earth that was helping Clint prepare for having a kid of his own in this world soon, it was Euan.
Besides, Clint was involved with this. He was the one who had found Noah on death's door and got him out to safety when he had been undercover on a case. The only way he could do that was tell the head-honchos in that drug ring Noah was dead, and he would get rid of the body for them. Euan hadn't given him any updates on the case in regards to what happened to Noah yet, so it was likely still unclear, but being investigated. None of that mattered at the moment. All that mattered was that Noah had taken a turn for the good, and Clint really hoped it fucking stuck. Noah was a good kid. He had cleaned up, turned his life around. This shouldn't have happened.
Clint found Euan, as expected, in Noah's room. He was nursing his baby daughter in his arms, pacing back and forth at the end of the bed. "How's he doing? Fuck. He still looks dead. What's going on? He gonna pull through?"