The Mafia's Babies by Kaycee Romano (howl and other poems txt) 📗

"Oh I don't know, someone that rhymes with wanka?" She rolled my eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner!!" She laughed, playfully hitting her back.

River rolled my eyes again.

"Dr. Johnson!"

She turned around to see a very familiar face walking towards them.

Isn't that the expensive cigar guy?

'Yep.'

"Um.. I remember you, just not your name." River smiled, pushing her hand forward.

"Leonardo Adesso and thank you so much for saving my wife and son."

Oh.

"Just doing my job." She gave him a smile.

'Is that relief I feel?'

'But why?'

Oh I don't know, maybe because a certain someone could be available?

"Hey could you come meet my wife?" He asked. "It would mean a lot."

"Umm.. I will come by after my rounds. Which room?"

"VIP seven." He said.

Wow, coincidence.

Why did she even remember that?

She nodded and he said his goodbye, walking away.

"Hmmm... I guess Bianca can't score with the infidelity angle. But.. Affair with a patient is still against professional etiquette." Jacqueline said, watching the new parent walk away.

"I slept with him after he was discharged from the hospital." River shrugged, pocketing her phone.

"You what?" Her eyes widened. "So it is true?"

The doctor smirked at her and walked away.

She was moody for the day. Lucas was an indoor person. Kiara and River weren't. It really didn't help that she wanted so bad to take her mind off a certain Italian who had waltzed back into her life.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket just then.

Talk of the devils.

It was a message, a selfie of Lilith and the twins, holding rainbow donuts to their eyes.

River's stomach reacted with a grumble.

"Oh thank you so much for the gut stimulation." She chuckled, typing in just that and hitting send.

She pocketed her phone again and sighed aloud.

Where was she again?

Rounds. Right!

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"Well, you will have to keep the cast on for a month or two. And that's that." River told the twenty-year-old Deric Richards who had successfully snapped his femur into two in a motorbike accident.

Amateurs. Can't even handle some alcohol.

"Can I start riding after that?" He asked.

"Yeah sure." River said.

"As soon as you get a new ride that is. I heard yours died on site."

River cleared her throat and gave her chirpy overly-optimistic intern Valerie Pierce a side eye though internally, she really couldn't agree with her more.

"My condolences." Valerie finished while River rolled her eyes.

She checked his charts and talked with his guardian and was on her way out when the door opened from the other side, and she came face to face with him.

"River?"

River forced a smile on to her face, straining her facial muscles against the scowl they wanted to form and replied, "Long time no see, Eric."

"You are a doctor now?" He chuckled, as if it was the funniest joke of the century.

Adjusting his helmet under his arm, he invited her back but she declined. "Maybe another time. I have to do my rounds."

She quickly walked out followed by Valerie who quickly fell into pace with her.

"Who's Mr. Ink dermis?" She asked.

The doctor turned to her, a smirk on her face. "A douchebag I used to date." Not any douchebag; this douchebag was her first everything.

"Ahhh.." She said, dragging it. "I figured as much."

She pulled her strawberry blonde ponytail up and pointed at the back of her neck. "See that, that's my pipe."

River scrunched up her face.

"Valerie, I think you should go back to middle school if you don't know where your wind and food pipe is."

"No no Doc, pipe - P.I.P.E - It means Perv Induced Piloerection."

"Wow." River rolled her eyes. All her interns were idiots. Or weird. Or both.

'Am I the only one who thinks maturity is a sham? Everyone is immature once you get to know them. Or is it just me?'

"I know right." She said. "I am pretty proud of myself for that." She patted her own back causing River's brow to perk up yet again.

But then she was glad that she was here with her now. Unlike the usual set of idiotic interns, she was cursed with, Valerie wasn't particularly scared or nervous around River or the patients. It didn't hurt that she got everything right too. And she was very friendly and sweet. But, she was very talkative!

Rounds weren't boring anymore. Surgeries weren't tense anymore. Lunches weren't lonely anymore. She was a bit annoying at times but it was fine.

It was like River got her younger self back.

"You know him, don't you?" River asked her after a while.

"Which runaway in NYC doesn't?" She spat out and looked her senior in the eyes. "Did he ever hurt you?"

"He spent five years in jail for that. You?"

"He wasn't directly involved. Michael Jahn-"

"The Hammer." River chuckled. She was not going to forget that character in this lifetime.

"He is in jail now."

River smiled at her. "Good job."

And that's how the past is dealt with.

When Sebastian and she were caught up in their shit a decade ago, they never thought they could get out of their clutches. But now look at them, living their best lives.

River's watch beeped.

[OR02, female, 12, rib fracture, punctured lungs, vitals unstable]

"Duty calls." She said and they hurried off but her 'PIPE' had picked up and she knew that some son of a bitch was watching her. And she really didn't want to know why.

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"She will be moved to the room by tomorrow morning and if everything turn out fine, can leave the hospital in a week." River told the parents and walked away.