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LINK: Damn, everyone seems in such a shitty mood today.

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"He who tells a lie is not sensible of how great a task he undertakes; for he must be forced to invent twenty more to maintain that one." - Alexander Pope

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Matt was slipping his detective badge back into the breast pocket of his coat as he looked at the nurse skeptically. "Appendicitis? That is impossible. I have it on good authority that he's already had his appendix out. What, is this some sort of screwed up generic diagnosis? You're going to cut him open and take out a body part before the tox screens have even come back? Do I need to get a court order to stop that, or are you just bloody begging for him to sue the hospital for battery?" It was no secret that Matt was cranky after his hectic day at work that ended with being vomited extensively upon by Vee's Irish BFF. After making sure both Vee and Gee knew what was going on, Matt met with Natalie back at the CID to present her with the poisoning suspicions, especially with the new information from Vee that confirmed Euan had already had his appendix out at some point in the past... a fact that allegedly came from Euan's own mouth. They really had no choice but to run with that, and she gave the go ahead to investigate the possibility of poisoning, which gave Matt the opening he needed to question the medical staff at the hospital taking care of Euan.

( Gee relieved Ronnie of his bedside vigil duties, and he met up with Matt in the Casualty department...Collapse )

- forensicated used with much love and permission


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Matt had been about two steps from getting into the ambulance with Euan to go to the hospital with him, but then he remembered Gee, who was apparently still in the interrogation room with the suspect. After some debate back and forth, it was Ronnie that agreed to accompany Euan in the ambulance. Euan had been drifting in and out of consciousness, and Ronnie had it in hand with his typical Ronnie Brooks reassuring calmness. As he watched Euan be loaded onto a gurney, shoved on oxygen and then wheeled away down the corridor, Matt felt guilty for not going. Almost like he was letting Vee down, and he just knew in his gut Vee would probably chew him out for it once she found out. "Fuck," Matt murmured to himself, scratching his fingers through his hair. He didn't know what the hell was going on with Euan and Gee, but he had to let her know he had just arranged for her partner to be packaged off into the back of an ambulance... and then he would have to go home and tell Vee. Thank god his shift was nearly over and considering they had just reached a crossroads in their investigation, Natalie let him knock off a bit earlier.

( He waited outside the interview rooms, pacing up and down waiting for Gee to exit, which she did, after their suspect was led off in handcuffs in the other direction by two uniforms...Collapse )


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As soon as Matt knew what the hell was going on, he had sent Vee a text message telling her he was on his way home earlier and asking her to wait for him in case she had any plans on going out anywhere. Bloody typically, he got stuck in a rush of school traffic and he felt like he was negotiating his car at snail's pace through the streets of London to his apartment, which really wasn't that far away from work. Long enough to get stuck in traffic, though. Waiting at a clogged intersection, he called BT for the number of the closest public hospital and got put through to the switch, and then to Casualty. Unfortunately, because Matt wasn't Euan's family, they would give him fuck all information. In fact, they wouldn't even confirm he was there and this just pissed Matt off to no end. Even though he was going home to tell Vee what had happened with her best mate, he really had no information to tell her. So, Euan had spewed all over the hall and Matt's expensive shoes, he had been holding his stomach, then he fainted. It could be appendicitis. It certainly seemed to fit the niche, but at the same time, it could be a shit load of other things too. In fact, it could be something a whole lot more serious than a burst appendix. Despite being a heavy smoker and drinker, Euan was actually extremely fit. This was sudden, and Matt was still reeling from it. It just fucking frustrated him to no end when people weren't forthcoming with information. But law was law, and privacy policies were in place for a reason. With an uncomfortable realisation, Matt did consider the notion that Euan might not want him knowing bloody anything about his healthcare. The hospital had been right to block Matt's attempts for information. It just niggled at something inside, considering was Euan his girlfriend's best friend. If he had made any sort of effort with Euan, they might not even be in this predicament right now. When he tried Ronnie's cell, the automated message just kept telling him the phone was switched off, so he couldn't even access information that way.

( By the time he made it back to the apartment, he was stressed out, cheeks flushed from a slight anger at the traffic jam...Collapse )


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6.18. "If I'm not back in five minutes... wait longer!"
Ace Ventura

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Euan really shouldn't have gotten out of bed that day. That realisation because more and more clear to him as the day progressed and he began to feel increasingly more crap as the hours passed. Lunch was a huge mistake. Knowing he had a long haul interrogation ahead of him, he should have taken the signals and realised that he wasn't just exhausted, he was just feeling plain sick. The pnuemonia had been one thing and contracted because of the plane journey, but in general, he rarely got sick. He had always had a tough constitution and most things apparently passed him by while they struck others down around him. He didn't take notice of the signs and figured it would all just pass anyway. Maybe overdoing it in Amsterdam after already knackered from trying to find his feet in London. Whatever it was, Euan found himself in the hours following lunch with Vee feeling unnervingly like he was going to throw up. Or maybe worse. Right then, his gut could completely rebel and throwing up might be the least of worries.

( Still, he was good at masks and good at concealing what he was really feeling. Perfect at it, even...Collapse )


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