Karl Kennedy

Karl Leroy Kennedy was a doctor in the town of Sebour during the events of Sebour and Sebour Rising. Karl was married to Linda Kennedy who was also a doctor at the hospital they worked at. Karl survived the events of Sebour Rising and Sebour and became the Head of Emergency Medicine, whilst Linda retired.

​Young Life
Karl was born and raised in the town of Sebour, going to school and the high school as well. In his final year of High School he made the life choice to go into medicine. In his 20s Karl went to Medical school and trained for 7 years to be a doctor. He eventually chose to go in to Emergency Medicine as an ER doctor.

​Sebour- Quinton's Arrivial
It was a quiet day in the town of Sebour, it was overcast, but people where out and about, people were running around and cars going past. As a car pulled up in to the hospital parking lot, Karl Kennedy was walking with a sandwich, when he stopped and saw who was getting out of the car. Karl walked over to the car and said "Hi there. You must be the new Orthopaedic Doc.", Quinton looked up as he locked the car and said "Yes, I am Quinton.." Karl said snidely "Indeed. I know who you are Mr Philips." Quinton put his keys in his pocket and said "Of course,  the past never leaves you behind does it.." Karl said "Yes.. Those years in prision, helped you a bit.." Quinton shook his head and said "I came out a different man." Karl then said "No one fully changes when they go to prision." "They don't but I can try, and I have tried for years after.." Karl looked at his watch and said "You better get going. The head of Emergency Medicine is expecting you. Don't delay her either." "I was supposed to be meeting someone from the board here, outside." Karl took offense and said "I am on the board, and so is the head of Emergency Medicine. Watch it." Quinton swallowed and said "How long has she been in medicine for?" Karl said "I'll let her tell you that. But one thing is, she is a true professional. She saves lives for a living and so do I." Karl looked at his watch again and said "I have to go. Don't be late." As Karl walked away he made sure he was some distance before he grabbed his phone and dialed the Emergency Medicine Director, as the phone rang, there was an answer, "Newton, speak." said Peggy, "Quinton's here Peggy." "What?" "He's about to come in to the hospital, your brother is here." "For work? or what?" "Peggy, he is the new doctor." "Shit.." "He's going to take his time finding your office, dig up his files and meet him in there." "Of course.." Karl hung up as he walked into the opposite building which was the Hospital Apartment Block. Quinton took his briefcase out of his boot and he closed it. As he did he walked into the hospital. Quinton was walking around until he found the 3rd floor until he found a door. The door said "HEAD OF EMERGENCY MEDICINE, PEGGY NEWTON", Quinton knocked on the door, Quinton didn't hear anyone so he opened the door, and walked into the office. He saw her office that had bachleors degrees and her doctor coat sitting on a coat rack. Quinton smiled as he sat down in the chair in front of the desk. The door opened as Peggy walked in with a folder. "You're finally here Dr Philips." Peggy said as she stood behind Quinton and opened the file. "This is your file by the way Dr Quinton Philips.." "Of course it is.." Peggy walked over to the other side of her desk and sat down in her chair. "I will tell you one thing Dr Philips, is that while you are working in this hospital and in my department, you work with my doctors and nurses as a team, none of this macho business." Peggy looked up from the file and Quinton said "What is my position, I mean I am an ortho doctor." "With a history of dabbling, I assume? You couldn't find what type of medicine to go into, and from your file here, you are triple board certified, which is good in a way, but provides a little competition.." "General Surgery, Orthopaedic Surgery and a little bit of neurology." Peggy nodded and said "Well, if you are going to make it in this hospital, you will have to drop one or maybe two and stick with ortho." Quinton looking on said "I have worked 15 years in Begs doing three types of medicine, I could never bring it down to just one." Peggy getting annoyed said "Then I am giving you a year to make up your mind, you drop one or your out." "That's not fair.." "It is fair Dr Philips, since you have a criminal record, you're very lucky to even be in this hospital." Quinton sighed as Peggy continued "I read your file twice this morning, and then I got a phone call from a very angry member of the board, Dr Kennedy seems to like you, he was angry because you are a convicted criminal, but he seems to think you can get over that fact, and be a bloody good doctor." Quinton nodded as Peggy continued, "As well as that, your file shows you have a sister." Quinton nodded and said "Yes, she went missing the day I was arrested, haven't heard from her since, why do you ask?" "She's not missing. She works here has been for 32 years." Quinton elated said "So she wasn't missing?" "She never went missing, Quinton at all." Quinton getting a clue said "You? You're my sister?" Peggy nodded and said "Yes. I am. Quinton." Quinton sighing with relief said "Then why didn't I know about you?" "You knew alright. You knew her as Helena." "She was a fruit vendor, and was 29.." "That was made up, so the press wouldn't dig into your past and find me. Quinton, believe me, you are lucky that I haven't thrown you out of the hospital yet, because I know personally you are a damn good doctor, but you have a temper." "But why? Why now are you telling me this?" Peggy looked at Quinton and said "Because, you may be blood but I refuse to get along with you. I signed paperwork letting the hospital remove me from any of your records and make up a person, I seem to be more professional then you anyway." "I have always been professional Dr Newton, that is me.." "No again, fail to realise that this isn't a good idea. These files show you can be unhinged and angry, but you make the right calls when needed. Can I trust you?" "Excuse me?" "Easy question, if you are in the ER can I trust you? Can I trust you not to burst out in anger or mistreat a patient?" "You can trust me Peggy, I am not that man who got arrested all those years ago." "Oh of course.." said Peggy sarcastically. "I basically ran the Begs Trauma Hospital, we had 350 trauma cases a year." Peggy laughed and said "This isn't Begs. We are a larger town, and we have over 4300 trauma calls, and over 20,000 emergency call outs every month. This is a busy hospital, you're not in Begs anymore." Quinton chuckled as he said "You are joking right?" "Not to mention, non surgical, urgent and surgical patients from the Doctors Surgery's around town, I am serious. If you can't handle this, then maybe go back to Begs." "I love a challange." "This is not just any challange, its a mission." Peggy looked into the file some more and said "Your injuries wont prevent you from doing any of this yes?" "Body is good right now." "Very surprised to see someone who was crushed by a tree branch the size of a garbage truck is still alive.." "That..surprises even me to this day.." as Peggy and Quinton finished up talking, Peggy said "We'll get you suited in, here is your coat, a locker key and a room key to your office." Quinton took them and put the coat on so he could put the keys in the pockets. "I'll show you around.." as Peggy stood Quinton said "Look Peggy." "Look I know what you are going to ask, and it's no. I am furious with you, but we have to remain professional. I will not pursue a family relationship with you. I can't do it." Quinton nodded and said "That's fine with me." As Peggy and Quinton walked out she grabbed a whole heap of files and said "These files are for current patients here. Some need to be released, another one here is 12 weeks post pelvic fracture surgery, Been a difficult case so far." "Which type of fracture of the pelvis?" "The most difficult one possible. She had major bleeding, crashed twice, and right now, she's with physios, but managing the pain has been hard." as they got to the room, Peggy gave Quinton the folder and and said "This one is yours. You jump in the deep end now. Welcome To Sebour." Peggy walked away as she gave nurses folders. Quinton chuckled as he knocked on the door. "Come in.." Quinton went into the room and he introduced himself. "Hi there, I'm Dr Philips." "I'm Terese and this is Pepper." Quinton shook both their hands and he said "Now, if you don't mind me asking, how did this happen?" Pepper laughed and said "This.. This was from a trampoline.." "Say what?" "I was doing stuff on the trampoline and I fell of it and as I landed I landed on my front, I rolled over and the thing fell on me." Terese rolled her eyes and said "Yes, we've been here for like 3 months.." Quinton looked in the file and saw the xray from the other day, it was clear and the report was ok. "These reports are great.  Pain management is the main concern, but reading this file shows me one thing. If you can get around with a pelvic brace and possibly the use of the crutches that can take a lot of pressure off the pelvis, using the crutches as walking aides is a massive help, and that means you don't have to use a walker." Terese nodded as Pepper said "Alright." Quinton said "It breaks up the scar tissue and can help relieve some pain, not all the pain though. I went to see how you go on crutches before I give you release forms." As a nurse brought in crutches, Pepper got out of bed and used them to walk up and down the hall way, Terese looked on as Quinton signed off on the release forms. Quinton passed Terese the form with pain relief. "There is no reason to keep her here anymore. If something happens, come in dont waste time." Terese hugged Quinton, as Pepper walked back into the room and the crutches. Quinton said to Pepper "Today, you go home, but remember to take pain relief every 6 hours until the relief is gone, and when that happens go to one crutch, then try walking unaided." Quinton explained why and he gave instructions on pelvic health and future trouble. Pepper and Terese thanked Quinton as Terese packed everything from Pepper's room up. Quinton smiled as he said "Good luck." Quinton opened the door and walked out. Quinton let out a heavy sigh as he held the folder. Quinton looked up and he saw Karl standing next to him, "That was well handled." "Just something you learn in 15 years of medicine." Quinton gave Karl the file as the two walked around. As they did that Mark Michaels walked to Karl. "Officer Michaels, what brings you here?" "Oh you know... criminals, cons getting themselves bashed in jail, and a waste of police resources being here." Quinton nodded and said "I was one of them at one point." "Yeah, I know all about you. still got alcohol issues?" "None that I know of, but if you catch me drinking, just shove me in a taxi." the door opened as Terese and Pepper walked out to Mark's surprise. "You're leaving?" "Yes, got the okay to go home." "Then, I'll tell Tyler, he'll be stoked." "To late, already have.." said Terese. Mark nodded as Terese and Pepper walked away. Mark looked at Quinton and said "The beard thing. who you going for?" "No one in particular." "I like it, looks good.." Mark looked at his phone and said "I gotta run. Protecting a dead beat in ICU, not like he can go anywhere either..." Mark walked off. Quinton smiled as Karl said "He's a good one. How are you settling in?" Quinton nodded and said "I am fast finding my feet.". The day had ended for Quinton in surgery, where he was fixing someone's shoulder. After Quinton finished he went back into his office. Quinton finished off paperwork and as he left the hospital he bumped into Linda. "You must be Quinton?" "Yes I am." "Done a great job today mate. Welcome aboard." "What is your position here Dr?" "Dr Kennedy. Karl's wife. I work in cardio as well as neuro, goes hand in hand for me. But you know we all do something." "You dabble?" "No, No I Don't. I'm double board certified for them two and have been for 25 years. Cardio and Neuro, trauma and everything else. I can do. I'm not cocky in what I do, I just chose what to do." "I was told being triple certed was dangerous.." "It is mate. And Dr Newton was right. She is right, she only has your best interests at heart. Makes it easier, how long she give you?" "A year." "A year, that's a long time in medicine. As they say someone can come out of a coma fine, others spend their life in a chair, but now it's a chance to give up something you haven't needed the skills for." "Yeah but.." "No buts. This is your arrival. Don't screw it up. Newton is a wonderful leader for the emergency guys, she holds the fort well. But right now you can't push buttons. You push and you go. Trust me, I have seen wonderful doctors in the ER crack and Newton does everything she can to help out. She's an emergency surgeon for godsake as well as the head of medicine in the ER." "Well.." "No well. Don't fuck this up." Linda tapped Quinton on the shoulder and left. Quinton had his welcome. His Welcome To Sebour.

​Sebour- Kari's Surgery
As Kari was waiting for surgery Quinton was talking to her husband John. "John long time no see." "Yes." Quinton sighed and he said "What happened between us is never forgivable. But I want you to know. I have never forgiven my self." "We both did something wrong Q. We never expected it to happen it just did." as the two talked on Kari said "Surgery?" Quinton laughed and said "Yes." as Kari was wheeled into surgery, Karl looked at Quinton and Quinton looked to Karl. "What was that about?" said Karl. "Nothing important. But we apologized to each other for something that happened years ago." "You had an affair?" Karl said to him quietly, Quinton chucked and said "You could say that." Quinton started the surgery and said "I don't understand how a doctor refuses to do a surgery like this. Simple reconstruction, not that hard." Quinton then noticed something. "Read me the notes of that MRI scan." "Everything was clear. No ACL gone. inconclusive." "What is it Quinton?" "This reconstruction will have to wait. opening the leg. can you call in a vasco for me please." As Quinton continued with the surgery, the surgery took a dark turn as the doctors found a blood clot in her leg. "Bingo! blood clot. Hang out." Quinton put his tools down just as the vascular surgeon walked in. "I heard, you ran into a complication?" "Yes. The MRI results were inconclusive, but as soon as we went in. The clot was just sitting there." Quinton sighed and said "She told me that her previous knee surgery the surgeon she had would never touch the knee again.. is this why? Did he do something wrong?" The Vasco nodded and said "He messed up big time. If there is a clot, then there was in infection, Kari would have never known until now. You made the right call. Lets get this clot out and then you can do the reco.." "Is that medically safe?" "ACL reconstruction is through bone, removing a clot is in the vein, yes. It is safe." "Lets do it." 4 hours later the surgery was done and Kari was in recovery. "What took so long Quinton?" "We ran into a complication. We read the MRI scan 3 times, results were inconclusive with anything else. When we started we found a blood clot." "A clot? Is.. she ok now?" "Yes we removed the clot and proceeded with the reconstruction of the ACL and meniscus. Kari is doing very well for someone who had a major surgery. She's gonna need you mate." John nodded and said "How did the clot happen? Did the surgeon she had last do something?" "I cant medically say, but I personally think he did. Look until now some people don't know they have issues or blood clots." John then said "Was the ACL fully ruptured or?" "Partially. still a 4-5 month recovery."

​Sebour- Several Weeks Later
Quinton was sitting in his office talking to Karl, about his past. "It was something that just happened you know." "An affair is huge. I should know!" "Yeah I know.." "It was a spur of the moment thing. John and I have had a rocky relationship ever since." Karl nodded and said "I surely hope nothing else happened, it was only a one off." "Yeah don't worry. After my wife died, its been hard for me but i have moved on." Karl then said "How did the surgery go?" "Not great." "What happened?" "The doctor who did her previous surgery messed something up in the joint, and Kari never knew, never got sick." "Did you get in contact with the other surgeon?" "I tried to. No response. I rung the hospital he worked at, and they said he just upped and left." "He's done a runner?" "According to the hospital, every patient there had to get their surgery done again. He has wrecked lives. I hope they catch him." "I hope so to." Karl said as he stood up. "Gotta do my rounds, catch you later." Karl opened the door and let Kari in as Karl closed the door to leave. "How you feeling." said Quinton. "A lot better. I just hope they catch the bastard." Quinton nodded and said "Yeah. What he did was wrong." Kari then said "Quinton. I want you to know something." Quinton stood and said "What is it?" outside the room Karl and John moved into the next room that they were in, as they placed headphones in to listen, Quinton was still standing said. "What happened." "The affair we had.10 years ago." Quinton nodded and said "Yes." "I was a couple of weeks after that I fell pregnant. Even after taking a Morning after pill." Quinton was in shock. "What happened?" "John flew out to the states the morning i found out. I remember ringing him that night. Quinton. He knew it was yours straightaway." Quinton went to the wall and stood in the corner. "What happened?" said Quinton. "I miscarried. I was 14 weeks at the time. I was teaching at the time, and most of the staff knew I pregnant, they all thought it was John's, they had no idea what happened a few weeks earlier." Quinton started to tear up. "I remember sitting down to teach, which I never did. One kid had messaged Trish Meriweather and she got there just as the class ended." Trish brought along medical staff. I was carried out of the class room unconscious. I woke up 3 days later in ICU." Quinton walked over to Kari and hugged her. "Kari I am so sorry. words wont say anything. I have no words." Kari looked and said "We named him. Francis James." Quinton released his hug and collapsed to the floor in tears. "Kari. I am so, so sorry.", as Karl and John walked into the office, John looked at a clearly upset Quinton and told him "None of this was your fault. You made us happy. those 14 weeks, we spent together with Francis were the best 14 weeks ever." "It still doesn't change the fact that I did the dirty with your wife." "Quinton..." Quinton cried more until they heard a knock at the door, it was Terese. Quinton didn't looked as John said "sorry Terese. Quinton just found out a bombshell." "I can comeback later." Quinton to upset to talk moved further into his office. "I know he loves you Terese. He has feelings for you. did he ever tell you that he had a one sided affair?" "He did yes. he has been honest with me." "This might come as a shock, but Kari here was having his baby. He had no idea that she conceived or miscarried." "Its a lot to take in. Certainly. But this doesn't change my mind on him. Look what he did was wrong, but he brought you two closer together." "True..." "Look I might take him home if that's ok. He'll be to upset to do any work." Terese helped Quinton up and said "It's going to be ok." Quinton shook his head and said "What a day.." Karl looked at Quinton and said "Mate...take as much time as you need."

​Sebour- Peggy's Flashback (Season 1)
Peggy was sitting in her office reading a patient file and doing paperwork, as she was signing off on several pieces of paperwork, as she was doing that  Karl walked in and said "How are things going for you today?" "A bit backed up I am backed up with paperwork." Karl sat down and said "Want some help?" Peggy nodded and said "Of couse thank you. That would be good." as the two signed off on paperwork and finished up, Karl offered to buy Peggy some  lunch and Peggy accepted. As the two walked down the hallway they overheard a few nurses talking about something. "Hey did you hear, some doctor in Begs decked a guy. Apprantley. he's going to prison or something." "Oh you know what they say, its a witch hunt for this guy." Peggy at that second knew they were talking about Quinton. Peggy pulled Karl aside into a room and said "I know who that is Karl.." Karl nodded and said "I do to. It's Quinton, Peggy he's in a lot of trouble." Peggy rubbed her face as she said "This can't be happening Karl. This could reflect back on me." "Not necesserary. You signed legal documents a few years back, making sure any news regarding your idiot brother doesn't effect you. Look Peggy, what the news finds out is that his sister doesn't really exist and goes by the name of Helena Philips, and lives in Queensland, this Helena is a fruit vendor who is 27.." "That was your doing was it Karl?" "Damn right it was, I am a part of the board and I make sure I protect those on my payroll. But I will not protect your brother if he ever comes here to Sebour, I will not protect him." Peggy nodded and said "Of course I know that Karl. But I am apart of the board as well." "As the head of Emergency Medicine, it's going to be hard to allow, Quinton to even step foot into my emergency department." "He could be barred from Medicine. Doctors and assault charges don't go down well." "I'm just so mad, how could he do something like that." "Look Peggy, finish up and go home. Whatever happens to Quinton, you have to ignore, and make sure this doesn't effect your life as well." as Karl opened the door he said "Be as mad as you want, just don't call him.." "Oh trust me I wont. "Have you seen his medicial file?" "It's what I was reading. I don't understand how someone who was crushed by a branch, walks out of hospital. It's not right in anyway, look Karl, Quinton is an idiot, and right now I am mad as hell about this." "I know, Peggy, I know."  as Peggy left the room, Karl got out his phone and contacted an old friend in the Begs Police Force. "Adam, listen, Peggy is furious, what happens to him next?" "Look I shouldn't be discussing this with you Karl, but he's been charged, and his story goes to the news tonight. His trial is a week later." "Of course." "Look I cannot go any further I gotta go." the phone hung up, and Karl walked out of the room. After Peggy's shift ended she drove home, angry at Quinton, as she got home, she got out of the car and went inside, and saw her husband Douglas making dinner, she walked over to him and the two hugged. "Hey, I heard. Do they know about you?" "Begs? Nah, they don't. Douglas listen he could be barred from medicine, or worse case, finish his career as a prison doctor." "I want to know one thing though. Don't news people dig up old news?" "They wont. Because Quinton doesn't know I exist, but he knows he has a sister. Hospital records in Begs and here, show he has a sister with the name Helena. So if they do contact someone named Helena, he's going to be furious." "So, at least you are protected. Your brother is an idiot Peggy." as Peggy sat down, Douglas sat next to her and said "It's gonna be tough, but at least you have work, right now he has nothing." "When and if he moves towns, if it is here, I don't know what I'll do." said Peggy. " as Peggy changed the channel to the news channel a news reporter stated breaking news. "Tonight our top story. A doctor arrested after a drunken assault. Dougie Realter has the story."

​"Tonight a town is in shock, after local Doctor Quinton Philips was arrested for assaulting a man outside the defunct National Oztag League Headquarters today. Philips attacked the man in an unprovoked drunken attack. Philips was arrested and has been charged. He will face court tomorrow."​ the report cut out. Peggy turned the TV off and said to Douglas "Hold me, hug me.", Douglas hugged and kissed Peggy. The two had dinner and went to bed.

The next morning the news was up and Peggy was watching, while she was getting ready for work.

The report; ''​"This morning's local headlines.. wait a second, yes we are crossing to a live feed from Begs courthouse." th''e feed cut to the courthouse and Quinton being taken away in cuffs. ''​"You cut away at the right time. Quinton Philips has been sentenced to 3 years in a federal prison, with no parole chance, a sombre Quinton faced the court and said that his actions were unforgivable, the judge agreed and suspended Quinton's Medical License indefinitely.." '

Peggy furious turned the TV off, "Complete fucking idiot.", as Douglas walked in and said "Me?" "No my brother.." "How long?" "Three years. He assaulted someone, and gets three fucking years, how is that fair?" "It's not fair, but he wont contest it." "How?" "Trust me, someone who gets refused parole, doesn't go contesting their charge." "I don't think it works like that.." "Well in his case, probably." Peggy looked at her watch and said "I gotta go, work calls." Peggy kissed Douglas and went to the car. as she went to the car, Karl was outside. "I assume you heard?" Karl nodded and said "3 years is a long time." "Not long enough." "Look Peggy, what happens now, is that you need to not think about this." "How can I not? It was national news.." "Yes and if you listened to the entire report, his sister Helena Philips, is missing, last 'seen' 3 days ago heading towards the border.." Peggy laughed and said "Of course." Karl smiled and said "You have nothing to worry about, this wont effect you Peggy." Karl gave Peggy a hug and said "Can I give you a lift to work?" Peggy said "Sure.. Why not."

​Sebour- Season 1 Finale (Quinton Shot)
"Has anyone seen Quinton? He's late to work." said Karl. "Nah I haven't. His car is here though." said Dave. "Oh ok. maybe in his office or something. No big deal." Quinton was infact in his office, but was in trouble. But because it was noisy in the hospital no one could here the commotion. Quinton had his hands tied and his mouth gagged. "You ruined my career." As he kicked Quinton in the ribs. "You did surgery on someone who was a medical risk." as he pulled down the gag Quinton said "She was medically fine. You screwed up. You gave her the infection. The blood clot was all your handy work. Dr Marbles." Marbles put Quinton's gag back on and pulled out a pistol with a silencer. Quinton's eyes widened as Marbles took his badge off and put it on the floor. "I want them to find me. When they do, i'll be in the fire well." As Marbles scattered pens and notepads on the floor, he kicked Quinton once more and said "This is the end of you... my friend." As Marbles stood on the other side of the room. He shot to shots from his gun. Quinton screamed in agony as the gag masked the scream. Marbles then took off Quinton's gag, as Quinton spat in Marbles' face, he put Quinton in the corner. Marbles put his gun away and looked out the window to see if anyone was coming. No one was coming. Marbles made his exit and said "See you later. Doctor." the door slammed shut as Quinton freed one of his hands. "ah...." he said in extreme pain. He undid his shirt to see two bullet wounds, one in his stomach the other in his abdomen area. Quinton was closed to one of his cabinets. He opened it and pulled out the cling wrap. Every move painful he managed to wrap his gun wounds. The bullets laying on the ground. Quinton tried to reach for his phone. In so much pain he managed to contact his first contact. Karl. Karl was doing his rounds when his phone rang. "Kennedy." "Karl..." "Quinton! where are you?" "I need....." "You need what? Quinton are you ok?" "Help......I've.....been.....shot.... shooter....in...stairs..." "Quinton where are you?" the line went dead as Karl looked on in horror. But at the moment, security walked past and a police officer as well, it was Mark. "Mark!" They all turned around. "Quinton's been shot!." "What?" "He just called me just then. I don't know where he is but he said shooter is in the stairs?" "I think he's at work!" Mark then said "We need to find both of them. Quinton and the shooter." Karl then said to security. "no one gets in or out. Lockdown the hospital, send all other ambos north. We need to find this guy." as the hospital was put on lockdown, Quinton was laying in his office, unconscious laying up against his table, blood trickling out of his wounds. as Mark ran past his office, Karl was still searching for Quinton. "Karl, whats going on?" said Terese. "Quinton, has been shot. We are trying to find him. I need you to be with Pepper. Go!." Terese then said 'Fine. Find him please." Karl continued wandering around when he saw something on the floor. Karl knocked on the door and said "Quinton. Are you in there? Quinton can you hear me?" Karl called out to Mark who helped kicked the door down. When the door flung open, Karl and Mark saw Quinton lying there. "Oh my...God.." Karl rushed over to Quinton and checked his pulse. "No pulse. Press the button. starting CPR." As Karl started CPR, Mark pressed the button, and as he did he saw the badge on the ground. "Dr Marbles." "Go after him." Said Karl. Mark ran and Karl kept going. As help arrived. Quinton was given adrenalin and shocked. no response the first time so they tried 3 more times. "Common Quinton. you have so much to fight for. One more time." as they did it one more time they got a heartbeat back. 'We got a heartbeat!" A collective sigh went across the room, as Karl and the nurses rushed him to surgery, just as Mark came out with an arrested criminal. "keep going creep and i'll push you don't the stairs." as Mark pushed away the crim. Terese looked on from Pepper's window and said "That creep. He hurt him." "He hurt Kari mum. He is the reason Kari almost died from a clot." " I know!" several hours later Quinton was out of surgery and recovering. "Low down please Karl. how is he?" "Not well. We had to place him in a coma due the amount of blood he lost. Combined with the CPR we had to give him, his brain was in overtime. He may be in it for weeks... or he may die. But he is strong." Karl then handed Terese something. "This was in his hand Terese. You should read it." Terese started reading aloud. "I may have been a teacher but something was always off about me returning home, i did what I did. now I have fallen in love again. with a gal named Terese. Her family is lovely, and I am just an idiot, who had an affair. I broke down and drunk. I went to rehab, I love my life here. never changes. not one bit. I love a girl named Terese. She is gorgeous.." Terese smiled and kissed Quinton on the head. "The real battle starts now." said Karl.

​Sebour- Quinton Wakes
"Is this normal for a gun shot wound?" said Terese. "Everything about this is normal. considering, he wasn't breathing when we found him. Quinton's body has been through a lot. We removed the breathing tube as he started breathing on his own." Terese looked at Karl and said "I'm going to go grab a coffee. Want one?" "No thanks." Terese walked away as Karl continued looking at Quinton. "6 years you've been here mate. Already been shot. You did good." Quinton opened his mouth and said weakly "It's what I do best.." Karl looked to Quinton and said "How you feeling mate?" "Terrible. As expected." "You know the run down?" "Two gunshots. Stomach and lower abdo." "You lost a lot of blood. You were grey when we found you." "Did they get the bloke?" "They did. He got released on bail as well." "Oh good." "He was shot and killed by a person who escaped jail. revenge killing or something." Quinton looked around the room and said "Where is Terese?" "Getting coffee." Quinton then said "How has she been?" "At your bedside." "And Kari?" "Worrying. Quinton, Kari is married that cannot happen. You know that." "I know. Its hard not to think about those people who worried about me and she is a friend." Karl sighed and said "Enough of that. Rehab mate. Its gonna be tough." "Yeah I know. I've been there before." Quinton with some energy managed to move a little on the bed, letting out a grunt in the process. Karl then said "Be careful. You've been in a coma for a month. Somehow the abs managed to stay there." "I'm not 80 Karl, I look after myself."... After Karl left Quinton smiled as he reached for his phone in the draw. Terese walking in not long after. "You're awake! This is great." a couple of days later, Quinton was walking and out of bed, surprising everyone. Quinton walked into the hospital gym/rehab centre and got into the pool and walked around in it. Terese walked into the rehab area and went over to Quinton, Quinton and Terese talked memories and dreams. "I always wanted to go to New York and sing on Broadway. I guess now its not happening." 'Hey. Don't give up on your dreams Terese. Broadway is a great dream."

​Sebour- Kari and John's Fallout
As Quinton was in the bar ordering lunch, Kari and John came in very quietly. John and Kari sat in the corner and they started talking. Quinton was not long recovering from a rehabilitation stint from his gun shot wounds. Quinton was watching from afar. Kari saying to John. "You have feelings for Terese don't you John?" "Like you had for Quinton? Yeah I do. No matter I think its never gone, since we moved here its impossible not to think about it." "John I always had this prepared, even if we were to fallout, i'd still love you no matter what." Kari opened her briefcase and pulled out divorce papers. "how long have you had these?" "Years." "That is so odd. why?" "Our fallout, shouldn't effect the kids. I want you to take them." John smiled and said "Are you sure you want to do this." "No i'm not. but no matter what and how it happened I will always love you." Kari took off her ring and placed it in John's hand. 'you deserve to be happy." Kari stood up and looked at John, John looking at Kari stood up and said "This is goodbye I guess." Kari and John hugged, John whispered "This isn't over Kari. Move into the hotel for a bit. Then I will sign the papers. We grew apart because of him." "No John we didn't. We are so different now to when we meet years ago.." Kari said as she looked at John and then opened the door and walked out. Quinton confused walked over to John and said "What was that about? Are you two okay?" John angry grabbed Quinton and said "This is what happened!" Shoving divorce papers in his face. Quinton letting out a pained grunt. "This is your fault. All of it." "John no." John threw Quinton to the ground and said "Admit your true feelings. Do YOU LOVE HER!" he said at the top of his voice, the whole bar watching on. "Its true." as Quinton said grabbing a chair to regain his balance. "I love her obviously. As a FRIEND." Quinton struggled to regain his strength as John grabbed him again and said "You always had feelings?" as John said this Terese walked in and saw what was going on. "Yes. But have you had the same for Terese?" John tightened his grip on Quinton and said "Terese deserves the best. I didn't deserved to be SERVED DIVORCE PAPERS IN A BAR." John threw Quinton again and John grabbed the wedding ring out of his pocket and threw it at him. "Leave Kari mate." said Quinton as he grunted in pain. "You loved her for years what's stopping you now." John put the ring on the table and said "I.." as he said this he turned to Terese, Terese confused said "What?" John finally saying what was on his mind "Terese." "What?" "What changed was seeing you and Terese together. You can barely keep it together and somehow she is your rock. Me and Kari, where was that?" Quinton trying to get up off the floor but failing as he felt a sharp pain in his gut. "Ah!" Quinton said as Terese looked at John. "The fallout. Is bad." "No its love." Terese and John had a moment as Quinton was curled on the floor in agony. "Hey!" said Karl, "Someone called and ambulance, Quinton's scar has re-opened. Good job John." said Karl as he put his coat on Quinton's stomach. John saying "That's karma for the affair." John then threw the ring at Quinton and said "Do what you need to do, next time I wont be nicer." Quinton threw the ring back and said in agony "Been there and back. bring it." Quinton then said "Sorry for that everyone." Karl then said "Quinton, can you give me a pain rating." as Quinton looked he said "cant describe it." as John rushed back in he went over to Quinton and punched him in the stomach, Quinton screaming in agony as John was arrested by Mark. Quinton screamed as Karl looked on to see the screaming tearing muscles. Quinton was in so much pain he passed out. "Quinton? can you hear me? Quinton?" "John i hope you know you set his recovery back weeks. Quinton.. Quinton! Next time talk it out. You are pathetic John." Quinton's wound reopened and started bleeding as Karl saw the ambulance finally arrived. Quinton was rushed into surgery to repair the torn muscles and stop the bleeding. The surgery took and hour and Quinton was awake 4 hours later and talking.

​Sebour- Terese's Misdiagnosis
As Quinton was reading his emails he saw one from a doctor in the hospital who worked in the cancer ward. Quinton opened the email and read it. Quinton stumbled across another email, with Terese's name on it. Quinton opened the email. Quinton read the email and skimmed and saw the words 'possible breast cancer' and 'diagnosis'. Quinton closed the email just as Karl walked in. "Quinton, did you just receive the same email? Quinton please tell me you did, because that went to everyone in the hospital." Quinton looked up and said "What if its true? What if she has cancer?" "Times have changed Quinton. It isn't the death sentence it once was. Quinton it may not even be breast cancer. But get her in here anyway and have a workup done. It may be nothing, it may be adrenal related. Do not scare the woman." said Karl. Quinton reached for the phone and said before he dialled. "Life is a bitch sometimes.." as the phone rang Quinton was preparing himself. "Terese speaking. how may I help you?" "Terese, its Dr Philips from the hospital." "Yes, what is the matter?" "I don't know how to discuss this on the phone but we need you to come in for some tests." "Alright. I'll come in." Quinton hung up as he looked at Karl with worry. As Quinton stood up Karl left and so did Quinton. Quinton was sitting outside the hospital when Terese got to the carpark. "Quinton." "Terese. This is something we both need." "I was called before you called me. It is a possible breast cancer diagnosis." "How did?" 'The family history, Quinton. I don't expect you to care for me after what you told me." "Terese, these tests are more conclusive. If you have cancer you can deal with it. It is isn't and its something else, you have Paul." "Had Paul, Quinton, had Paul. We still get along well." as Terese and Quinton walked back into the hospital and up to the pathologist. Quinton waited in his office as Terese was getting blood work done. As a nurse came in 10 minutes later with the results. "Already?" "It was rushed, but they are correct. Read it properly Quinton.." as Quinton read the results, he missed the fact a part of the paper had been highlighted. Terese finally walking in, not shutting the door as Quinton, reached for the phone instead not going for that he put the folder in front of Terese. "A confirmed diagnosis. I am sorry Terese." "What? how? I was told it would be a 40% chance at this time. Knowing we get there early." "Terese, I am not that type of surgeon, but you need to know, you do have a great chance of survival." Terese looking in disbelief said "I will discuss this with my cancer surgeon. And see his course of action. Because this lump under my collarbone cannot be breast cancer." Quinton rubbed his beard and said "Take the file with you. I may be wrong, but you need to understand if its not cancer, it could be thyroid or adrenal related. which still require surgery." "I'll risk it thanks Quinton." Terese took the folder as Quinton went back to work. Terese went to her surgeon who read the folder. "Sometimes I truly wonder why Quinton never gets suspended. Either that or he really is blind." said Dr Tryal. "What do you mean by that." said Terese. "He didn't show you the highlighted bit?" "No.." "It's an adrenal tumour. Not breast cancer." Terese sighed with relief. "But you will still need surgery to remove the tumour, have it tested and if so we will remove the gland.." 'So it was a misdiagonsis?" "Yes.. the 4th one from Quinton.. I've reported it again. This time he gets suspended.." "For how long?" "Only a month. But if it keeps happening longer." Terese nodded as they continued their discussion about surgery. Several days later surgery was successfully done and the tumour was removed and Terese began treatment.

​Sebour- Quinton Gets Suspended
Quinton was sitting in his office, when Dr Tryal walked in with a letter. "This is for you Dr Misdiagnosis." Quinton looked up and said "Excuse me?" Tryal sat down and said "This is the 4th time you've done this. Quinton. It's time to either get glasses or retire from medicine." Tryal stood back up and said "Trust me.  It saves a person going in for life altering surgery.." "I'm confused. I have no idea what you mean.." "Read the letter. The board knows about this. Tread carefully." Tryal walked out as Quinton opened the letter;

​"Incident Number 4. Involving general surgeon and orthropaedic registrar Dr Quinton Philips. This has happened before. This one a new incident. Failing to read a patients diagnosis properly. This patient was misdiagnosed with breast cancer, results showing a tumour of the adrenal gland. It's a long shot but this needs to happen and fast. Quinton needs to be punished. Suspension for around 1 month would be enough as well as an eye test. This cannot keep happening.. It is dangerous and shocking. -Dr Timothy Tryal"

​Quinton then saw the attachement of the letter.

​"Dr Quinton Philips has been suspended with letter notice pending. until he recieves an eye test and possible specticale or contact diagnosis, he shall remain suspended. We are aware of the 3 other misdiagnoses and they have been dealt with. This one will be dealt with as well. remain vigilant and read all charts carefully. -Dr Anthony Rogers, HOM."

​Quinton put the paper down as Karl walked in. "Quinton.. What's going on?" Quinton stood up and said "I've been suspended. I misdiagnosed someone. And I am paying a price." "I'm part of the Board, Quinton.. I'm sorry. but we've had to suspended you for longer. Quinton. Until you do something about your eyes, you are in limbo." Quinton went over to his computer and logged out and shut it down. Quinton walked over to Karl as Karl handed Quinton another letter. "You'll have to now Quinton. You have to leave the premises" Quinton nodded as he said to Karl "I planned on getting my eyes checked. I cannot believe I sent three people a wrong diagnosis. Mate. This is a crap feeling." Quinton took off his coat and gave his keys to Karl. Karl looked at Quinton and nodded.Quinton put his badge on the table and took the letter that Karl gave him. Karl walked out of the room as Quinton turned the lights off to his office and closed the door over. Karl pat Quinton on the back before walking away. Quinton took a walk out of the hospital one that felt like hours, nurses walking past him, doctors ignoring him. Quinton finally made it outside. As Quinton made it outside security led him to his car. Quinton got into his car and he drove home. As Quinton got through the door, he sat on the staircase. He opened the letter Karl gave him.

​"Re: Quinton.. This is highly immoral, he is a good man, but he now needs to see how things are done around here. Quinton will be suspended for 3 months. In this timeframe he will required to have a mental health assessment, an eye examination. the board isnt happy, but neither will the patients.  This suspenion holds. If Dr Philips turns up on the property he is to be removed by force. This is our third doctor we have suspended for reasons such as this. We want all our doctors on board but this happens. I want Quinton to know this is our of respect for him. He may be tired, he may just need rest. But he needs time away from medicine to realise he doesn't live in Begs anymore. -Dr Rogers HOM"

​Quinton then read further into the letter.

''​"A misdiagnosis.. because he didn't read the highlighted part, shows he either had it in for this woman or he was truly reading out the chart. I don't care what you call it, but Philips being suspended can let our resources come back to normal. He is an Orthopaedic Surgeon, who said himself dabbles in general surgeon and neruology. Philips is now required to be one thing and one thing only, that ortho surgeon we asked for. Philips needs to know this is not his home town. things don't run like that here. It's time he knew that. The next 3 months I hope he knows that. We can no longer afford to keep him if he keeps up his ongoing mess ups. Philips now has a choice. Leave or be an ortho surgeon.. This is how some learn to respect the process.." -Dr Karl Kennedy.."''

​Quinton read that last part out loud to himself on the staircase. "Leave or be an ortho surgeon.." Quinton put the letter down as he put his hands on his head in defeat..

​Sebour- Quinton Fronts The Board
Quinton had written his letter he had planned on giving the board, Quinton had also called Terese and asked her to meet him so he could talk to her. Quinton and Terese met an hour later at the park. Quinton was sitting with a look of defeat on his face. Terese sat down next to Quinton and said "What's this about Quinton?" Quinton swallowed hard and said "I wanted to apologise. I want to say I am sorry for misdiagnosing you. I haven't forgiven myself.." "You told me you loved another woman, and then give me that breast cancer shitck. How am I supposed to forgive that? Quinton I am sorry. but I will be angry for a long time at you." "I understand that Terese, fully. I want you to know first, that I am going to hand in my licence to practice general and neruo. I'm done with the two. I really am." "You did what you have to?" "Fair sure I am doing the right thing. Been dabbling to long." Quinton stood up and said "I played with fire Terese. Got burned. Paid the price." Terese stood up and said "I understand. In a way I can be angry and forgiving. But if I didn't come to you I would've died.." "Was surgery successful?" "Yes it was. I am now on meds to control what's now missing.." Quinton nodded as he checked his phone. "I have to go. I have to face the board now.." Terese went over to Quinton and hugged him. "I can remain mad at you, but only for a short time. I will be mad at you, but you helped my daughter and you helped me. Go.." Quinton smiled as he walked away. Quinton was standing outside the hospital when he was seen by security. "Dr Philips.. We will escort you inside.." Quinton sighed as he said "Do you have to? I'm not a criminal.." "Sorry Quinton. Rules are rules.." Quinton sighed again as he was lead in to the hospital. It'd been 3 months since Quinton was suspended and in that time the hospital had re-painted many parts, and Quinton looking around seeing new fixtures had been placed on lights and beds. "Oh fucking please..." said Quinton. "I'm gone and things get replaced? What magic is this?" he said. "It's called they have a budget." Quinton sighed and said "I was wasting that much money?" "You're a well. Your dabbling cost the hospital $400,000 each year. You being suspended put a quarter of that money back into the hospitall." as they neared the elevator, Quinton looked up and saw what he hadn't seen in years, the place running smoothly, nurses not running, and doctors talking to patients. The guard then said to Quinton. "An attitude change, is what this place needed if you ask me. You being gone let them do this.." as the elevator got to the 10th floor, the guards got out first and then Quinton. The guards walked Quinton to the boardroom. Quinton knocked on the door. "Come in.." Quinton opened the door and he walked in. The entire board was there, as well as head doctors and a few nurses. Quinton stood as Dr Rogers introduced the meeting. "Meeting number 300. Please be seated." Quinton sat down, and was sweating. "Dr Quinton Philips.. We recieved your mental health assessment, and your eye examination. You passed both with flying colours. What confuses me is that this has happened previously. It has to stop." "And I agree.." said Quinton. Quinton was holding his briefcase as he opened it he produced a letter, and 2 of his medical certificates. Quinton placed the letter on the table, as he passed his two certificates to the Head of Medicine. "I will no longer dabble. I cannot afford to." Dr Rogers rubbing his face, saying "Then it it settled. You will email out what you are no longer doing. And inform former and current patients. That.." Rogers looked at the certs and said "You will no longer by a general surgeon, who dabbles in neruology.", Karl then saying. "If that means you stay with only orthopaedic surgery. Quinton you face this board one more time on an issue such as this and you will be gone." Quinton then said "All I need to know. Is am I cleared for a return to work?" Rogers nodded "Yes you are. But you wont have patients. You are on light duties until you send out an apology and final notice you are giving up two other specialities of yours." Quinton nodded as he said "I walked in seeing how colourful it was in here. I can't afford the hospital any less to what I do now. I saw unison, I saw belief again. I want to be that.." "You can be that. But you will no longer have two other things on your mind." Quinton sat back down as he said. "I have nothing to lose anymore. Nothing to gain." Rogers then said "This meeting is over. Dr Philips is cleared for a return to work. Remember Philips, anymore screwups like this, and you are gone.." Quinton nodded as he picked up his briefcase, as he went to the door. Quinton walked out of the room and outside. Karl looking at the table and he said "Hey, what's this?" "Its the letter Quinton put on the table. Open it." Karl opened the letter and started reading it out loud..;

''​"My name is Dr Quinton Philips. I've come ot a decision. this one has been stirring me for years. But I no longer live back home in Begs. I live in Sebour. I've decided to no longer pursue my interest of neurology and general surgery, I brought in my certificates to the board, to show them I wanted to keep my job and I was serious. I had been doing 3 types of medical training for over 15 years, and I realised now how dangerous it really was to dabble in three bits of medicine. I am ending my general surgery treatments and I am ending my neurology treatments, and turning all focus back on the thing I wanted to do from the beginning, Orthopaedic Surgery. To make someone's life a little easier, to ease pain. That over the 3 months I was suspended for really put thing into perspective. It really did. I also want to apologise to the board of medicine, and everyone else I have worked with. and it is true, I was hired to do one thing, be that ortho surgeon I am paid to be, not a dabbler not a rebel, an ortho surgeon."''​ the letter ended.

"He did read what I wrote." said Karl.

​Sebour- Quinton's Heart Attack
Quinton was sitting in his office when Peggy walked in to the room and said "Old habits Quinton?" Quinton smiled and said "Old habits, you know, they kinda die hard.." Quinton stood up and hugged Peggy who hugged him in return. "You know for someone who 3 months ago almost died, you look great." Peggy chuckled and said "I heard what you did. You know.. I knew just so you know. I knew about the aneurysm, I was on medication for it for about 3 weeks, but I didn't know about the clot, so thank you.." "So I misdiagnosed you.. Didn't I?" She nodded and said "You diagnosed another patient, that's what they were discussing with me, they were needing a second opinion on another patient, but they already did a scan on the lady and it show nothing, when you came in and said TIA, I kept quiet because you were right. When you ordered the MRI that was for me." "Your brain lit up like a tree. You walked out of hospital a month after you had surgery and you returned to work within 3 months. You know not many people can say that you know" "I know." "I was watching, every day I walked past and saw you with a physio doing exercises every day. You made me proud you know." Quinton rubbed his face and said "So.." Peggy apologised and said "I'm sorry I didn't say who it was Quinton. You would've walked and did the surgery anyway.." "No.. Don't apologise. I found where I stood in the end. Like all doctors, Pegs. I got triple board certified and chose orthopaedics, neurology and emergency medicine,  I chose to do them and now..." Quinton rubbed his face again and said while breathing sharpely he said "And I am doing my best to make sure, no more screw ups happen." "Dr Dabble" Quinton chucked and said "Of course." Quinton rubbed his throat as Peggy said "Are you ok?" "Yeah, bit of indigestion. I'll be fine." Peggy was suspect and said. "I refuse to believe that. Come on, let's check you out." "Peggy I am fine.." "Quinton. Don't do this." Quinton said to Peggy "Don't. I need to be somewhere now. Go kick ass." Quinton gave Peggy a shoulder tap and walked away, "Common Quinton, you can't keep on doing this. Its your health mate." Peggy stood in the corridor confused and walked away. Quinton was in the bathroom when he was overcome by nausea and he vomited into the sink and he fell to a clump on the floor. Quinton tried to stand but he couldn't, Quinton was lying in pain as he grabbed his pager from his pocket and went through the names, he tried to get Karl but his hand released the pager. Quinton groaned and tried to stand again, as he stood he opened the door and as he looked at his pager he picked it up and sat down on a chair. Quinton was still holding his pager when he decided to page Karl. "Hey, you seen Quinton?" said Peggy, "No I haven't, why?" Karl put his hand up pausing the conversation. "He's paging me." "Should I come as well?" Karl nodded and said "Quick lets move." As the two ran to find Quinton, Quinton was feeling very dizzy, when Linda walked up to him. "Quinton, are you ok?" Quinton looked at Linda and his head was very sweaty. Linda got over to Quinton and felt his pulse, Linda yelled out "Can I get a bed over here please." a nurse brought a bed over as Karl and Peggy made it to Quinton. "His pulse is racing, we need to get him checked out." Quinton looked at Peggy and said "I'm so sorry Pegs.." Peggy held Quinton's shoulder as Karl held the other one. "No need. Lucky you're at a hospital." as they got Quinton onto the bed, they took him into a room to be checked. Outside the room Karl turned to Peggy and said "You sure you can do this Peggy?" Peggy nodded and said "Of course." Karl nodded as Peggy put gloves on and went into the room. Quinton had an oxgyen mask on and was struggling to talk. Quinton put his head on the pillow and passed out as Peggy, Karl and Linda were working on him. Quinton had his blood pressure, and heart rate taken. "He's blood pressure is through the roof." Quinton woke to a massive pain across his chest. Screaming in agony. "Quinton where's the pain? Tell me where it is." said Linda, Quinton pointed to his chest and said "My heart." Karl looked at Peggy who looked at Linda. Quinton put his head back and had medication put into a drip to stop his heart from having any more attacks. Karl pulled Peggy aside and said "Peggy, Quinton's in a bad way. I know he's your brother, but you need to decide." "Decided what Karl? He may be my brother, but I am a professional through and through." "I know that Peggy just like the rest of us." then all hell broke loose. Quinton's monitor went off. "He's crashing!" Karl and Peggy went over to Quinton and started compressions. Peggy was doing compressions when Karl reached for the paddles and gave them to Peggy. "Everybody Clear?" "Clear" a shock. Peggy did compressions again, Karl again passing her the paddles. "Clear!" "clear." another shock and another after that. Another 3 shocks until..a beep. Peggy saying as she rubbed her head "Welcome back." Peggy looked at Quinton and held his hand as Karl said "Peggy, he needs to go up to surgery now." "His heart wont take another arrest." "I know Peggy, we'll take good care of him.." Peggy said "I know it sounds rude, but I can't be the sister who does this.. It took a long time for him to contact me again. He may be my brother. But I can't do this.. Not again.." Peggy looked at Quinton before she with held her grip and she went outside. "She's right you know." said Linda. "I know she is, Quinton just basically rail-roaded her into brain surgery, after what happened. He wants a relationship with his sister, and from what I gathered they may be family but its another thing to actually do something like that." "She's a professional, let that as it may. We have to respect what she is doing." "I respect it. After everything he has done, I wouldn't want to know him either. She's worked so bloody hard for this." As the two stabilsed Quinton, they took him to surgery.

​Sebour- Peggy Blasts Quinton
Peggy was tending to a patient, "Now, when you get home, you need to get plenty of rest and if anything happens or if you feel ill you need to come back, don't be afraid to come and see me." and as she was done, she walked out of the room and closed the door. As she went up to ICU, she knew where she was going. Peggy stood outside Quinton's ICU room, and stared into it as a nurse was in the room, Karl walked past and stopped. "Looks like I know what you are about to do. You going to do what you do best, Peggy?" Peggy looked at Karl and said "It's time he knew you know." "He's 3 days post op and woke yesterday. He's stable but he's ok, all things considered.." "Well." "Peggy, careful on him you know." "I am what I am about to do." as the door opened the nurse walked out and nodded to Karl and she walked away. "Want me to stay out here?" said Karl. Peggy nodded and said "Yes, thanks.." Karl nodded and turned to the window. Peggy opened the door and closed it behind her. "Good morning.." said Peggy as she read the chart. "Pegs.." Continuing reading the chart said "Don't call me that Quinton." she put the chart back on the bed as Quinton looked at her. "You really gonna do this, Peggy? You really gonna do this to someone who just had heart surgery?" "Yes I am going to Quinton, because you need to hear this." "Seriously you are, Peggy common really?." Quinton took off his nasal prongs and sat them beside him. "Quinton. I can no longer be your sister. We are professionals and thats how I'd like to keep it." "What.. Why?" "You know why Quinton. You've been suspended already. And I am not prepared to give up my medical career for your mistakes. Quinton right now, you are recovering from from heart surgery, you've also already been shot, how well do you think these reflects on me?." "It shouldn't reflect on you at all, you know that.." "I also know the last time you contacted me, I was sitting my exam to become head of emergency medicine, you just started your teaching career. I always thought when you contacted me, I thought you were pathetic. I still think you are pathetic." "Excuse me?" "You know where I stand, Quinton look. For me, you've been nothing but trouble since you came here. You broke up Kari and John, ended up of course being shot, and now recovering from heart surgery, Quinton you are a dangerous person.." "Of course.." "Quinton from my stand point. You need to know, from now on, if we see each other from now on, you call me Dr Newton." Quinton lifted his brows and said "What? Peggy, please.." Peggy stood next to Quinton and said "Dr Newton to you, Dr Philips.." Quinton put his arms up and down as he said "Really thought this through huh?" "I am protecting myself Quinton. As of 10 minutes ago, I signed papers stating that I will treat you like any other doctor, or patient." "How does that work? Peggy, explain that." "It works for me Quinton. I can't stand that you, for one quit your job as a teacher, to join the police force, and when that didn't work out, you decided to go into medicine." "Peggy I did that because I needed another outlet. I was teaching at the time I was practising medicine." Peggy rolled her eyes and said "I know all about that. I also know about the years you spent behind bars. You were lucky to even make it on to the medical side of things. Quinton one fact I do know I that I spent 3 months wondering if I should've disowned you." "Sounds like you did when I moved here." Peggy scoffed and said "The only reason you moved here Quinton, is because Begs wasn't good enough for you anymore, you went to prison, you got released, and then Jen died, Quinton you've taken a beating of course, but you didn't have to come to Sebour, to prove how macho you are.." "I'm not being macho, Peggy, I came here because I needed a change." "Needed a change? Really? That's the excuse of half the people who live here. I was born here Quinton." "Don't pull that one Peggy." "No, Quinton I am pulling it. All you have done is cause trouble, and I am taking a stand. Look Quinton I love you as a brother, but that relationship is over, I'm sorry mate, but right now its Dr Newton and how long you work here it will be Dr Newton, you got that?". Quinton nodded and said "Of course. Dr Newton." Peggy walked over to Quinton and put on his nasal prongs. "Oh come on.." "Don't argue with me Quinton." Quinton then said "Look, I understand, I really do Peggy. I understand what you did that for." Peggy nodded as Quinton held out his hand and said "Colleagues." "Colleagues." the two shook hands and Peggy smiled at Quinton. Peggy walked over to the door and before she opened it Quinton said "Kick ass Dr Newton." "Thank you Dr Philips.." Peggy closed the door and Karl came over to her and hugged her. "Are you ok Peggy?" "Yes. I think I will be." she turned to look in the room and Quinton threw a plastic cup across the table. "What about him?" "He'll have to deal with it." Peggy smiled as Karl released his hug. Peggy walked away and Karl walked into the opposite direction.

​Sebour- Devastation In Sebour
As alarms were going off at the hospital, the waiting room as dark and non-urgent patients were told to leave and go to their GPs, nurses and doctors were preparing for the worst. Peggy was standing with the Head of Medicine, Dr Rogers who was talking and he said "We've recieved word that there's been an building collapse at the High School, there are people still trapped inside and we don't know how many people are trapped, but we need a surgeon to go down there with the Response Unit and help out paramedics, you might have to double up and help with search and rescue, prepare yourself, this is a tough situation." Quinton put his hand up and said "I'll go with the Response Unit. I've got trauma surgery experience and I've dealt with something similar back when I was a teacher." Rogers nodded and said "Go, get down there as fast as you can. Some patients have that 'Golden Hour', if you have to put them on the chopper dont waste time." Quinton nodded as he signalled the Response Unit to leave. "Good luck out there." Quinton nodded with a sombre look and said "You don't send your kid to school, to get the call, they wont be coming home.." Quinton walking outside the hospital and into the passenger seat of the MRU car. Quinton said "We gotta be careful in this situation, building collapses aren't that common, but they are a trap, any debris you see might have someone under it, so remember to say that you are friendly and you are a paramedic here to help. This is a tragic event and we need to be there for some of them." they all nodded. "You know how the scoring system goes. I hope to god we don't find someone with unsurvivable injuries." Quinton said sombrely. Back the hospital Peggy was talking with Linda "How does something like this happen. I mean that building is old, but its checked out every year. A building just doesn't collapse.." Linda said first. Peggy looked up and said "I don't know. But this isn't going to be easy, far from it, these are kids, teens, maybe teachers, I hope they find out what happened because this is not something anyone should have to go through.", Linda repiled with "We've moved all our patients out and to the other hospitals, we'll get cuts and bruises, breaks and crush injuries. We're preparing for the worst case and probably good ones as well." Peggy nodded and said "Good, good. Have we sent out pages to those at home? We're gonna need everyone we can get.." "We did that 10 minutes ago, I got phone calls coming in from registered blood donors as well. We're going to need that as well." Peggy nodded as she looked on at people running around her, people leaving and paramedics leaving as well, it was controlled chaos as Peggy went to her office to turn off the alarms so she could think. As the MRU car got to the school, there was police and paramedics everywhere, as well as ambulance helicopters and news choppers. The car pulled up as Quinton got out and went to the police officer in charge. Mark turned with a sad look on his face and said "You made it.." "Mark, what happened?" "Reports suggested that the floor gave out or something." "The building is made out of concrete how does that happen?" "From what our rescuers are saying it was water damage. A lot of it. It's taken out one side of the building. There are students still in that building along with staff." "What about Kari and John, did they get out?" "They got out fine. Kari rolled her ankle though, pretty bad sprain and John is fine, he was on the oval when this happened." "Any word on what it sounded like?" "Sounded like a crack of thunder, boom." Quinton reached over to a box on the table and grabbed a vest that said 'Medical, Search and Rescue', Mark said "You're not going in there are you? Its dangerous as and we barely have support structures on the building." Quinton looked around and saw the 3 other MRU medics checking out those hurt. "Damn right I'm going in there. Just gimme a minute and I'll talk to my crew first." Mark nodded as he turned to face the building, Quinton walked over to his team and said "You guys stay out here and checkout the wounded out here. I'm going in there to find anyone else." "Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean I was a medic in war zones, no one can survive being crushed by a building unless something is looking over them." Quinton nodded and said "I got this. I really do." "Got it." Quinton tapped him on the shoulder and went back over to Mark who said "I don't like the fact you want to go in there, but take a radio you'll need it." Mark passed Quinton a radio and said "We are frequency 20, make regular contact, or I wont send someone in there after you." Quinton nodded and put the radio on the collar of his shirt. Mark also gave Quinton 5 sets of gloves. "You'll need them. Dr Philips." Quinton put a pair on as he put the others in his pocket, Mark tapped Quinton on the shoulder and said "Good luck in there." As Quinton got to the bottom of the building he could see the devastation. "Oh fuck.." he said. He found a large enough opening and when through it and pushed some debris out of the way to make room for a big enough exit. Quinton looked through the debris and he helped someone out and said "Is anyone else here?" the student repiled and said "Someone upstairs is crying. I don't know which room.." Quinton nodded and said "Go, get checked out." Quinton continued on the bottom floor  "Can anyone hear me? I'm a doctor!" nothing. "Can anyone hear me! Yell out if you can." nothing again. Quinton saw an open door, with people in the room. Quinton went over and opened the door. The people scared and covered in dust. "Are you ok?" they nodded, one person holding his arm. "Let me look at that, it's ok. I'm a doctor. I work at the hospital." the boy pulled his sleeve up to show his elbow wasn't in the right place. Quinton said "You've dislocated your elbow, look I've made an opening you so can get out safely, follow that someone will take you to hospital. In fact you all need to get out of here." the boy said "can you pop it back in for me?" "I'm afraid without pain relief it would be to hard." "Please?" Quinton sighed and he said "I will, but you have to inform the paramedic it got popped back in alright. This will hurt a lot. I am sorry. If you all could leave and go see the paramedic or wait until I have popped it back in, that would be good." "I've read up on elbow dislocations. Nerve injury is high." Quinton looked at the boy and said "Yes, but it isn't common. Alot of elbow and arm injuries involve nerves." Quinton held the boy's arm and said "Get ready." Quinton pulled the elbow and heard a click the first time. The boy let out a scream, as Quinton got a jumper off the floor and secured his elbow to his torso. "Can you feel anything?" "Yes.. I felt that..thank you.." Quinton nodded and said "Now, go.." the boy left as Quinton left the room. Quinton made it upstairs after checking out the bottom floor. Quinton said "Is anyone here? Can you hear me?!" A faint 'yes' was heard and Quinton moved to find the person, he yelled again, another faint 'yes', Quinton jumped over a huge piece of concrete and saw a person, under a piece of metal. "Are you okay?" "I'm okay, this is on me, and I've been trying to get it off for the last ten minutes." Quinton looked at the metal and it was a round bar from a classroom. Quinton lifted the bar and helped the person up. "I've cleared a way out. Follow that cleared way and you should be fine, get checked out." the person nodded and left as Quinton kept moving. Quinton made his way to another classroom, which looked empty, but it wasn't. Quinton went in and saw a person trapped under table. Quinton moved to the table, over other debris. Quinton got to the person and he saw who it was. "Fuck.. Michelle! Michelle can you hear me?" Quinton lifted the table off Michelle and saw there was blood on her face. Quinton reached for his radio and said "Mark, can you hear me?" Mark responded "Loud and clear. What's the matter?" "I found someone. Bring up search and rescue with a defib. I'm starting CPR. over" Quinton started compressions as Mark responded. "Their on their way. who it is it Quinton?" Quinton pressed the button and said "It's Dangerfield." Quinton didn't press the button to end the conversation but yelled to Michelle. "22 years of teaching. You don't go out this way.." "Quinton, what floor are you on?" "The 3rd." Quinton turned his radio off to focus on the CPR. Quinton kept on doing it as he said "Common! Michelle, Common!" Quinton's arms were aching as he heard "Rescue service!" Quinton yelled out "In here!" the rescuers came into the room with a defib and Quinton continued CPR as the machine warmed. Quinton took the paddles and breathed heavily. ."Clear!" "Clear" a shock. "Clear!" 'Clear" another shock. Quinton put the paddles back on the machine and said "Charge 360" as he continued compressions. Quinton grabbed the paddles again and said "Clear!" "Clear." Quinton put the paddles down and was given a torch. "Pupils fixed and dilated.." said a rescuer.  "Time of death 13:33pm." said Quinton. As Quinton was helped up he said "You brought a board along with a big blanket?" they nodded as Quinton said "Don't let any of the students outside see the body or who it is.. They'll find out tonight. They don't need to see a dead body." Quinton handed back the torch and coughed as he helped them put Michelle on a board, they put the blanket over the body and strapped it down. Quinton radioing Mark. "Mark, were sending a body down. Bring an ambo to the bottom of the building, be discreet." "Sending one down now. I'm sorry Quinton.." "Don't be. She was a strong woman that's for sure. Nothing could stop her.." "How did you find her?" "Under a desk, with blood pouring out her mouth. We just couldn't get a rhythm, we tried for over 25 minutes..." Mark was silent as he said "Is the building clear now?" "I don't know. There is still another room to check." "No Quinton, you need to get out of there, that building is not safe.." "I'm staying, as much as I can help out." "Fine. But be careful." Mark's radio went off as Quinton turned to the rescuers, "Go, go." they went as Quinton got his phone out. He phoned Peggy. "Peggy Newton.." "Dr Newton.." "Quinton, I'm glad to hear your voice, are you ok?" "We're sending a fatality your way." "Oh no.." "It's Michelle Dangerfield, cardiac arrest, maybe internal injuries, this is going to be a tough one.. We tried so hard to get a heartbeat, we just couldn't get it." "I don't know what to say, I really don't.." "How are things going there?" "Hectic. As always in an event like this." as Quinton moved the floor cracked and Quinton's leg fell through it. "Ah fuck.." said Quinton. "Quinton, what happened? Are you ok.." "Yeah, fine..But this building isn't going to last much long.. My leg just went through the floor." Quinton pulled his leg out and felt a pop as he did. "Ahh.." he shouted. "Quinton.." "My knee popped itself in. I can't believe It just did that." "It popped out? Your kneecap popped out?" "And in again.. I have to get out of here." "Let me call it in for you.." "No, it's fine I can manage.." "Alright. But be careful." Quinton hung up and put his phone away. Quinton was in agony as he got up he used a rail for support. Quinton limped heavily to out of the classroom, were he went down stairs, in more pain. Quinton could see the ambulance taking Michelle's body away, as Quinton turned he lost balance and he regained his balance but not before was struck in the leg by a pole that was failling, Quinton managed to get the pole off his leg and he got up and limped to the exit, he stood aganist a wall, Quinton took off his gloves and put them in the bin next to him, and he took out the other pairs and put them into the bin as well.. At the hospital Peggy pulled Karl and the rest of the crew aside and said "There's been a fatality." "Oh god.." "No, it wasn't a student, it was a teacher. The building so far has been scouted through and debris moved. The one death is something to go by.." "Burst water pipes are no excuse. I hope they sack the idiot who didn't do his job.." said a doctor. Peggy said "Well I do as well. But we've still got people in shock here. Give them sedatives, and let the one's who are GCS 15 and green the go ahead to go home, we need to get some of these lucky people out and home, this is nothing compared to the dislocated elbow kid, or the major injuries., this is an accident that could of been avoided" Peggy said as she walked into her office. Quinton couldn't put any weight on his leg, as he saw to paramedics walking down. "Ah Quinton, are you ok?" shaking his head, "Nah I'm not. Did my knee, we need to get everyone got the building, all rescuers and searchers. We're not going to find anymore people in there. If so it will be when the entire building collapses.."  "Call it in and we'll take you up there as soon as you do." Quinton nodded as he said "It was a dislocated kneecap, I then lost balance coming down the stairs and injured it again." "No sign of fracture?" "Nah mate.." "Call it in.." Quinton grabbed his radio and said '''"Open frequency All units listen up please. Everyone inside the building please get out while you can, as I don't think there will be anymore people inside. I repeat evacuate the building and make it to the safe zone, this building is no longer safe and looks like it could collapse fully at any moment. I repeat all units out now'''." Quinton said as he looked down at the ground. the medics saying "Put your arms around our shoulders, we'll hold your leg." Quinton did that and as they walked out from underneath the building and to a safe spot, everyone was running out. as that happened a boom went across the air. The building fully collapsed as everyone looked on. "Holy fuck.." said Quinton. They finally reached the safe area and as Quinton saw Mark, Mark shook his head and said "Lucky you weren't in that.." "Yeah.. I know. I just hope no other person was in that building." Mark nodded and said "We had a chopper go over it with heat signatures, after you call for everyone to get out. We found none." paramedics still holding Quinton, when he said "I feel so dizzy right now.." Mark said "Are you okay?" Quinton shook his head as the paramedics called for a trolley, they put him on it and as they did, they splinted Quinton's leg and checked him over. Mark said to one of the MRU medics "Has he got concussion?" the MRU medic said "Check his heart rate, and his blood pressure." as he walked over to him. Mark went over to the police commander and started talking to him. "His heart rate is 110. and his blood pressure is 120/100, we need to get him hospital now." Quinton looked at the medics and said "Peggy's gonna love this.." the MRU medic putting an oxgyen mask on Quinton and said "Shut up for two minutes.", as Quinton was put into the back of the ambulance, the MRU medic called Peggy at the hospital. "Newton speaking." "Peggy, you have a guest coming to the ER, its Quinton.." "Am I not surprised?" "You might be, he has a heart rate of 110 and is blood pressure is 120/100." "Alright, what is the word there?" "We're coming back. All units got called out, building crumbled, nothing left." "Alright then, you guys come back as well." "Yep can do.." the phone hung up. In the emergency room Quinton was wheeled in and put into sub-acute after having scans done as soon as he went into the hospital. Quinton was put on a drip and was given drugs to control his blood pressure. Peggy came in with Quinton's scan results and said "No fracture or any other damage, from what the scans show me. You're very lucky, it could've been much worse..." as Karl and Linda watched Quinton raise his head he said "What else?" "You will be on crutches for a couple of weeks though and you will have physio on that knee." Quinton nodded and said "How's my BP." "Going back to normal slowly. You'll be in overnight."...

A couple of days after the school had collasped and Quinton was released from Hospital, Michelle's funeral was held, with Quinton speaking, he made his way up on crutches and a big knee brace. Quinton cleared his throat to talk.

''​"I worked with this woman for 22 years as a teacher and she always gave so much, to everyone. She gave up most of her free time helping students with work and helping feel like they were wanted in the school community, that is something I had admired about her. Michelle was one of a kind, and you cannot replace. She came to Sebour for a year to see how she could become a better principal, in my opinion, she didn't need to do that. And everyone who's met her could say they same. Rest in Peace Michelle, you've deserved it. Could everyone please stand and celebrate the life of Michelle Dangerfield." ''​ Everyone stood up and clapped, they celebrated her life.

Sebour- The Hostage Situation
It was Quinton's day off, so he decided to go into town and buy some food. Quinton was half-way through his shopping, when there was a blackout. Quinton looked around with everyone else and said "Oh that's great.." the power didn't come back on but a voice boomed in the distance. "Everyone on the floor now!" Quinton got on the floor, as the power came back on. Everyone in the store was shaking and quiet. A man with a handgun was walking around. "No body try anything funny, ya get me?" everyone nodded. Quinton crawlled to the freezer section and he had his phone on him, he dialed the police, Quinton whispered into the phone "I need police here at the Sebour Market, there's a guy with a gun!." as Quinton explained the gun boomed as people screamed, someone yelling out "oh my god, she's been shot in the head!", Quinton then said "I'm not hanging up, I'm putting the phone in my shirt. please hurry.", Quinton crawlled back to the main part. He saw the body lying on the ground. Quinton went over to the body and looked for any sign of life. "You there. get up." Quinton looked at the gunman and said "I'm a doctor mate. I work at the hospital" Quinton felt the woman's neck for a pulse, none she was dead. "Get up.. I said get up." Quinton slowly got up as the gunman grabbed Quinton's phone and smashed it on the ground. the gunman pushed Quinton to the ground and said "Move again, And you die." Quinton nodded as the gunman went around the store. As the news got out, the hospital was watching on. "Hey guys.." said Karl. "We have a hostage situation at Sebour Market." Karl said as he turned the TV on to a news anchor at the scene. "Yes, This situation started an hour ago and from what we know there are 100 people in this building. As the call was made one person has been shot and killed. Please stay with us as we continue to bring these events to light." as the situation rolled on Karl said to everyone at the hospital "Be ready for these hostages. We will take at least 20 of them the rest are going to the city.. We have no contact with the inside man who made that call. But they said they were a doctor. Please for the love of god be on guard, because we'll need blood. If any of you are on triage, ask if someone can donate blood we are going to need it.." As Karl and the group looked back at the tv there was another situation unfolding. "Police have confirmed all power to the building has been cut off and the backup lights are working. The police chopper is also using heat sensor to pick up where in the store the gunman is. As you can see.." As the news anchor turned around the gun man lined everyone up. The dead body on the ground was picked up by two scared hostages. The door was opened by the gun man and the two walked out with the body. The door immediately closed and the gunman looked for another victim. "Two people have come out the building. Oh god turn the camera back around!" It was to late the cameraman got the shot of the dead body. The two hostages were minorly hurt and had cuts and bruises. The two were talking to police as the gunman let off a series of shots they didn't hit anyone but this got everyone on edge. Quinton whispered to a person behind him "I don't want to die not today.." Quinton said this as the gun started kicking hostages in the back, Quinton was kicked harder than the rest of the hostages and his nose started bleeding. "Jesus.." The Gunman turned and said "Shut up Doctor Boy.". The police on the outside making plans to go through the frontdoor but they had to back track because of the people at the front. Quinton took a chance to grab his broken phone and place it under his armpit. He dialed a number outside. "Police who is it?" "Someone inside this building. People are hurt mate. People have cuts, bruises.." "Any gunshot wounds?" "No but you'd better do something soon or else someone's gonna be filled with bullets, put someone on the roof for all I care, please hurry..." Quinton hung up and threw his phone back over to where it was before. The Gunman turned around and looked at Quinont as Quinton looked up and around. "Who was that you just called?" Quinton was quiet. "I said who was it?" The gunman stood on Quinton's ankle and said "One more move from you and I kill you. I promise I fucking will!" as the gunman moved back to the entry, another news report came out "The police have gotten a second call from inside the building, everyone inside is hurt, cuts and bruises. Hospitals have been put on notice, just in case any hostages require more than just a couple of stitches." The gunman had again laced bullets around the room and this time he shot two people, the news camera capturing the moment. "Two people have just been shot inside Sebour Market I repeat two people have been shot!" The anchor said. The gunman found his next target, a 4 year old. "Stop crying sissy." The gunman brought the little kid to the windows as police watched on in horror. But before he pulled the trigger a voice boomed behind him "Don't you dare shoot an unarmed toddler. Shoot me instead." It was Quinton as he rose of the ground hands in the air, as Quinton rose every other hostage rose. The gunman held the gun to the childs head, and before he pulled the trigger he pushed the 4 year old outside and closed the door immediately. The gunman looked at his crowd, he pulled another child out of the line. Quinton with his hands up said "why here? Why now?" "Shut it." As Quinton swallowed hard he continued holding his hands up in the air as he walked over slowly to the 4 year old.. The gunman pulled no tricks, he fired his weapon, but the victim intended for it wasn't the toddler, a shout of "No!" Came from the crowd. Quinton leaped infront of the child and  who jumped infront of the bullet path. Quinton hit the ground, and landed heavily on his leg with a audible snap and was writhing in agony, Quinton screamed as he grabbed his stomach, as the gunman turned to face Quinton. Outside the police sniper lined up the shot to take out the gunman. "How nice.. A hero..." The gunman aimed his weapon to finish Quinton. "Aim. And fire." "Time to die hero.." As the gunman aimed at Quinton the bullet from the sniper hit the gunman in the neck, killing him instantly, the body fell to the ground. And the glass shattering everywhere, hostages were free, the police went over to them and helped them out of the building. The news anchor saying "Police have ended a 3 hour standoff with shooting down the lone gun man who took 100 people hostage here at Sebour Market. 20 people have been confirmed injured, that number set to rise, before police snipers took that shot that killed the gunman a man of shear lunacy took a bullet intended for a toddler. What we know is 1 person is dead and many people are being rushed to hospital. More of this story in full comprehension tonight at 6." The anchor cutting her story. The anchor took off her press pass as she walked into a car that took her to a place to donate blood. Quinton was bleeding from his gunshot wound and his broken leg he was still in agony, when a hostage came over to him, the hostage opened her handbag and put gloves on. "Dr Quinton. Rate the pain for me.." Quinton grunted as he took a look at the face. "Trish? Trish Meriweather? Is that you?" Trish nodded as Quinton said "How bad is it How bad is my leg?" Trish signalled paramedics and asked them to cut Quinton's pant suit, as they did Quinton's leg had a huge lump, confirming the broken leg. Trish apologised to Quinton as she had to lift Quinton's leg to place it in a leg brace, Quinton groaned as a paramedic gave him the 'green whistle', Quinton then said to Trish "How long have you been here? Trish.." Trish looked at Quinton as she grabbed a wad of padding, she said "I came to Sebour to find work at the hospital. I was here at the market to buy food." Trish looked at the medics, as police were in the Market helping take out the injured hostages. Trish continued "Nothing was happening back home, but I travel alot now. So it's ok." Quinton nodded as he was put on a spinal board and he was spinal precaution because of his neck injury a few years back. As Quinton was put into the back of the amublance, Trish tapped Quinton's arm and then took off her gloves and put them in the bin in the back of the ambulance. "Want to come with us mam?" Trish picked up her handbag and said "I think I'm done here." "Alright then.." Trish walked away and into the crowd. Quinton had an oxygen mask placed on his face as he was given pain relief, he felt his leg pounding. As the police containment crew started cleaning up the scene, the news crew had moved and went back to station. Back at the hospital the crew were at battlestations, with injured hostages. Some where released an hour later. Quinton's injuries were the worst. Linda was standing at the ambulance enterance. As the ambulance rolled into the bay, Linda helped open the door as her jaw dropped. "Is that Quinton?" the medics nodded as she said "Gimme a round down, lets go." As they rolled inside, the medics began their assessment. "56 year old male, apart of the Sebour Market hostage taking, shot in the abdomen, bleeding is ongoing, its been padded, his left leg is possibly broken." Karl turned around to take a look. "Jesus christ. That's Quinton!" the medic responding "Considering, there was 100 people in that bulding and one person died, he has the worst of it." Karl then said "How is everyone else? You guys had to watch it.." "We'll be fine. Its the hostages. They'll need help. That Gunman was kicking people and stuff. The grazes from bullets..Mate. 40 people are in hospital now. One had a angina attack, another had a dislocated shoulder. Those people were lucky. There was blood everywhere." The medics nodded and left as Quinton was taken to x-ray, the bullet was lodged deep in his abdomen and his leg was broken. Quinton was still in emergency, because they couldn't send him straight up to surgery, they instead reset Quinton's leg. 20 minutes later Quinton was having surgery to remove the bullet, Linda watching over the surgery, with the rest of the hospital staff watching on and Trish standing in scrubs in the operating room. "Who is that woman?" said Linda, "that is Trish Meriweather. According to her file, she's a former science teacher turned nurse. Has 20 years experience in both." As the surgeon was talking during the surgery one of the nurses asked. "What happens next?" said a nurse. "What happens after surgery?" "He'll be in ICU for a couple of days, we wait and see. We watch his leg and watch for infection, his bullet wound for infection as well. Bullet wounds can be hell..This recovery will be hell." After surgery finished Quinton was put into ICU, but he was breathing on his own so he wasn't put on a breathing machine. That night Quinton was watching the news with the hospital team. The news break came on with the news anchor starting the story:

''​"One person dead and 40 people have injured during a hostage situation in the quiet town of Sebour. The situation lasted 3 hours, and ended after a police sniper took out the gunman who has been identifed as Roger Galloway, took 100 people hostage and shot one person in cold blood. The most serious injury was a broken leg and gunshot to the stomach. Officers have said this incident will likely never happen again. The police's response to the hostage situation was this." (Cuts to an officer) "We had to be careful with this type of event. We called in a sniper so late because if he had taken a hostage to the front of the store, and if the sniper were to miss and get a hostage we'd be dealing with two dead people. This event is horrific in everyway, but we are investigating motive and means, but we need to speak with a few hostages and we have word one is in surgery we will speak to him and hopefully have a definitive answer.. ." ''

​​The report ended and Quinton turned off the TV.

Everyone else walked out, and Trish walked in and saw Quinton. "How you feeling Hero?" Quinton rolled his eyes and said "Don't call me that. Trish don't.." Trish looked at Quinton's chart and said "You did what you had to you know." "Trish, why did you come to Sebour? Why did you leave Begs?" Trish looked up and said "I still live there. 6 months here, 6 months there." Trish looked at Quinton's chart again and said "They've put you on some good meds mate." Quinton sighed and said "How was surgery how'd it go?" "You were shot in the stomach, the bullet was lodged inbetween the liver and gall bladder. Your leg fracture was displaced and was pinned and plated. Broken tibia." Quinton put his head on the bed and his hand to his face. "Fuck" he said out loud. Trish put down the chart and walked over to him and said "You saved a life today Quinton. It's okay if you want to cry." Quinton looked at his stomach, white padding and a drain was sticking out. Quinton put his head back onto the pillow and said sarcastically "Yeah I saved I life, and almost killed myself in the process, yeah I am so brave. I crawalled to a dead body, got pushed to the ground and got shot. Brave.." Trish sat down next to Quinton and said "No need to be sarcastic." Quinton turned with tears in his eyes said "Trish, I missed talking to you. You know..Fucking hell. after Jen died you were a person I could turn to. Since I moved here, I've had no one like you.." Quinton got a little aggrivated and said "This is all I get.." he lifted his leg up and grunted as he said "A broken leg and a gunshot wound." Trish helped put Quinton's leg down and said "You're lucky.. You've been here 5-6 years and already been shot once. Quinton you're going to have to put this behind you." "For fuck sake, Trish, this dude had a gun and he pointed it to a 4 year old kid." Trish put her hand on Quinton's and squeazed it. "It was a split second decision, and in the end, I;m in ICU, with nasal prongs and not a tube down my throat.." Quinton took his hand back and said "Welcome to Sebour Trish.." Trish smiled as Quinton chuckled. "Welcome to ICU Quinton." Quinton put his head on the pillow.

Sebour- Quinton's Cancer Diagnosis
It was 2 weeks since Quinton got shot and has his interview spread across TV land. Quinton was released from hospital the following week and was told to come back if anything was going wrong. Quinton was sitting at home eating a sandwich when a sea of nausea overcame him. Quinton couldnt rush to the toilet so he hobbled to the sink and grabbed the side. Quinton vomited into the sink twice. He noticed one thing that should be in vomit and thats blood. "Oh god.." he said as he lifted his head out of the sink. Quinton reached for his phone and called for an ambulance. "I know it may possibly be nothing, But I was overcome by nausea, and I vomited into the sink and there was blood in it." "We are sending out an ambo now. What is your name?" "Quinton. Quinton Philips." Quinton proceeded to vomit into the sink again, more blood. "Dr Philips.. Do you know if it is from your bullet wound or your leg?" "No.. this is different. Different bad.." Quinton looked at his arms, his vein in his right arm was lifted up to the surface. "Dr Philips I'm sorry to say this but that ambo has been redirected to a medical emergency, please stay on the line and I'll contact someone to come and get you.." Quinton said "Don't bother..I know someone.." Quinton said thank you and hung up. Quinton re-dialed and called Karl. "Karl, it's me Quinton. I need you to come and get me." Karl saying "Something wrong Quinton?" "very.. please Karl, I was just overcome by nausea and have vomited 3 times already, with blood in it." "On my way.." Quinton hung up. Quinton was then overcome by pain coming from his broken leg. "Ah! Jesus.." His leg was in a moonboot and he was on crutches, Quinton crawalled over to his crutches and attempted to stand, but he could not, so he decided to lay on the lounge with his injured leg off to the side. 5 minutes later Karl was there with a nurse. "Quinton.. Are you in there?" he said as he knocked on the door. "Yes I am!" Karl opened the door, him and the nurse came in and went over to Quinton. Karl saw Quinton's raised veins and said "Is that normal for you?" "No it's not..This nausea thing isn't either.." "Have you been taking pain relief since you've been shot?" "No I haven't been in any pain. The last one I took was 4 days ago." The nurse checking Quinton's heart rate "his BP is high, and his heart rate is 110." "Christ..this isn't good. Did you call an ambulance?" "Yeah I did and then they said all of them were out or on an actual emergency.." Quinton said snidely. The nurse said "We need to take you in for a blood test. Whatever this is it is not an infection." "Susie, you think?" "Think what?" "That is.." "Don't even say the 'C' word. It's probably not." Quinton completely missing the conversation said "Help me to the car.." They both nodded as they helped Quinton into Karl's car. As the two got into the car, Quinton wasn't well. The nurse got into the back with Quinton and felt his pulse. "His pulse is racing. You need to step on it Karl." the nurse took out her phone and called the hospital. "Hey, I need a bed waiting outside for me. We're bringing in Quinton. No not related to the gunshot or to his leg. His pulse is racing, and his heart rate is now 110. Thank you." she hung up as she undid Quinton's shirt to help release heat. As they pulled into the hospital, there was a team waiting for them. As Karl got out of the car and opened the door, Quinton was in a pool of sweat. They got Quinton out of the car helped him on to a gurney. They rushed into the Emergency Room. Quinton was put on a drip, and blood was drawn to give him a diagnosis. Karl was talking to Linda as they were reading Quinton's test results who said "I was afraid of this. If we had to give such a brave man a diagnosis like this.." Linda nodded and said "It's what we're in medicine for. His x-ray is clear and the angio we did,showed no new damage. He is a fighter but this fight is going to test him for sure. Take him to a quiet room and we will give him this diagnosis." "What if its wrong?" said Karl. "We deal with it with him." said Linda. Quinton was in his room talking to Kari when Karl knocked on the door. "Come in." said Quinton. Who was laying in a bed with a drip and his leg elevated. Karl's face was sombre and Quinton saw the look as bad news. "It's bad news isn't it?" Karl nodded and said "Your bloodwork came back.." Karl paused before he continued. "Quinton, you have stage II leukemia.." Quinton's eye's widended as he said "Blood cancer? I have blood cancer?" "These results show its been around for a while. For at least 3 months." Quinton then said "I haven't felt the symptoms of this, until today. What happened?" "We are assuming, because you had to have a blood transfusion with surgery, it cleared some bad blood out. But right now. You will need to undergo treatment right away." "But what about the gun wound the broken leg?" Karl nodded and said "You can begin pill form treatment, because radiation right now is not an option. But you must be aware.." "That I can and will lose my appetite, hair and get depression. I am well aware of the outcome. I will not let this get me down. now, if you can IV treatment I can take that." Karl disagreed. "We would, but with the possiblity of infection from the stitches and the leg, we cannot do IV treatment for 3 months." Quinton put his head down as he said "Gimme the pills, I'll fight this. You watch me.."

​Sebour- Quinton's Controvserial Storyline
Quinton was drinking at the local bar when he felt a tap on his shoulder, the tap was from Karl. "Oh Karl, it's you." Karl sat next to Quinton and said "You've been here an awful lot lately Quinton. You know you ought to be careful." Quinton took a sip of his drink and said "And do what?" Karl rolled his eyes as he said "Remember what you told me? You said you spent 2 years in federal jail for assault charges. Quinton.. Listen...Not many doctors ever return to medicine after being put in jail. But I guess you came from a weird part of the country.." Quinton laughed as he ordered another drink. Karl looked Quinton in the eyes and said "Quinton, your sloshed." Quinton got his next drink as Karl said that. Quinton skolled his next drink down and he stood up groggy. "Need a lift Dr Drunk?" said Karl. Quinton said "No thanks. I'm walking.." Karl looked at Quinton but he knew he wasn't winning anythnig. "Goodnight Quinton.." "Bye Karl.." As Quinton left the bar, he walked to what he thought was his house. But it was Terese's. Quinton knocked on the door. The door opened as Terese said "Quinton, it is 10:30.. what are you doing?" "So..This isn't my house?" Terese rolled her eyes and said "If you didn't get so sloshed you wouldn't have missed a taxi to go home. But I can't send you home, not like this.. come in and sit down.." As Terese led Quinton inside, Terese closed the door. Quinton sat next to the kitchen table and he spotted a bottle of wine on the table. "Quinton, this drinking of yours has gotten out of control you know." as Terese grabbed the wine off the table, she put the wine in the cupboard. Quinton reached for the bottle that was under the table. Terese sighed as Quinton started drinking a bottle. As Quinton finished the bottle he walked over to the kitchen. Terese was standing on the other side of the kitchen island as Quinton said "I have heard alot today about drinking. I've heard enough." Quinton grabbed the bottle he had and smashed it on the island. Terese ducking in time to avoid the shatter of glass, but one bit cut her lip and chin, but she didn't feel it. Terese looked up as Quinton said "Now.. If its real, I wont do what a lot of other people due during the day..." Quinton heard the door knock, but ignored it as Terese stood in the corner feeling her lip. "Quinton, calm down please. Its 10 in the morning and I have a meeting soon. You need to go." "I thought it was night?" "Like you always do you idiot. You need to leave." Quinton walked up to Terese, Quinton was smaller then Terese but he cut an imposing figure. As another knock at the door happened. A scuffle between Quinton and Terese happened. Terese was on the floor and Quinton stood over her. Quinton dropped to his knees as another bang on the door. "Terese. It's me Officer Michaels. I'm coming in." Quinton looked at the door as the handle moved. Quinton looked at Terese with a sad look on his face.. "What have I done.." he said as he got up and scrambled into the laundry and made his getaway. Mark got the door open, as he looked around he saw Terese laying on the floor. "Jesus Christ.." Mark went over to Terese and saw she was concious but grabbing at her ribs. Mark grabbed his radio and said into it "I need an ambulance here at 22 Sebour st now! Please also send a police car as well." "Copy that. Ambo's on its way." said the radio back. Mark kneeled next to Terese and said "Who did this to you Terese? What happened?" Terese coughed and said "Quinton.. It was Quinton..." "Quinton...but why?" "Mark...He's been drinking... He's dangerous..." Mark took out a tissue and held it on Terese's chin. "Why did he come here?" "Because he thought it was his house." Terese grunted in pain. "On a scale of 1-10 how bad is the pain?" Terese grunted as she held Mark's hand. "Right now.. Its about a 5ish. But my ribs are killing me.." Mark still holding his radio said. "Radio 1 to the station, Radio 1 to station over." "Station clear. What is it radio 1?" "I want APB put on Dr Quinton Philips, all officers." "Radio 1, why officer Philips?" "I'm on the scene of an assault. The victim here is Mrs Hills, be aware his is drunk and already has alcohol issues." "Copy that. APB will be put out immediately. Over." Mark looked at Terese and said "Terese." "Mark.. When they find him what happens?" "He'll be charged with assault, and evade police. Terese, knowing Quinton's past with alcohol, he'll get a light sentence, if any.." Terese took in a big breath and said "That's garbage. But that isn't an excuse." "No its not. But I'm sure, if I get my hands on him..." As Mark said that Terese was in so much pain that she finally passed out, just as paramedics entered the house. As Mark was helping them put Terese on the gurney, the police radio went off. 'Attention all units, an ABP on Quinton Philips is active, please be warned he may get violent due to alcohol use. His current whereabouts are unknown, medics are on site for an assault regarding Philips. He is to be arrested and brought to the station. I repeat arrested and brought in.'.. Paramedic Barry a friend of Quinton's said "I'd like to punch him out one day. Since he left Begs, he's been nothing but a dickhead. Do what you have to Mark.." As the paramedics took Terese away, Mark was standing outside the house when Karl ran over to him. "Mark, is that Terese in there?" "Yes it is. Terese said Quinton got violent because he was drunk." Karl looked and said "I need to get to the hospital. I need to inform the board of this. Where is Quinton?" "On the run. The coward is on the run.." "I gotta go.." said Karl as Mark got into his police car. As Karl got into the hospital he ran to the elevator. Karl got to the Board floor and he rushed into a board meeting. "I'm sorry to rush in like this. But Quinton's on the run.." said Karl. "On the run? What do you mean, what happened?" said Dr Tryal. "He had a scuffle. Someone is being brought in.." "Assault? He assaulted someone? Good grief.." said Tryal. "Who was it?" "It was Terese." as the head of medicine Dr Rogers rubbed his temples he said "Quinton's on his last legs here. What do we do legally? Can we sack him?" "No. Even though he was drunk, he can still be helped.." "Helped? Karl.. Helped? He spent two years in FEDERAL PRISION for assault. Most doctors who go to jail never practice again. This is wrong and immoral. We need to do something.." Tryal repiled with "Suspend him again. He has so much to lose now. He's always had something to lose. He'll get sent to a facuilty to Combat Alcohol Abuse, I know that. But suspension again? I dont know how many times we can do that." Rogers repiled with "Well. As of Now. When he gets charged he comes here. And we suspend him indefinetly.", as they agreed, a police officer came in and said "Sorry for the intrusion, but your assault patient is here. She passed out 10 minutes ago and only woke up just then. She has given us her version of events. It was unprovoked because he was intoxicated. An All Points Bulletin went out an hour ago. This bloke is running, and I dont know what from." "Running because he's Dr Coward. Has been since he started working here. This isn't what we're about. For fuck sake this is a mess." "I understand. I have to go. the APB still stands. If he shows up.." "I'll punch him. I honest to God. Will punch him.." "Then you'd get charged.." "Hey. I would tackle him to the ground first.." the officer left the room as Karl said "I really hope he turns himself in. Because he's currently suspended as of now.." Karl walked out of the room and back down to the ER. Back where Mark was he was looking around for Quinton, Quinton was no where to be found. But where was Quinton? He was walking along a road that was used to get out of town,but he had second thoughts. Quinton looked to see if a car would stop and they wouldn't. Quinton was making his way back into town before Mark spotted him, Mark called it in. "This is radio 1 to station regarding ABP, I have found the suspect walking along the highway. Arresting now.." "Radio 1 copy." "I have found the suspect of the ABP, walking along the highway. Clear to arrest?" "Radio 1, clear." as Mark put down his radio the radio went off with 'ABP, officer is making an arrest, ABP clear over.'.. Mark stopped the car and held his gun in the air. "Freeze Quinton!" Quinton turned and faced Mark. "Down on the ground, now!" Quinton dropped to his knees and had his hands in the air. Mark walked over to Quinton and handcuffed him, and put his gun back in the holster. "Quinton you are under arrest." "Aren't you gonna read me my rights." as Mark picked Quinton up off the ground. "You dont deserve get rights." opening the car door Mark shoved Quinton into the car. Mark took his radio and said "This is Officer Mark Michaels. Suspect has been arrested. I repeat I am on my way to the station with arrested suspect." "Copy that, thank you officer Michaels.", Mark started the car and he drove Quinton to the station. Mark pulled up in the carpark. He got out of the car and opened the door to get Quinton out of the car. There was a crowd in the marquee where the station was, "Move it Quinton.." "But they're staring." "People do that. Now move." Quinton moved as Mark had another officer help bring him in. Quinton was placed into a holding cell, as Mark and the others made a choice about his court hearing. Mark stared at Quinton as he was sitting in his cell. Quinton stood up and said "What happened Mark? How is Terese?" "You hurt her Quinton. And you know that you shouldn't drink. You hurt her. You hurt Her." "You said that." Mark then yelled to Quinton. "It bears repeating Quinton! You hurt her!", "Mark please.." "Don't you Mark me.." Mark turned around and said "Charge him." "Officer Michaels, you can't do that without an interview from the suspect." said the commander of the station. "Sir. If I can be frank, he shouldn't get one. He lost that right when he struck a woman than ran to evade police! He spent 5 hours on the run. This scumbag should be facing court tonight." Mark faced Quinton as the commander said "Fine. Have it your way Officer Michaels. This time it's yours. I will contact the judge and have a session ready by this evening.." the commander walked away as Mark took one more look at Quinton and said."You could end up in jail again Quinton. You could lose everything." "I've not much to fight for anymore.." Mark turned his back as Quinton sat back down.. A couple of hours later Quinton was facing a judge and a court of peers. the judge was furious at Quinton's actions and said;

​"There is never an excuse for what you did today Quinton. This town see's you as a mentor, a friend, their doctor in a time of need. I have a letter here from the hospital board of adminstraition you are to be suspended until further notice, and I for one agree with that statement. this is a crime henious and unforgiving. You a man of your calibure left a person in agony and ran. You the last time you faced court had a more lenient judge. Tonight I refuse to believe anything you say. You have a history of alcohol abuse, to me that should be a first in anything anyone shows me first. I have seen many cases like this. I have a medical report showing me you are competent, yet fail to see what lies ahead of you. Tonight is the night you find out your future."

​as the hearing went on, Quinton swallowed his pride and nodded with everything else.The judge took 3 hours to come up with a verdict. As The judge took a phone call from Karl at the hospital who updated him on the case.

''​"Tonight this jury will not decide your future. I will. Quinton I in all my years of residing a court never made this decision so freely. I feel you aren't a danger to the community but to yourself moreoever, a previous charge of assault. the phone call I recieved just then was from the hospital giving me an update. As of this moment Quinton,, you are suspended from practising medicine indefinitely. That isn't the only thing you are losing tonight Dr Philips. Tonight. This court sentences you to a year in a Physiatric Facility Combating Alcohol Abuse (PFCAA). There you will undergo treatment. Whilst you deserve to rot in jail for what you have done, I believe you can be treated effectively. You failed to listen to everyone else today. So do this and you will be considered to a return to medicine. Because someone like you can do very badly in prison, and I have read your record, you spent two in confinement and said it was the best two years of your life. Normal people would never say that, but this is Dr Philips we are talking about. This stands."''

​​The gavel banged and Quinton was taken from the stands to a waiting police car. Quinton was taken to the PFCAA.

Quinton didn't speak for weeks. It caused the assessers to wonder if Quinton was scared to talk about what happened. Quinton finally spoke. "I hurt her. I hurt her. I was never told the damage I did but I hurt her. I can never forgive myself for that. I promised when I got out of prison last time I would give up drinking, something here set me off to drink. I didn't want to be that person who hurt good people..." As Quinton spoke to the nurse. the nurse replied with "Quinton, that night she was brought it she was in pain, she injured some ribs and had a bruised liver. She spent 2 nights in hospital." "How do you know that?" "I was a nurse on duty that night. Quinton if I was on duty that night.  I have never seen anyone in so much pain. Quinton you were drunk yes that isn't an excuse, but here you have a second chance.."

As Quinton's treatment continued, he made strides and had made a commitment to talk about his problems with alcohol. He also wrote a letter to Terese and apologised for his actions, he got a nurse to send it to Sebour, as the PFCAA was located in the Queensland outback. Terese was with Karl when she read the letter.

​"Dear Terese, I am undergoing official treatment to beat my alcohol addiction. I wanted to apologise via a letter since I cannot call you from the outback PFCAA facilites. I know this letter isn't a true apology but I never meant to hurt you, its the only thing I think about now, that I hurt you. I apologise profusely, and you have every right to remain angry and you have every right to hate me. I wanted to write this letter because I needed to do so. -Quinton.."

​Terese finished reading the letter and she ripped it up and said "If he wants to apologise he will have to face me and say it."

Quinton a year later was released from PFCAA and intergrated back into the town. He spoke at events at schools, whilst he was still suspended from medicine.

Sebour- Quinton Fronts the board (again)
As Quinton was standing outside the hospital full suit and all he was met by 2 security guards. "Dr Philips?" Quinton nodded and said "Yes." "Follow us." Quinton walked with the guards, they took him via the stairs. They stopped Quinton in the stairwell before opening the door to the 10th floor. "Listen Philips. I overheard them say this is your last chance. Mess up again and you will be sacked. And if you mess up again, you will going back to teaching or whatever it was before you arrived here." Quinton nodded and said "This time I'm not breaking anymore rules. I take this chance now." The guard nodded as he opened the door and led Quinton to the boardroom door. Quinton was sweating and he knew this time he had to pull his head in. As Quinton opened the door, Rogers, Tryal and Karl were sitting at the desk all with their arms folded. "Take a seat Dr Philips.." said Rogers. Quinton sat down, and heard the board discuss his situation. "Dr Philips this is your second time facing this board in 3 years.we have every right to get rid of you. For one, you have a history, and its not a good history. We have deliberated in the last year to get rid of you. But something else always comes up as we discussed it. You are a hell of a doctor mate. Ever since you gave up practising 3 trades in medicine you have been wonderful. You are dedicated, you are honest and yet you decided to almost throw your career away. And it stuns me, how many doctors make back into medicine after spending time in a Mental Facility and or jail. It also stuns me, since you  came from a small town its harder for them to understand how a bigger hospital works. We aren't like Begs or Snowy Region.." Quinton nodded as Rogers continued. "In 32 years of my practicsing medicine, I have seen many a doctor be forced to give up careers. But you, Quinton have been one of the few to put the patient first, and give them what they needed. This hospital needs you Quinton and by God, you have shown us from all the things you did during your time giving speechs about the effects of alcohol and how it can be bad for you.." Tryal interjected. "What he is saying Quinton, whilst an assault charge is the worst thing doctor can face, you faced it twice.." Karl scoffed and said "He's been here twice? You're going to let him back into medicine? He went to the middle of nowhere for a year and swore to a court he'd lay off alcohol. He's talked about change, but will he change? Will he do what he needs to.. If he wants to re-gained respect he lost. He better bloody start showing it." Karl had enough and stood up. "Because this is the big leagues, if he hurts someone else he could kill them. It's time to pull your head out Quinton.." Karl walked over to the door and walked out of the room slamming the door shut. Tryal turned and said "He is right Quinton. Very right.. Now you need to earn that respect back with what you have lost and you now must do what you have to. But one more incident Quinton and you are gone.. Do you understand." Quinton nodded and said "I understand. Fully." Rogers nodded and looked to Tryal and said "Since Karl walked out, you are on probabtion for 3 months. No incidents. Now get out." Quinton nodded and walked out of the boardroom. When he got into the elevator he was stopped by Karl. "Listen here, Dr Drunkarse. I don't care what they saw. Mate you are a great doctor. but you need to tone down the good guy act. A lot of people are going to be angry a year after you attacked someone you're being cleared for a return to work. Probbie or not, understand this, I will drag you out of here the next time you do something wrong. got it?" Quinton looked at Karl and said "I got it. Understood. Look mate I am done with that crap. My days are over.." Quinton over the next couple of months pushed himself to do better at his job and he made sure he was doing everything right now, he gave up alcohol entirely and he gave to the community. He apologised to the community for his actions and he said he would earn their respect back.

Sebour- Terese's Misfortune
Quinton was in his office reading up on a few cases, when he heard a knock at the door. "Come in.." it was a nurse. Quinton looked up and said "Can I help you?" "Dr Philips, a lady has been brought in. She has suffered a patellar dislocation." The nurse walked over to Quinton and gave him the x-rays. Quinton looked at the folder and said "These aren't reduction x-rays are they?" "No.. They are not. ER doctors tried to relocate the joint, but to no avail, it didn't even go back in itself." Quinton looking at the x-ray said "How old is this woman?" "Middle-aged." Quinton said as he put the x-ray down and stood up. "I know her don't I?" The nurse nodded and said "It's Mrs Hills, she was walking and the next thing she knew her knee-cap was lateral and she was on the ground." Quinton rubbed his beard as he said "There aren't any other Ortho's are there?" "No. They are all out on a surgical run. They'll be back tomorrow.." Quinton picked up the x-ray and said "Lets go.." as Quinton and the nurse walked to the room Terese was in, Karl said "Guys. Look at the MRI we did." "You did an MRI on a dislocation patient?" Karl held up the MRI and said "The MPFL is gone. I'm not surprised." Quinton grabbed it and said "Jesus. She's done the entire lot here. The kneecap went, and there is a bone bruise which indicates something has broken." "Quinton, you're not going to send her in for surgery are you?" Quinton nodded as he said "She has a career on her feet. What do you want me to do? Leave her in agony?" the nurse said under her breath "hasn't stopped you before..", Quinton snidely said "I heard that. Look we don't fix it and she'll end up with a knee replacment. We can avoid that." Quinton gave the MRI back to Karl and went into Terese's room. Terese was on her side as she looked and said "Oh wonderful. You Quinton." "You to Terese you to.." Quinton looked at Terese's knee and said "How did this happen?" "I was coming out of the building and I felt my leg go. It felt like someone hit me with a bat, and I looked down and saw my knee in the opposite direction. The fetal position was the only one I could get into." Quinton nodded and said "Did you try popping it back in?" "an ER doctor tried, but he said the muscles were to taught." Quinton pointed to the nurse. "Help me turn Terese forward." as Quinton and the nurse put Terese into a forward position, it was clear how bad it was. "Oh my god.." said the nurse. "Nasty injury this is.." said Quinton. Quinton said to Terese "This is going to hurt Terese.I'm sorry." Quinton looked to Karl and said "Turn that oxygen up and give her that green whislte. This is gonna hurt being put back in." Karl gave Terese the green whistle as Quinton lifted Terese's leg, Quinton used a technique he used often. As he lifted the leg up he put pressure on the knee. Quinton said "Now breathe in." As Terese breathed and out Quinton relocated the knee to the sound of a dull pop. Terese let out a little noise and Karl put the oxygen mask on her. "Nurse, the brace please." the nurse passed Quinton a brace and he put it on the leg and said "Now look Terese. I would normally release you thats injury protocol. But your scans showed show much damage. I have to book you in for surgery." "Are you serious?" Quinton held Terese's x-rays and said "Normally when I pop a knee back in I don't hear a crunch noise. The crunch noise is the condyle being injured as it gets put back into place." Quinton then points to bone chips around the knee. "And this up here, these are bone chips, they aren't supposed to be there." Quinton stopped as he second guessed himself. "I don't believe it.." "What?" said Karl. "Impossible.." Quinton looked at Terese's knee and said "She's got patella alta. She's done her tendon as well." Karl looked as well. Quinton grabbed the rooms phone and said "Philips. Book me an operating room please. Thank you. be up in 20 minutes." Quinton said "Far out. You got the entire bridage. Look we're going to look at it and fix whatever is there." "Quinton. That could be up to 6 months recovery." "I know. It's something that needs to be done needs to be fixed.." Karl and the nurse prepped Terese as Quinton was also talking to her. "Terese, I know this is the last think you want. But you gotta know this. If you need anything during rehab, don't hesitate to call me." "I doubt she'll be doing that.." said the nurse. "Thank you Nurse Buzzjoy. But you seem to forget I was in sports for 5 years, and I broke both ankles, fingers, toes. And the dreaded ACL.." the nurse nodded and said "Look I'm sorry, but how can you and her... Be ok with you doing surgery.." Terese looked up and said "I may be angry at him, for what he did, but you sometimes have to move on.Not forgive but move on." "Alright then.." said the nurse. Quinton held his tongue and walked outside the room. He read the xrays and MRI again. He did so as Karl walked to stand next to him. Quinton looked and said "these scans show she's done so much damage. Karl, we need to take her up to surgery, if we repair it we might be able to get her moving again. That'll be the hard part. She has a long road to face, and I hope she isn't going this alone." Karl put his hand on his shoulder and said "She's got Paul mate. She's going to be fine mate.." Quinton nodded as he went upstairs to prep for surgery. As Karl wasn't a surgeon, Quinton invited him into surgery to see how it was going to go down. Quinton started the operation and as it went on Quinton could see the damage for itself. "This is the worst knee injury I have ever seen.." "What's she done Quinton?" "Too much." Quinton demanded quiet as he worked to fix her knee. Quinton in the 4th hour of surgery, finally said "Bone chips removed, MPFL repaired. patella tendon fixed. What has happened here was a knee reconstruction. I've repaired everythiing the best I could.." "What happens now?" said Karl. "We take her to recovery. She'll spend a month on crutches and begin recovery." as Quinton finished up, he walked out of the operation room into the wash room. Quinton took off his gloves and gown, as well as his mask. Quinton washed his hands as Karl was watching. Quinton walked out and into the recovery room, where Terese was awake and talking. Quinton walked over to Terese and said "Terese, you had one of the worst knee injuries I have operated on.. You had an MPFL reconstruction, bone chips removed and the tendon reattached. We repaired it to the best of our ability." Terese nodded and said "How long is recovery." "Depending on how well you heal it could be as long as 6-7 months." Terese nodded and said "I'm ready for anything."

​Sebour- Pepper in ICU
As Terese was wheeled into ICU, Karl was watching over Pepper. "I've never seen anything like this before..." said Terese. "Terese. She is stable, and doing better than we expected after heart surgery. In the next couple of hours if she improves, we will take out the oxygen tube." Terese put her hand on Pepper's and said "You're a strong young lady. You can do this. You can make it." Terese held Pepper's hand tightly and put her head to her daughters head and gave her a kiss. Linda helped Terese into the chair beside the bed and said "You can stay as long as you need Terese." "Thank you Linda." as the doctors left, Terese started talking to her daughter. "You know you gave me a huge scare today. But this scare has made me see what you grew up to be. A young gorgeous girl. You were the little girl scared of traffic, who now travels here and back everyday. You got your dream job." As Terese continued talking, Tyler was at the door and he quietly made his way over to Terese. Terese turned and said "You finally made it." "I did.. but there is something else you need to know." "You two broke up? I know." "How did you know?" Terese got up and slapped Tyler across the face. "She told me the NIGHT before surgery, when she found out she was pregnant. You ran to the states. You couldn't handle the fact, that you were going to be a father. Or the fact, you were scared yourself." "Terese, we broke up months ago. I cheated on her with a girl from work. When you called me and said she was having surgery, I was in a meeting with lawyers. I was being sued. I am being sued." "Good. I hope you go to prision." "Should we be aruging here?" "What an unconcious person can still hear everything we say. So say it. tell me." "My name isn't Tyler. My name is Richard Tyler Simpson." "Why is that lying? It's still Tyler in a way." "Tyler is my nickname. I was in hiding for 10 years." "You what?" "Terese. I was in witness protection for 10 years. I just happen to fall in love with your daughter." "Witness protection? Did she know?" "No of course not. But she found out and we broke up. I had no idea she was pregnant. When you called it was the first I had heard of it. Terese please. She found another man. And he is 10x better than I am. She deserves better than me. A real Tyler. She found him here at the hospital months ago. He needs to know now." "I think he does. Because he is her real love. Not someone who lived a lie for 10 years." "Terese. I was arrested as part of a murder trial. I bargained and got protection. Then they found me out. I killed someone Terese. I pushed someone off a cliff." "You are a horrible person. She loved you." "It wasn't love. it was a relationship." "That is love to me. And you broke her heart and mine when you didn't get on that plane when I called you." as Richard continued talking the police came into Pepper's room and arrested Richard. "Look after her Terese. She is very kind hearted and special. The world needs more Pepper's." "You're damn right." As Richard left with the police, Terese sat back down and waited for Pepper to wake up. As Karl walked into check on Pepper, he saw Terese asleep and put a blanket around her. The next morning came as Terese awoke to see, Karl taking the breathing tube out of Pepper's throat. "Karl, what are you doing? Doesn't she need that?" Karl held up an oxygen mask and said "She is getting good oxgyen stats now. The mask is more comfortable." "Right.." "You looked peaceful last night. After your scare yesterday, you looked peaceful." "I feel weak Karl. Stuff like this... makes me feel weak." Karl went to Terese and hugged her. Terese looked over at Pepper to see her hand moving. "Karl she's waking!" Karl let go of Terese and turned to Pepper. "Pepper if you can hear me. Squeeze my hand." Pepper squeezed Karl's hand and Karl said "Welcome back, Pepper." Pepper was weak but waking. Terese held Pepper's hand and said "You had a majar surgery, we thought you were really gone." Pepper started properly coming to as the bed was wound up. "Where is Richard?" "Richard left sweetheart. He was arrested." Pepper then said "What type of surgery?" "Triple bypass. You were the first 22 year old in 30 years to have Triple Bypass." "Gee." As Karl smiled to Pepper he said "You have a long way to come back from now. The next couple of hours after you wake up are crucial." "I am awake now. And I am feeling ok." "Trust me. You are not ok. Anything but. Major surgery like this has complications, a lot of them. As of this moment, your battle to be alive, begins." Karl kissed Pepper on the forehead as he removed the oxygen mask. "Recovery can take months, even years. But you are healthy and can get through this." Karl said as he walked out of the room. "Tell me ma.. What did they find during the other operation." "non cancerous tumours. But they had to do a radical..." "I get the picture... I wont be able to bare children." a single tear rolled down her cheek. "Ma. This sucks." "I know it does." "How did it all happen. If it was a simple operation, how did I end up going to bypass surgery?" "Its a long story. Family history is part of it."... 4 weeks later Pepper was released from hospital, to the amazement of everyone else. "Now, Pepper. If you have any chest pain, do not hesitate to come in immediately. You have to remember to take the meds and exercise, light and simple for about 3 months." "Thank you Dr Karl, everyone."

​Sebour- Quinton's Helpful act ends badly
Quinton was on his way to work when he came across an accident scene with police everywhere. He drove up to the scene and got out to help but was stopped by an officer, "Sir, you cannot be here. Get back in your car and go." Quinton then said "I'm a doctor! I'm on my way to work!" "Right this way then!" They rushed over to the scene with the officer explaining "The crash happened 20 minutes ago, traffic is backed up and we are controlling it. Medics are on site, and theres been two deaths. Doc, we need all the help we can get. You ready for this?" "As ready as I'll ever be. Gimme a minute. I have to make a call." Quinton got his phone out and called the hospital. "Quinton, you are late, where are you?" "Helping at a traffic accident. MVA two dead multiple hurt. Get resus ready, and get the operating rooms ready. Its gonna be a hell of a day." "On it." Quinton hung up and put his phone away. Quinton went to a medic who gave him gloves to put on. "Dr Quinton." "Barry." Quinton nodded as he said "Gimme the low down." "Two broken legs over there, a dislocated hip, shoulder and ankle over here." "I'll take the shoulder and the guy over the baricade." Barry nodded as Quinton went over to help. "My name is Dr Quinton. How's the shoulder?" "Jack. Shoulder's screwed. I was on the way to work when this happened. I was getting a promotion for what I do. But I guess that'll have to wait." Quinton felt the shoulder and said "Its out. but I can put it in quickly and smoothly." Jack holding the green whistle said "Anything. Just please put it back in." Quinton nodded and as he did he popped the shoulder back in. Quinton then put a sling around the arm and said "Now. Go with the medics, you will taken for an x-ray and a rehabiliation course." "Thank you very much." Jack walked to the ambulance as Quinton wiped his head. Quinton got up as he felt a sharp pain go through his chest. "Ah.." Quinton looked and saw a paramedic come to him. "Quinton, are you ok?" "No. But I have to keep going. These people need me." "Quinton, if you're not ok, you need to tell us." "I'm never ok. thats just me. Common we got lives to save." Quinton rubbed his chest as the medic walked away. Quinton then walked over to the man on the baricade, "Sir, how are you going?" "Eh. What's to feel." Quinton looked as he saw the man's arm was trapped. "Nothing I am assuming." He nodded, "If I were to move this piece of metal, what would I find?" "No arm?" Quinton chucked as his chest began to pound. "You don't look so well." "I've been told worse you know." The man reached into his car and pulled out asprin. "Here. Take one." "What is it?" "Asprin." Quinton took one and said "Thanks." Quinton continued to inspect the metal beam and he pulled it away from the car and saw hand was broken beyond recognition. "Good lord..." said Quinton. "I have never seen that in 20 years of medicine." Quinton signalled a medic and said "Get him to hospital now!" Quinton walked with the medic as police were hauling cars away. "Get him to the closest hospital. Now." as Quinton turned to Barry he pulled him over and said "Barry, watch me." "Why?" "I got chest pain mate." "Quinton, you know you had a heart attack before you know. Is it the same feeling?" "It is.." "Quinton, sit down." "Barry we need to do this. Let me get these people out of here first." "Quinton, by the time that happens you'll be dead." "At least I did something productive." "Don't even joke about that Quinton. this is your health." "And this is a MVA site. Mate, just watch me." "this goes aganist everything I'm for you know.. But i'll do it." As Quinton helped another patient a radio from a police officer went off. 'There's a car that broke police barriers, its coming your way be careful. It's going at least 80ks.' 'noted thank you.' Quinton continued working as he called Barry over, Barry concerned, helped Quinton to the ambulance. "Quinton, enough. Time to go." As Barry walked around to the front of the ambulance, Quinton heard car tires screeching and saw the car heading for Barry. Barry wasn't watching as he was talking to patient in the front of the ambulance. Quinton yelled out "Barry! Move." Quinton said that as he shoved Barry out of the way. Quinton was hit by the car, as he rolled off the bonet and back on to the road. The driver sped off and Quinton was laying on the ground. "Quinton.." said Barry as he went over to him, grabbed a neck brace and placed it on him, "Quinton can you hear me?" Quinton groaned and said "My ribs feel like there being crushed. My heart is hurting Barry." Barry nodded to a medic and said "Call ahead. Let them know we're travelling. Catergory 1. Heart attack MVA.", at the hospital Karl was talking to Linda and heard the batphone ring. "Hello Sebour Hospital." "Catergory 1, heart attack and hit by a car. 58 yo male." the phone buzzed out and Karl turned and said "58 year old, heart attack hit by a car. prep resus and call surgery tell them to prep." "Anything else?" "No just that." back at the MVA site Quinton was barely able to talk as he was being placed into the back on the ambulance. "Quinton, Quinton. you are struggling to breathe and your sounds aren't good. We need to put you out and get you to hospital. Quinton we have to tube you." Quinton struggled to say "Do....It...Barry...Do....it...Now.." as Barry got a needle with sedation in it he looked at Quinton and Quinton looked back with a scared look. "Quinton, you'll be ok. I promise mate." as Barry sedated and tubed Quinton, Barry called ahead again. "We have more info." said Karl, "What?" "58 yo has been sedated and tubed. struggling to breathe." as Karl finished talking he gathered a group of doctors. "Alright you know the drills, catergory one, heart attack at a MVA, then was struck by a car. he's been tubed and sedated, injuries arent known. but whoever it is, dignity and fairness." As Karl heard the ambulance coming, Barry and a team of medics rushed into the hospital. As Karl saw the bed go past he looked in horror and said "Is that?" Linda following the paramedics said "Yes!" Karl ran with Linda and the group of doctors to the resus bay. "How did this happen Barry?" "The accident, Quinton was helping wasn't he?" Barry nodded and said "He was having chest pain and I just sat him down to tell him to stop. He pushed me out of the way. He got hit, landed and his ribs are broke and his chest was aching, he said that took an asprin at the scene. The other injuries arent so clear. But as of this moment he is critical." Barry and Karl moved Quinton to the other bed. Barry looked sad as he went back with the other medic. "Cardiac surgeons just finishing up now, they'll be ready soon." said Linda. Karl nodded as xrays were taken. "Confirmed 4 broken ribs. No neck injury but there is swelling. "Swap out the hard collar for a soft collar." said another doctor. as they did that Karl looked at the scans from his brain. "Guys. we need to get to Quinton up to surgery now. brain bleed." "And heart attack. Don't forget that." "No time to screw around lets go." they rushed off upstairs. Karl walked to the elevator with them. "What happens now?" said a rookie doctor. "We take him to surgery. He gets it. We'll see if his body is up for another fight.." "What do you mean?" "He's beaten cancer and had a heart attack before this. He may be strong, but he'll need to be right now. He is the bravest man I have ever met." "Also the dumbest.. Wouldn't you stop helping out if you had chest pain?" "You don't know Quinton. He's put in so many hours here. He's operated on most of us in this hospital. He worked 6 months with a torn ACL, worked 3 with a broken arm. performed risky surgeries. Quinton is a fool, but he knows what he is doing." as the elevator got to the bottom floor Linda said "You coming?" "No." as the bed went into the elevator Karl closed the door, and went outside for fresh air, as he was walking outside he took his gloves off and put them in the bin. Karl went outside to see media waiting. Karl sat down on the bench and had his hands on his head, as the world spun around Karl, Quinton was having surgery his heart and his brain. It was silent as they worked without talking, the only thing you chould hear where the machines, then Jim said "What happens next. After surgery I mean." Linda looking at Jim said "We pray he makes it. Right now. As of this moment he is critical, but alive." As they finished up the surgery, Karl was still sitting outside, when Terese was with Pepper. "Karl, are you ok?" "Oh Terese. I can't tell you what type of day I have had." "What happened Karl?" "I can't say anything Terese. You'll find out soon enough." Karl said as he stood up. "The hell does that mean?"  Karl then said "I can't say anymore. I gotta go." Karl rushed back inside. Karl bumped in Barry who said "How is he Karl?" Karl walked with Barry "Baz... He is critical." "I know." "What else can I say.. I didn't go upstairs with the surgeons." "You're not a surgeon?" "I am a simple A n E doctor. The only thing I operated on was the operation game." "He's tough you know." "Yeah.. A gunshot wound. A heart attack, and a bout of cancer. Life can throw you a curveball." "More like curseball." "How are the others from the scene?" "The scene's just been cleaned up. Broken hand guy had his hand amputed. And two others left hospital. Surprising anyone survived that pile up." "Indeed." Barry tapped Karl's shoulder as he walked away. Karl looked toward the elevator and walked over to it. Karl got into the elevator and went up to outside the operating room, he went into the view bay which was empty. "Karl.." said a voice from the door. "He's out of surgery now." He turned to see it was Linda. "How's he doing?" Linda went up to Karl and sat down with him. "He doesn't look good. He had his brain bleed evacuated, and his heart operated on. We had to plate his broken ribs and stitch up cuts." "Linda.." Linda turned to him in tears and said "He's in a coma now. Karl... I don't think he'll survive.." Karl embraced Linda and said "He's a fighter. Strong." "Karl.. I can't do this anymore. Operating on friends. I don't think I will be able to do this anymore." "Think about it for awhile." Karl kissed Linda as Karl stood up and walked away. Karl walked to the outside of Quinton's room, he didn't go in but he put his hand on the window and saw the tubes and things coming out of his mouth and body. "Karl..Whose in there." Karl turned around to see Kari standing with flowers behind him. Karl moved out of the way and let Kari see. "Is that... Quinton?" "Yes..." "What happened Karl? How did that happen?" Karl and Kari sat on the bench outside the room and said, "He was helping out at a MVA site. He was suffering chest pain, a medic told him to sat down, he did. As he sat down he heard a car, it was going toward the paramedic. He pushed the medic out of the way and took the blow." Kari looked through the window and said "He looks like hell." "You would as well after brain and heart surgery." "How much more can he take." "Kari. He is critical." "Is he stable?" "Critical but stable at the moment. But you never know what happens." Kari looked at Karl and said "Does Terese know?" "Should she? The two don't even talk anymore." "They dated. She may still have feelings for him." as Karl went back to the window, he saw how peaceful Quinton looked. As Kari joined him, Karl heard a familiar voice it was Terese's voice. Karl turned around as Terese was wheeling out Pepper. "Looks like a white coat convention." "Believe me its not." said Karl as he held back tears. Kari slipped away and Linda came up. "White coats are out of date. How are you two doing?" "As better as Kari is. She just slipped away crying." "Seems she did.." said Karl. Terese walked over to Karl and said "What's happening Karl." Karl moved and said "Look." Terese looked into the window and jumped back shocked. "Is that..." Karl nodded and said "It is." "He was the heart attack at the MVA? He was the one hit by the car? Jesus. How is he..?" "Not doing to well." "Can I go in?" "I thought you two hated each other?" "I may still hate what he did. But we all can feel scared. Now can I go in?" "Fine." Terese opened the door. "Quinton. If you can hear me its Terese. You know for years I resented you. I wanted to kick you out of my life for good." as Terese sat in the chair next to the bed she put her hand to his. The machines beeping. Outside Karl said "What do you think she's saying to him?" "Nothing special. The same crap everyone says." said Pepper. "Like what Pepper?" "You'll be fine, live for me please I love you." "Oh wow.." "It really brings some people through you know." "Yeah.. I do." back in the room Terese said "You can pull through Quinton, you always do."  Terese kissed Quinton's head as she said with a tear in her eye "It wouldn't be the same without you." Terese stood up and walked over to the door and opened it with a smile. Terese then said "He can and will make it." as she closed the door. "He had heart and brain surgery Terese. His body is in the fight of its life.." Terese then said "Don't you dare give up on him.." as she went over to Pepper and said "He was scared for my daughter, we shouldn't be scared for him. He's done it all." Terese wheeled Pepper away and said to Karl as she left "Do what you must. Keep him alive."

​Sebour- Quinton Sees His Wife
As Quinton was still lying in ICU he was in between the great light. He was dreaming about finally going back to see his ex-wife, Jenifer. As Quinton stopped at some gates he heard a voice. "Quinton." he turned, it was Jen. "Jenifer! Its you! I am glad to see you." "Quinton, you're not ready to be here." "Why not?" "Because you have unfinished business to attend to." "I have tubes coming out of everywhere Jen." "You had your brain operated on and your heart you broke ribs..Helping out paramedics, Quinton. That is one thing you should be proud of." "should I really? I've done stuff even you wouldnt like." "I know Quinton. I am in your subconcious. You are still guilty about that night you hurt Terese you have never forgiven yourself. And you don't deserve to be." "What?" "I can say this now. But you aren't ready to come across this white border into heaven. You have so much left to give.." "Like what if I do survive this, I could possibly be paralysed?" "Or worse." "Worse, whats worse?" "You being down. Is whats worse. Now look here Quinton Steven Philips. We were married for 20 years. You never once broke down in front of me. Because I did that." "I did once. I broke down the day you went into labour after falling down the stairs!" "Good example... But you cant stay." Jen went up to Quinton and held his chin. "You will have your time. Just not right now.." "It's been over a month Jen. My body may not come back from this.." "It will, believe me." "I had my birthday in a coma. How does that feel." "Odd. but fun." back in the normal world, Karl was standing in Quinton's room watching his vital signs come up. Linda was next to him "His heart beat is getting stronger." "Should we take off the neck brace? Its been over a month now." Karl nodded as the two carefully took off the brace and put Quinton's head back on the pillow. Back in Quinton's dream, he stood at the gates as Jen took his hand. "Quinton. I'll be here waiting for you. ​Please remember. Live the rest of your life before you come back. I will be back" as Jen stroked Quniton's cheek "I love you Jen. Take care." "You as well." as Quinton's soul moved back into his head, his heart beat was getting stronger and stronger. Karl looking at Linda and saying "Reckon his concious told him something." "Not in the slightest." "I reckon someone did. Because thats the highest his heart rate's been since he has been here." as the two continued talking, Dr Leo walked in and said "I see his heart has finally started to beat again. Tough old guy Quinton is." "Leo what are you doing here." "Being a doctor making my rounds. This is none of my business, but Quinton has been in a coma for 1 month and 31 days. If that were me. I would've pulled the plug. Not because of his age but because of the stress the machines can put on a person. Look he's now 59. He may be healthy but gee." "Leo.." "What?" "Go away." as Linda was holding Quinton's hand, it twitched. "Karl.. Quinton's hand moved." As Karl got a torch out of his pocket he shone it in Quinton's eyes. "Pupils are equal and reacting to light. He is waking up." Karl took Quinton's hand and said "Quinton, squeeze my hand, if you are waking squeeze my hand." Quinton squeezed Karl's hand. as he opened his eyes weakly. "Do we remove the breathing tube?" "Give it time." Quinton slowly waking up, with Dr Leo walking back into the room. "He's waking?" "Leo.. I swear to god." "No that is good." Leo went over to Quinton and said "Welcome back Q. " as Leo said "As an intervenist its been hard watching you. We thought you'd never wake. We will get you up and moving in a couple of days. If you are up for it we will remove the intubation kit thats in your throat." as Leo said that there was a knock on the door. "Come in." it was Kari. "Kari just in time." "What do you mean in time?" Leo moved as Quinton was finally awake. Kari looking in awe  Kari walked over to a struggle smiling Quinton. And kissed him on the head. "Welcome back hero." As Kari put the flowers down she said to Leo and Karl, "What's next for this one?" "If all goes well. We can remove the breathing tube in a couple of hours to allow him to breathe on his own. We'll get a physio in to help him with breathing exercises due to his broken ribs not healing the way we wanted them to. We were lucky enough to have the continuance passive motion machine in here to keep his legs from atropying. But he will need extensive physiotherapy. And because of his heart attack, he will need medication. For the rest of his life. Even though he is already on it for his previous attack, this lot will be stronger." Quinton rolled his eyes as Karl said "Roll those eyes Quinton, because you will do as we say. Until now you've had a slow recovery. We had a proxy for the last month on standby. Quinton when we take this tube out, you will say you will do everything in your power to be here, fit and healthy." Karl said this as he walked to the door. "We will be back in a couple of hours. To take out the tube and finally get you comfortable." Quinton nodded as Karl walked out with Leo. Kari was still with him as she said "The MVA site. I know you want to know about that. Broken-Hand Man had successful surgery was out 3 days later. Shoulder Man, was released that night, booked in for rotator-cuff surgery next month, the rest are all ok." Quinton nodded as he rested his head to the side. A couple of hours passed as Karl came back into the room with Leo who helped Karl take out Quinton's breathing tube. "Now Quinton, Karl is going to hold your jaw while I get the tube out. I have to turn off the machine first, then the intubation tube. You will be breathing on your own, but we will have nasal prongs on standby for you. Karl." as Karl opened Quinton's jaw, Leo unhooked the machine from tube itself. Leo then said "This will be a little nasty." Leo then took out the tube and put in on the tray. "Oxygen levels are stable." said Karl as he closed Quinton's mouth. Karl then put the nasal prongs on Quinton. "Now Quinton.. I want you to try and speak." Quinton opened his mouth to croaky words of "When's dinner?" Karl chuckled as he said "Not for you young man. Liquid diet until you can keep down solids. you know how it goes." Quinton smiled as he said again croaky. "How is Barry?" "Barry is doing well Quinton. We messaged him telling him you were awake. He'll try and see you when he gets off his shift." "How bad was the damage?" "You had a severe cardiac episode, broken ribs and a brain bleed. You were critical when you came in. You were a catergory 1." "Bypass?" "Double. You were lucky. Very lucky to be alive." "How long?" "You've been in here for over a month. You had a slow recovery. Because of your age, your body already being weakish from your previous cancer diagnosis. Quinton you are still in a serious condition, were if you were to be rushed back into surgery you... You would die." "Is that a promise?" "Knock it off. You wouldn't survive because you are a heart patient. everytime the heart has a heart attack the heart is malformed. Any surgery from now on, could kill you." "I didn't think of it that way." "Well either did this entire hospital. But we have been waiting for you. Just for you to be ok." Quinton then said 'When I was out. My soul travelled to heaven. I saw my wife." Kari looking in confusion said "Your concious saw Jenifer?" "It did. It really did." "How did that go?" "I was ready to cross the bright white light. But she stopped me saying I wasn't ready. I still had things to do. Which she was right. I have one important thing I still need to do." Kari looking at Karl said "How much morphine did you give him?" Karl looking back at Kari said "None. We weened him off when he showed signs of improvement." Kari laughed as Quinton looked and said "I have to write a wrong." "You have to write a lot of wrongs."

Sebour- Quinton's Return to work
Quinton was sitting in his office, he hadn't been cleared to work, but he wanted to get some paperwork done. Quinton had light music playing in the background as he heard a knock on the door. "Come in." as the door opened it was Karl, who sat down in the chair in front of Quinton's desk. "Don't give me that look Karl. I know I haven't been cleared for return. But I just wanted to get some work done. I needed to get out of that bloody bed." Karl said "You haven't been cleared because you know yourself to well. If something comes up out of the blue you push yourself to far. You had a heart attack at a MVA." "Karl.. Let me tell you something.. I remember every moment. Before and after the car hit me. Karl." Karl interested pulled his chair closer. "Tell me everything." Quinton looked down then looked up again. "Barry sat me down in the back of the ambulance, and it was looking out the front window and saw the car. I was in agony but I couldnt let that car hit him. I yelled out Barry to move, he didn't hear me so I pushed him out of the way. The car hit me at 40-50k an hour. I remember rolling off the windshield back onto the road, landing on my ribs. I struggled not to lift my head because I felt like I needed to." "You had a head injury. Why did you try and lift your head?" "I don't know Karl. You know what the body is like. I heard Barry, say 'grab a neck brace we have to stablise Quinton'... You know how that feels I was laying on my side so it was easy. When they put the brace on they rolled me onto the backboard I screamed because of my ribs. I screamed because my head was hurting." "That's why he sedated you." "I told him to. I hadn't I told him to I reckon I would've suffered a stroke!" "When we got your scan results you were god damn close. Quinton. You were touch and go, your ribs still didn't heal properly, they still haven't.." Quinton put his head to his knee's and said "I saw my wife, Karl. I was in limbo, life and death." "A lot of people see loved ones in limbo. What did she say?" "She said to me 'Quinton, you cant be here. Quinton you still have a lot to give.' and then she stroked my cheek." Quinton looked up with tears in his eyes. "Karl. When I was a teacher. I made a promise when we started working together, nothing would tear us apart. When she retired and took up book writing she foreshadowed her death somehow. One character was involved in a crash. A truck, a car and a trailer with a boat on it. 2 out of 3, a van instead of a trailer." "Quinton.. I didn't know she meant this much to you." "I gave my happiness a long time ago." wiping tears away Quinton said "I was on lunch duty, and because the school I worked at was next to the highway it was always a dangerous stretch of road. She was coming back from a book signing and was taken out by a truck the truck rolled over taking a van with it. Seeing it all unfold infront of you is heart breaking. The vechiles all landed on school property, and we had to get kids off the oval." Quinton couldn't finish the rest of the story. "I think you get what I'm getting at." Karl nodded as he said "She died?" "The truck that slammed into her killed her instantly. The road was slowed down to 65, and barriers were placed around the bit of road. Mate.. I was out of work for a month and a half. School proceedings were suspended, and alot of us had no income." "Isn't there a contingency for that?" "Not in an investigation theres not. Finances were suspended, and we got 3 weeks backpay. I got hardly any. I was on grievance leave, but I had money put away." Quinton looked up at Karl and said "I made a promise to myself. If I lost anymore family members, I would leave work as a whole and look after them. I never kept that promise. No else died. But I hated the way we were treated by the police. The commisoner told Roy to suspend pay, cut off work. Some of us had to work from home. And it was hard. Grieving and finding work for that month was hard. It hit everyone hard. The PE staff are all like family. Mainly because I was Kari and John's proxy for their daughter Kelly. Godfather he made me her godfather." "It's true what they say you know. Work somewhere long enough you do become family." Quinton smiled as he stood up and grabbed his crutches, before putting them down and grabbing a walking cane. Karl looking at Quinton as Quinton placed a file in his outbox. "Are you planning to return to work in pain? Quinton please." "Karl. I can no longer sit. My job is out there with the people." "I just need you to clear me." "Clear you? Quinton, you are in clear pain. Your ribs still havent healed. Its been 2 months." "Don't forget you plated my ribs. It takes up to 6 months for ribs to heal properly. Karl I know.." Karl sighed as the two stepped outside Quinton's office, to a nurse who said "I see someone is dressed for success." "He is not returning to work. I haven't cleared him." "Well you need to." "Why?" "They just brough one of our own. A paramedic." Quinton looked in disbelief. "What happened?" "Clear him Karl." "Why who is it?" "It's Barry." Quinton looked at the nurse and then back at Karl, he then rushed to go see Barry. Karl and the nurse standing there. "that's the fastest I've seen him move in months." Quinton got to Barry. "Barry!" "Dr Quinton, you're alive." Barry was lying in emergency in traction with a neck brace. "Barry of course. I'm a fighter." "Good to see you're up and moving." "What happened to you? Tell me." "I was with a mate of mine, horse racing. He put me on one and the horse got a fright and bucked me off. Kicked me in the back and I passed out. I cant remember the rest." Quinton took a look at the x-rays that were taken as a nurse looked on. "Dr Philips. Mr Rogers here has been in traction for 3 days now." "3 days? Why hasn't he been moved? Emergency is no place." "Dr Philips sit down. Let Mr Rogers explain. He is very ill now. Since you were in ICU, Dr Philips, Barry has had trouble with a kidney issue." Quinton put the x-rays down and sat on a chair. "Quinton, since the army I had to have a kidney operation. They botched it, badly. I've been nothing but sick for 15 years. When you pushed me out of the way, I landed on a rock and it tore the only muscle I had around the kidney." "Then why were you horse riding?" "Therapy. It helped alot but the horse bucked me off and I landed heavily on my neck and my bad side. I can feel everything normally. But I passed out due to the pain from my kidney." Quinton turned back to the file and he grabbed it and opened it. "There's nothing in there that doesn't surprise me anymore. They had no room in ICU and a ward isn't ready." "There is a room. My ICU room." Quinton said as he looked at Barry with Tears in his eyes. "Nurse. Take him to the room I was in. He deserves a bit of dignity at least." As Karl was watching from the end of the hall, he let out a sigh as he walked over to Quinton and Barry. "Dr Philips you are still a patient here. You haven't been released yet." Quinton turned to Karl and said "Make it happen. And Now. Nurse." The Nurse looked at Quinton as she nodded. "Quinton! Quinton!" Quinton ignored him as they started moving the bed. Karl rolled his eyes and rubbed his temples. "Why do I even bother sometimes." Karl said as he walked with the two. 5 minutes later Barry was settled into ICU.. Quinton was limping around with his cane. "Quinton, you're limping." said Barry. "You would to if you spent 2 months in ICU. I learnt how to walk again, eat again." "I know.." Quinton sitting on the chair next to him said and almost broke down as he read Barry's file again. "Barry, you had the whole kit and koododle. Barry... You have kidney cancer." "This is my 3rd relapse, the past two months have given me nothing but joy. I did everything on my bucket list Quinton. Everything." "Is that why you had botched kidney surgery?" "It was botched.. End of story." "Barry do have anyone we can contact? Family?" "Nah.. No one's left Quinton." Karl was looking on as he said "He's in renal failure Quinton. that with all his medical conditions. He doesn't have long left. His combined neck injury, the kidneys. Quinton it's simple he is.." "Going into organ failure." said Barry. "I was a medic as well in the army. I did everything I could in those days, not to ever be on that side of the table. It happened, it did and I have lived life. And I would do it all over again. I've been sick for a long time. When I close my eyes the next time I will be a peace, believe me." Quinton closed Barry's filed and put in on the table. Quinton looked at his oxgyen stats 80%. "Oxy is at 80." "Quinton. At ease. You are not my doctor at this very moment. You are one of my closest friends." Quinton smiled. The following 4 hours saw Barry decline his breathing laboured, and his kidney's shutting down completely. Quinton staying by his side. "People deserve. What life gives them. A kick up the arse. Life gave me those and I loved it. I can't drown in slience because I know people will be watching."said Barry. Barry struggling to breathe said his final words before stopping completely. "Quinton. You saved my life and so many other lives. Don't let my death get to you. Make sure you do the things you want. Make a few wrongs right again." Barry then died. "Time of death 18:43." said Karl as he turned off the monitors. Quinton got out of the chair and grabbed his cane. He hobbled to his office as Karl followed behind. Quinton opened the door and left it open. Karl walked in as he looked at Quinton. Quinton furious said "Karl. Right now I want you to clear me for return. It doesn't have to be surgical. It can be rounds, it can be anything!" "Quinton I cannot do that. You still aren't well enough for a return to medicine. Quinton you are limping, favouring one side. Quinton I cannot do that for your safety." Quinton at the top of his voice said "I cannot, sit in ICU for another day Karl. I cannot sit in that room, watching people who are worse than me, get their machines turned off. I cannot sit in ICU again Karl. I cannot be in an ICU bed, looking at the TV, Or the wall or the door or the roof! When I woke up from my coma I saw someone else's machine being turned off, is that fair?, i witnessed it everyday I spent in ICU. I am a doctor Karl! A trained medical doctor. I have patients, I have this hospital, I am a orthopaedic surgeon, who right now lost one of his closest friends to a botched kidney operation years ago. Karl I lost my wife, my son doesn't speak to me, I hurt one of my closest female friends, I have spent a number of years being the one walking in and out of ICU as a doctor, not the patient. It seems to be one thing I have done ever since I came here..I cannot wallow anymore Karl, I've seen close friends die, I pulled my wifes body out of a wreck, I tried to save a former teacher I worked with, We lost him Karl, I've broken my neck, i've torn mostly every muscle in my body!. My ribs may be hurting me, but my heart is in the right place. Please Karl, don't take the one thing I know how to do away from me. Without this job I am just a lonely man who struggles with alcohol. I cannot do one more moment in ICU. So please of course, think of my safety. " Quinton looked down at the ground and then back at Karl. Karl then walked over to Quinton and hugged him. "Fine. You get it this time. I will clear you.But it will be rounds and rounds only." "Thank you Karl." "I understand what you're going through you know." "I do Karl. But I need to get back to work." "Only if you get them ribs x-rayed. I want to see if you rebroke them.".. Quinton had his x-ray's and a ct scan taken of ribs. "Congrats, Quinton. You're the only person to somehow re-break ribs after we plated them. In which we removed the plated 3 weeks after." "Take it easy Quinton." said a breathing specialist. "If you fall on those ribs, you can send a piece of them into your lung. Other then your knee, which we scanned to shows a MCL tear. A small one, keep using the cane." Quinton smiled as he got up. He said "So I am on rounds. I can handle that as much as the next person." 20 mintues later Quinton was walking around the hospital when he bumped into Karl who said "Hey, you ready?" "Ready for what?" "An influx of patients. BVA. 20 injured, 10 coming here." 'Let's go."

​Sebour- Hospital High Alert
Quinton was in his office for the first time in 2 months after being cleared by Karl for a return to work. As Quinton was doing his work he heard a knock at the door, and without saying anything this stranger entered the room and locked the door. This stranger also had a baseball bat. "Excuse me, what do you think you are doing in here?" "Touch the phone, and you will die. This time you will die." "Who are you? What do you want!" The stranger turned around and said "To kill you. I'm here to finish what I started." "Hold on.." Quinton had a flashback to the driver he saw strike him months ago. "You're the driver, who got pissed at the police holding up traffic. How did you know I worked here?" "I spent the best part of two months in hiding. They arrested my sister on charges." "Why her?" "It was her car. They arrested her." Quinton grabbed his cane and said "Fine do what you want to me, but if you do, you will die in jail. I hope you know that." Quinton sat on his desk and said "A paramedic died you know." "I know. I was aiming for him, but you pushed him out of the way." Holding the bat firmly in his hands the stranger said "Barry wasn't it." "Yes it was. He was an army paramedic, I just hope you knew that when you didn't see a bunch of ambulances at a crash site." "I thought they were doing RBT's i had no time." "So you chose to speed? And hurt many more people. You scumbag!" Quinton went to reach for the bat, but the stranger was ahead of him and struck him in his ribs. Quinton screamed in agony as he fell to the floor, taking his desk phone with him. Quinton quivering in pain grabbed his ribs and said "I had nothing to do with you being arrested..." "The name is.. Hillson." "Hillson, what are you a painting?" he hit Quinton again, this time in the leg. Quinton screaming again said "Please, what did I do to you..This hospital, if you go out there will be on high alert." "Enough talking." Hillson ripped off Quinton's tie and used it as a gag for him. "Get up." Quinton mumbling beneth the gag 'my ribs', "I'll break some more if you want me to, now get up." Quinton slowly got up and was grabbed by Hillson who dropped his bat on the ground and reached into his pocket, he pulled out a handgun. 'Jesus' mumbled Quinton. As Hillson unlocked the door he dragged Quinton with him to an old part of the hospital no one ever uses. Back in the main part of the hospital Karl was walking past Quinton's office when he noticed the door was open and the phone was on the floor. "Quinton, are you in there?" Karl looked around and went over to the door and looked in to see his cane, his pain meds and the phone on the floor. "Shit..." said Karl. As a nurse walked into Quinton's office. "Nurse, have you seen Quinton?" "No, I havent, why?" "I think he's in trouble. His pain meds are here and he's been using his cane for the last 2 months to get around with that MCL tear. If he hasn't got his pain meds, it'll get so bad he wont be able to breathe!" "Oh my.." Karl walking out the door "Inform to security we have a missing doctor, be on the lookout." the nurse nodded as she followed Karl to security. "Doctor Philips, you bore me you really do." Quinton looking at Hillson as he pulled down his gag, "I am a boring person.. I have nothing interesting from the last 2 months." "Oh sure. 2 months my dear man. I've read up on your life and career so far Mr Philips. You taught PDHPE in a town called Begs for 15 years. You practised at Begs South Hospital for 10 years before moving to the other hospital for 10 more, you were busy in Begs, you loved it there." "My wife..." "Your wife died in a crash. killed instantly when a truck collied with her. You haven't been the same since she died." "No mate I haven't. She was the love of my life." in the background there was a screech from the overcom. 'We have a code 443, missing patient/doctor, we are sending this out because this doctor needs pain medication for a rib injury. code 443, please be on alert.' "You are a code now." "I've always been a code. A code of idiot." said Quinton as Hillson chuckled as he put the gag back over Quinton's mouth. 'Time to shine. Move it!" Hillson hid inbetween doorways so he wouldn't get caught. '443, is still in effect.' screamed the intercom. "Where could he be? He cant get far.." said Karl. Quinton was struggling to breathe as Hillson kept shoving him around. Hillson wanted to be heard so he set off a warning shot in the stairwell. "Hey, did you here that?" "Sounded like a gunshot!" "That was a warning shot. Whoever this person is has Quinton." "What makes you so sure this person has Quinton," said policeman. "There was a bat in his office. He doesn't own a baseball bat. And he knows not to walk without using his cane. He is in some serious trouble. We have to find him." "Leave it to us. Get out of here." "We can't leave officer." "Why not?" "The building gets locked down when we report missing people. Front and back entrances are locked." "What about the stairwell?" "What about it? We don't use the stairwell. That only leads to the roof, what do you plan on doing on the roof? Jumping!?" "Good point."  another shot went off. "That one was close." "To close. Look get into a room and hide. We cannot have anymore casualites or missing people.", as another shot went off a nurse came past holding her shoulder. "Nurse are you ok?" said Karl. "Nah the prick got me." Karl looked at the wound and said "Lucky. In an out wound. bandage up and get it checked ok." "Yeah alright." "Was Quinton with him?." "I saw someone. gagged. looked pale, limping. He's hurt." "Where were they headed?" "I don't know. But my shoulder is hurting. I gotta run." as another shot hit the light generator as Karl said "Shit.. He's hit the main power. Whereever is maniac is, he needs to be stopped." with the backup power coming on. Hillson was in the stairwell when he dropped Quinton off at the bottom of the stairs before he said "Now.. We end it." Quinton looked up at Hillson who was standing at the top stairs. Hillson pointed the gun at Quinton and said "Goodnight. Mr Philips." just as Hillson was about to pull the trigger the stairwell door opened and Hillson fired at a security guard. The guard was hit in the arm but managed to grab the gun off Hillson. Hillson then grabbed the guard and threw him down to where Quinton was. "Did you hear that?" said Karl, "I heard it. It's close. But where?" Suddenly Linda ran to Karl and said "Karl, all the elevators aren't working, and the pass code needed for the emergency stairwell has gone haywire. We're trapped here." Karl thought about it for a minute. "The emergency stairwell. That's where you'd take someone if you want to hurt them." "Excuse me?" Karl said "Follow me. This scum bag is trying to use the emergency stairwell. Its the only place we haven't thought of so far."  Karl said as he grabbed a bunch of walkie-talkies. "Here, take these, when you have an update contact us. We need to know. Come on!" As Linda and many other doctors went with Karl, Quinton was still gagged and in pain, the guard next to him saying "Dr Quinton, hold on. They heard that shot, I know they did." Quinton looking at the guard and mumbling 'I can't breathe.. it's hurtin..' the guard looking at Hillson said "You hear that." "I head what he said. I don't care." as Hillson went down the stairs he grabbed his gun off the ground and grabbed Quinton around the throat and said "Move it." Quinton was heaviliy limping as the guard looked on. 'What are you going to do with the guard' Quinton mumbled again. "He's ok, we leave now." Hillson pushed Quinton in the door which lead to surgery. "Surgery? are you kidding. come on!.", back with Karl and Linda they were in the stairwell. "Hey look!" Karl and Linda saw the guard and radioed for help. "this is radio one in the stairwell, we haven't found Quinton, but we must be getting close. We have a security guard who needs attention." Linda looking over the guards injuries said "Where did the scumbag go?" "I don't know. But they used the 2nd exit. Linda, Quinton's hurtin. He struggling." "And what about you?" "GSW to my shoulder, I also got thrown down the stairs. But i'm ok. I'm concious and nothing is broken." "We'll see. The dude chucked you down stairs?" "I heard a commotion, I opened the door, he hit me with his gun and threw me down these stairs, I landed the way I was trained. I tucked in, I'm good.", as a group of doctors came and took the guard away he said "Get this guy. He's gonna kill Quinton. He's the brother of the sister who was arrested for running him over. His name is Hillson." "What is he a tree?" "A threat. He's dangerous. " Linda nodded as Karl went backup stairs. Linda followed. "Where does that 2nd exit go?" said Karl.. Linda snapped and said "Surgery. It goes to surgery. We need to go now.". As Hillson hid in a surgeons lounge he had Quinton with him. Hillson pulled down the gag and said "You don't look well." Quinton breathing heavily said "I was only cleared to return to work a few weeks ago. I spent 2 months in ICU, you'd look as well as me to!" "I know.. You told me." "It bears repeating." "You are a weak man." "Tell me, why were you after Barry? Why did you want Barry dead?" "Barry was an old friend on mine. We were in the army together.." "He never mentioned you." "Of course he didn't. He is the reason I was discharged from the army." "What and you hated him for it?" "For years.. Never forgave him. He botched my knee reco. I had to leave the army. I couldn't return a couple years later, when you were discharged you were discharaged. Those were the rules back in the day." "How did you know about the MVA? how did... you...know he was on call that day?" "I knew his idiosnycrasies. He would never take a day off." realising what he had done Hillson said "Oh...My...God.." Quinton standing up shaking said "Now you know why I pushed him out of the way. I couldn't let someone take an innocent life." as Quinton stepped his knee buckled and he grabbed the table to stop him from falling. "I have been there. Trust me...I...have been there. I have been on the opposite side of that table more times I can count. I have broken my neck, I have been diagnosed with cancer, I have had two heart attacks. What do you call that?" "A run of bad luck? I dont know.." "Look Hillson. I've been afraid for years, its okay you know." "No its not. I almost killed you.." Quinton nodded as he said "Before you re-gag me let me catch my breath. I haven't had any pain medication for 3 hours and my ribs are killing me. If you continue this mate. My lung could collapse.." Hillson walked back over to Quinton and re-gagged him and said "Move Dr Choking." Quinton limping toward the door. Hillson opened the door and pushed Quinton out the door, Quinton hit the floor using his hands to stop himself from landing on his face. Hillson stood behind Quinton and reached for his pocket. There was a heater next to were Quinton was lying. Hillson pulled out handcuffs and handcuffed Quinton to the bottom bit of the heater. Hillson crouched down to Quinton and said "Good luck.. Old friend." Quinton looking up at Hillson, Quinton lifted his injured leg and kicked Hillson so hard Hillson broke the window, he fell through it, landing in an operating room. Quinton screamed into the gag as his leg came back down quickly. Linda and Karl were searching floors when they heard the noise. "I know that noise.." "Glass. Downstairs." As Linda and Karl went downstairs, they finally saw Quinton. "Quinton! Oh my god.." Quinton looked at the two and used his head to point at where Hillson landed.  Linda taking to the radio said, "We've found Quinton. I repeat we have found Quinton. prep a bed in emergency, with oxygen. over." "Understood, sending a team for you now." As Linda went over to Quinton and took his gag off he said, "Thanks so much.", Linda snapped the cuffs off of Quinton's arm and said "Count for me.." "I'm not concussed.." "Just count." Quinton counted to 10, as Karl was with security helping arrest Hillson. As Karl and security pushed Hillson out. Linda helped Quinton get up. "We'll re-scan those ribs and that knee." Quinton nodded as he said "No one should go through that. No one." "They really shouldn't." As a group of nurses arrived with a bed, they helped Quniton onto it with Linda putting an oxygen mask on Quinton's face. "Take him to get scans. EKG, ribs and knee. Also check lungs." Quinton rolled his eyes as Linda said "Collapsed or not check." Linda turned to Karl who still had Hillson with him. Linda slapped Hillson across the face as the police came and took him away. As The hospital went off high alert, people were now moving freely. Karl and Linda went back to the ER where Quinton was lying in bed with an oxygen mask on his face. "Dr Karl, Dr Linda, the x-rays you wanted." said a nurse. "Thank you.", Quinton looked at both of them as Karl and Linda looked at the scans. "Chest is clear. No new rib injury. But the scans here show cartlidge damage." Linda was reading the EKG, "EKG is clear. No damage to the heart." Another doctor saying "The MCL injury is still a high grade one. But no other damage to the leg.." Quinton put his head back to the pillow as his leg was elevated.  "Dr Linda, would you expect more from a baseball bat?" "I would but right now, its lucky this one is alive. Had Quinton not kicked Hillson into the surgery room window, he would be dead." Quinton mumbling under the mask "Has he been charged?" "No he hasn't after they arrested him, Hillson shot himself with a police gun." said Karl, "I just recieved that call. His sister has been released without charge."  "Coward should've at least faced his crimes in court." said Linda. Quinton taking off the oxygen mask said "He was never going to face up to anything. His plan was to kill his bestfriend." "What?" "He and Barry were in the army. Barry botched an operation, and Hillson got discharged. He knew the MVA site was where Barry was going to be." "How, Medics are dispatched randomly." "Not for huge accidents they're not." said Linda "They all go as one. It's how it goes." Quinton was having his leg put in a knee brace when he said "Hillson was nothing but a scumbag. He had it coming to him. He realised I saved his friend, he was going to kill me instead. He pointed a gun at my head, he shot 2 nurses and a security guard. That's enough for one day.." Karl then gave Quinton a looked as Linda held out Quinton's cane. "Here you might need this.." "Thank you Linda." "Are you sure your ok Quinton?" "Now that my oxy stats are above 90 yes I am feeling much better." Quinton got off the bed and his knee gave out again. Karl helped Quinton back onto the bed and said "Let me see that knee of yours.. How many times has it done that Quinton?" "Today.. Twice." as Karl took off the brace on Quinton's knee, Linda had another look at the x-rays.and said "You've broken your leg.." "I've done what.." "You broken your fibula. He broke your leg with a baseball bat." Karl looked at the leg and felt the lump, "Right there." Quinton grunted as he said "My knee is fine." "Besides a high grade 1 medial ligament injury, you are lucky today." Karl put the brace back on Quinton's leg as Linda got a wheelchair and said "Let me take you home." "Please. I'm done with today."

​Sebour- The Music Episode
"Alright that can go over there. And that there" said Linda as they were setting up for the musical to fundraise the hospital. "It's taken 4 years to get done but this is finally happening. Time to fundraise. And this musicial will be the best thing for the hospital.." said Karl. "And we have someone else, who is here for the musical." Karl and everyone else turned around to see Quinton on crutches. "Quinton, what happened to the cane?" Quinton said "I had minor surgery. I had my fibula repaired 3 days ago." "But it was a minor fracture..." "Oh that and the high grade 2 MCL tear." Karl looked and said "We cleared you of injury.. You were ok that day." "Feeling ok not being ok." "I had a 2nd opinion and the MCL and fibular injury were to much to ignore so I went under the knife and got them repaired." "MCLs heal if they are left alone and if you don't walk on them.. Quinton.." said Linda snidely."As I was saying.. We have someone very special for this event, she's outside.." Quinton then said "You can come in Angela." Karl looked at Quinton and said "Angela?" Linda looked at Quinton as well. as Quinton went over to the door and opened it. Angela walked in and said "Yes Angela." Linda's mouth dropped and Karl looked in disbelief. "Lansbury, you got Angela Lansbury? How!?" said Linda. Angela responded with "I love these types of events and found out through an old friend." just as Ange said that Terese walked in and went over to the stage without noticing. "Oh please..." said Quinton. Terese looked up and said "Ange welcome." Terese and Ange then hugged. "You two can't be 'old friends' I refuse to believe that." said Linda. "We did a tour together in New York when Terese was apart of some singing shows. Pity you didn't end up staying on, the show only last another 4 shows." "Ah you know.. Scummy ex-husbands.." Ange nodded as she came up with an idea. "I have an idea. I know Bea is in town somewhere, if you give me 10 minutes, I will try to have her here tonight." Quinton rolling his eyes said "Oh please. If she's in Sebour, its obvious she's singing at the orient theatre." Terese pulling in a snide comment to Quinton, "Shut up Quinton." "What? It's the truth. First love is always broadway.." Terese making another snide comment said "I planned on singing tonight. But I have something else to do.." Terese walked out the door with a smirk on her face. Karl looking at Quinton with a mad grin. "What?", Ange was outside the door when Terese walked out. Ange took no notice as she walked back into the hall. "And?" said Quinton. "She's on her way here. Eat your words." Quinton scoffed and said "I refuse to believe you got a two-time emmy and tony winner to sing for us tonight.." as the door opened a voice boomed saying.. "Believe or not. I am here." Quinton turned around as he dropped his crutches. "And..I am going to bring the house down." it was Bea. "Quinton, pick up your crutches before you fall over.." said Karl. Quinton struggled to pick up his crutches as Bea walked over to him. Quinton stuttering said "I-I-I didn't mean any of that." "Of course. But you are right. A singers original place is on broadway." Karl then saying "I think Quinton, is crapping bricks." Quinton turning to Karl saying "I'm 5'3, Karl..this is intimidating!" Quinton backed off and said "I understand that getting off on the wrong foot is bad. I apologise for that." "None taken." Quinton went over to the podium and said "Terese was supposed to sing Fifty Percent, but I don't think she'll be coming back tonight." The door opened again and Terese walked back in "That's where you are wrong." Quinton then said "I've had enough of today.. Alright. Listen up, only saying this once. Karl and Kari will do a song then it will go to Ange as MC, then I come on sing a song, introduce Ange and Bea, then Terese comes out and belts her tune. We don't have an ending though.." Bea suggested "May I suggest, No business like show business? Always a showstopper." Quinton sighed and said "Yes. Of course. Now get ready everyone, we open in 4 hours, get the voices stiring and ready, make it emotional. I'm going to put my suit on." 4 hours later people were arriving and the final acts were set. Quinton walked over to the podium and started to talk. "Excuse me everybody if I could have your attention." everyone went quiet. "Thank you for coming tonight. Tonight is a charity event for the Sebour Hospital Cardiac Unit. And tonight we have a line up like nothing this town has ever seen. So please dig deep as we welcome to the stage two tony award winning actresses. Bea Arthur and Angela Lansbury!" as the stage curtain came up to show the two. The crowd started clapping as the two started singing their number known as 'Bosom Buddies', as the song ended the two bowed and walked off the stage. Quinton appeared again after the song ended. "That's what you call an enterance. Now as everyone knows how well these ladies can sing, they both worked on broadway, that is why I am handing over the mic to Ms Lansbury." Quinton talked some more before he stepped down. Over the course of the night, Kari, Karl, Bea, Linda, Paul and Ange sung. Quinton took to the stage and said "We have one more song before our big number. Please welcome to the stage, Terese!" Terese walked up to the microphone and said "This song I always sung when I was at home in New York, it was one of my favourites, And tonight I perform it in front of my peers and friends, here goes nothing.." Terese started to sing and as she got to the chorus. "I'd rather have fifty percent of him, than all of anybody else." people were clapping as her voice rose to the last lines. "Though you don't plan to fall in love... (holding the word love for 10 seconds) when you fall you fall (holding it for another 10 and rolling the 'L). Terese raised her arms above her head into an x shape and thrusted her arms forward with the last words of the song "than all of anybody at all! (holding the word 'all' for 15 seconds). Terese smiled to a standing ovation from the crowd and from Quinton, who was standing there clapping gobsmacked. Terese walked over to Quinton and said "close your mouth, you're attracting flies." Quinton closed his mouth as Terese went up to the podium and said "Thank you for listening to that everyone. Before we go on to our final number for the night, I just recieved word from our sponors for tonight that we have raised over $70,000 for this cardiac unit! that is a great effort!", Terese then said "This town town gather spirits when it is needed so that is why our last number, needs a little crowd invovlement. You know this one folks!" Terese turned as the curtain lifted to Ange and Bea with other members standing up the back, Quinton had dropped his crutches to join the line. "There's not business like show business" started playing and everyone was getting invovled, however Quinton was struggling to keep up as he got hit in the ribs and he rolled himself off the stage and to a medic on the side. As the song ended, everyone getting their breath.. Quinton walked over to the mic and said "Thank you everyone for coming tonight. We hope you had a good night watching the singing and the acts. And we like to thank Bea and Angela for taking time out of their schedules to be here tonight. Thank you." as people started to leave, Bea came over to Quinton and said "That Terese sure has a good voice. Don't let her go." Quinton turned to face Bea and said "I let her go for a reason Ms Arthur. I was a scum bag boyfriend. And I have never forgiven myself. I wont pretend I spent half a year in a facility for alcoholics, because I did. I hurt that woman, and right now she is happy without me in her life. I mean did her you hear how she belted out that song? I mean wow.." Quinton turned away as Bea said "Don't give up on your dream either. You have a good voice." Quinton started to walk away. "I am a doctor, nothing more. I can't be anything else." Quinton limped and picked up his crutches, he went over to Terese and said "You did good tonight. Don't forget that." Terese smiled as she watched Quinton leave. Terese turned to see Bea staring in wonder. "How long has he been limping?" "For months now. But assuming he was run over a couple of months ago, I wouldnt be surprised that he didn't lose his singing voice.." as Terese walked over to Karl and Kari,  Bea moved to talk to Ange.

​Sebour- Claude Dies
"My son had his entire life to look forward to, he was 34"- Quinton Philips

The day at the hospital was busy, but it was about to get a whole lot busier, as the news was on, there was people in the emergency room being treated, as things were happening normally.. Karl was running down the hallway to find Peggy. Peggy was in her office on the phone. Karl knocked on the door and let himself in as Peggy finished her phone call. "That was the police." "I got your page, it seems serious.." Peggy looked up and said "There's been an accident. 6 car crash in the main street." "Main street? That's a weird spot to crash.." "It is, but what they don't know is how it happened, Medics are on site, but all they are saying is all hell has broken loose..." Karl raised his eyebrows. "That's in-fucking-sane!" "It is insane. But I've been told they've ID'd someone. They don't know who it is, but they're gonna call me back, as soon as they find out who it is.." Karl looked and said "Are we getting any of the injured?" Peggy nodded and said "Broken bones and shock. Clear out the emergency room, and tell people to see their GP." Karl nodded as he said "Tell me who it is when they call yeah?" Peggy nodded as Karl walked to the Emergency, he gathered the nurses and said "There's been an MVA downtown. No word on injuries just yet, but we'll have people in shock and serious injuries. We need to get the waiting room cleared. I'll do that." The nurses nodded as Karl said "You know what to do. beds, pain relief, the lot, close down the waiting room and infrom the head of emergency of my decision, she's not going to like it, but we need to do it.", Karl went into the waiting room and said started saying "Is anyone waiting for a doctor or nurse, raise your hand.." everyone raised their hand. Karl sighed and said "I need you all to go to your GP now." "Why? This is a hospital, treatment's free." said a patient, Karl annoyed said "There's been an accident downtown and we need every doctor and nurse available to treat the injured, we are in the process of shutting down the waiting room." "That's not fair." "You listen to me now. There are two other hospitals here in Sebour, we take  alot of the main traumas from accidents, I don't have time to argue with someone who can see a GP about your sore foot. We can shut down the waiting room at any time." "Whose talking, I mean you can just be another nurse or doctor.." "A Member of the hospital board, I have been a doctor for over 38 years and for one is talking to all of you to get out of this hospital now. We have traumas incoming from a crash, and they can be some serious injuries, probably more serious then that cold goldies got there, if you want to wait up to 10 hours for treatment, while we do our best to save lives.. Go ahead, enjoy your charge of tresspassing." the patients got up and left, but the angry one still sat down and said "I'll wait." "Get out." "Why, its a free country." Karl furious walked over to him and said "I know you are angry right now, but I need this hospital's priority is to those incoming traumas, because it's my job as well as those people in that emergency room, doctors on standby and operating rooms ready for surgery, I need you to leave or I will pick you up and make whatever fake injury you have worse." the man nodded and said "That's all I wanted to hear. I used to be a doctor you know. Good luck.." the man got up and left. Karl wiped his eyebrows as he got a message from Linda saying 'Downhill looks like warzone. So many are hurt', Karl knew Linda was at the site, because she was always apart of the "Medicial Repsonse Unit". Karl put his phone down as the light in the waiting room went off. Karl was about to go back into the Emergency Room, when Peggy breathless came to Karl. "Peggy what's the matter, who is it they ID'd?" Peggy swallowed and said "It's Claude. He's being brought in first. His injuries are the worst." "Who's going to tell Quinton?" Quinton appeared from nowhere and said "You don't need to tell me." Peggy turned around and said "Quinton, you can't be here." "Neither can you." "I am the head of emergency medicine, I have to be here. You don't, you are his father." Quinton raised his voice said "He's my son, Peggy. When he comes in I need to see him!" Peggy pulled Quinton into her office, as Karl watched. "He's my son Peggy, I love him." "I know you do, but you and me are both to close for this. Our doctors will take care of him, good care." Quinton then said "What about you? You crossed that line when you didn't want me to even be family, where does Claude sit Peggy, where does he sit with you? As family? Cause I know I'm not!." "I love him as well Quinton. That piece of paper, only meant for you." Quinton had a tear roll down his cheek as Peggy said "Go to your office, read some files. Partically yours, its an interesting read.." "Are you serious? I am not going to read a file. No way." Quinton then said "He's 34 Peggy. He has his entire life ahead of him!" Peggy losing her cool said "I know, Quinton.. I know.." as Quinton stood still, a knock on the door. It was Linda. "I hope I'm not interferring, but Claude's in the emergency room, he's just had scans, one of you need to be out there, manning the Emergency Room. Quinton it can't be you." Quinton's jaw dropped as he punched the wall in anger. "I'm coming." said Peggy. "Just give me a few minutes." Linda nodded as Karl left as well. Peggy walked over to Quinton and said "I know its hard. But you need to go to your office." Quinton took off his badge, coat and stethoscope. "I am going in there, as of this moment, as family. I'm sorry Peggy. But I need to be with him. I just can't wait." Peggy nodded as she opened the door and left for the emergency room. Linda said "Where'd Quinton go?" "He's coming back as family.. As much as it kills me, he has that right. He put his coat and stuff on my desk." Linda nodded and said "It's not good. his injuries are bad.." Peggy took a look at the scans and said "These are crush injuries." "He was walking across the road when he was struck by one of the cars. He was unconcious when we got to him, he was trapped under a car. " Linda said. "These are unsurvivable injuries.." Quinton appeared from behind and said "You're just going to let him die.." "We will monitor this situation, Quinton." 'Can I at least look at the scans?" Linda past Quinton the scans, and Quinton's eyes welled up. "GCS.." "Right now? It's 6. That's not good, Quinton, he's lucky he even made it to hospital." Quinton nodded as he said "Closed head injury, broken leg, arm. complete fracture of his spine.." Karl looked at Quinton and said "We're going to move him to ICU, make him more comfortable." "You're not even taking him to surgery?" "Quinton, he wouldn't make it through surgery as long what we put people through. It wouldn't be possible. His injuries and the state he is in, he would die as soon as we opened him up." Quinton nodded as he was given paperwork, he signed it and as he gave Karl back the forms, a nurse took Quinton into the quiet room. Quinton's phone went off, and he ignored it. Quinton pulled out his wallet, and pulled out a photo of Claude when he was 8. Quinton looked at it and said "I'm so sorry this happened Claude. I really am.".. Quinton put his picture and wallet away as he went to ICU, Linda was walking down to the emergency room to a blank Quinton. As Quinton made it to ICU, Mark was talking to Peggy. "The driver who caused this is going to be charged, I'll make sure of it. The one who flew up the street, got not injuries, did a runner, we found him and he's in custody." Quinton walked up to the two and gave an emotionless face to Peggy and Mark. "It's horrible down there. People with kids saw what happened as well. It's gonna be a tough case to finish." Quinton turned to Mark and said "This person did a runner yeah?" "Yes, we arrested him 10 minutes later." "Make sure he really pays for what he has done." Quinton opened the door to his son's ICU room and sat in the chair. "He'll never be the same again." "He wont. He's been through so much. And now his son, might never wake up again." "When he heard the news, he was so stunned. It was like someone punched him, he's not going to take it well." "He'll be made for a long time. But he deserves to feel that way.." said Mark, he then said "I have to go. I'll catch you later." Quinton was sitting by his son's side with the noise of the machines in the background. As Karl and Peggy where standing outside watching in. Quinton took some time to catch his thoughts and he went outside to Karl and Peggy. "How you are Quinton?" said Peggy. "You were right. I've seen so much. Been through so much. How will I inform his wife? It's going to kill her." Quinton's phone rang at the right moment it was Claude's wife. "Francine.." "Quinton, why isn't Claude picking up his phone, the school contacted me saying something happened, what happened?" Quinton swallowed hard and said "He's been in an accident." "What?, is he ok?" "No. He's not.." just as that happened, Claude's machine went haywire, and Karl, Peggy and some nurses ran into the room. "Will he be ok?" "I'm sorry Francine, he wont make it through the night. He's in to much of a bad way to even take to surgery." "So he's dead, you have to tell me if he is.." Quinton said "Yes. He has a closed head injury, and those are the worst types.His scans showed little life, but his heart is still beating." "Let him go Quinton, I'll make arrangements to bring him home." Quinton agreed and hung up the phone. in the room the machine going back to normal "He's stable for now. But his pupils are sluggish." the machine went nuts again in a matter of seconds. "Aw shit.. He's crashing." Peggy grabbed the shock paddles as Quinton opened the door to a shout of "clear!", Peggy shocked him, no luck, she tried again, no luck. Quinton shouted out "Stop. Let him go.." Peggy looked and said "You sure?" as she was doing compressions. "I just had a conversation to his wife. She's arranging to bring him home. She knows.." Peggy stopped the compressions, and looked at the clock. "Time of death.. 15:30pm." Peggy got down from the bed and she walked over to Quinton and said "I'm sorry Quinton." Karl stood next to him and held his shoulders. Quinton dropped to his knees, as Peggy and Karl tried to pick him up, but couldn't. 5 mintutes later Quinton was talking to Mark in the room. "Can he travel?" "The body? Of course it can. Sending him home may be good for the wife, certainly its gonna hurt. It always does." "He's not apart of the investigation is he?" "Now? No.. But you need to write a victim impact statement." "My lawyer can do that. I refuse to be apart of that court ruiling if they find him innocent, or give him 4 years.This arsehole better rot." Quinton said as he signed some paper work. Peggy was talking to Karl. "What happens..next?" "A funeral maybe. He needs to go and clear his head. trust me." as Quinton left the hospital he had to plan his sons funeral, he planned to send him off to Canada but have something for him in Sebour.

Quinton's Eulogy; ​"They say a parent shouldn't have to bury their children, that when a child is so young you feel like you world is ending, and that is a feeling you don't like, that no one should have the feeling going through your body. The feeling of anger, hate, toward what happened. My son had his entire life to look forward to, he was 34, he had just gotten re-married, became the head teacher for his department at work in Canada. As angry as I can be, he will have a legacy no doubt he will, he will be missed by everyone who knew him, as a kind caring man, who put others before himself. This is a heartbreaking loss, and I am broken, I will be broken for a long time, my sons loss is tragic but I want you all to remember his memory, not the bad ones the good ones, like his NOL debut or his first day of teaching or moving to Canada, because those memories are forever..."

After the funeral happened in Sebour, Quinton went to Canada to be with Claude's wife for his funeral there.

​Sebour- Quinton Returns To Work
Quinton was walking through the hospital doors, with Karl and Linda looking at him as he walked in with sombre looks on their faces. He walked past the emergency room, the waiting room and up the stairs, he walked past Peggy's office, and got to his own office, he opened the door to his office, he walked in and sat down on his chair. Quinton opened a few files and he started reading them. Karl was talking to Linda, "Should he even be here?" "If it's what he wants, who can stop him. He just lost his son a few months ago, I mean who knows what could happen in that timeline of him being here and everyone else, just getting on his nerves." "I don't think I'd want to come back here if my son died it'd be the last place I'd want to be." Karl hugged Linda and said "I know. But some of us throw ourselves in work. Quinton is a different story, he's always been focused on work and stuff. Maybe this is good for him." Peggy appearing from behind said "Good for who?" she said as she put a folder down on the nurses station. "It's Quinton. He's returned to work." said Karl as Peggy's eye's widened as she picked up another file before putting it back down. "I'll go see him. See if he needs anything." "Good luck on that front Peggy, you know how he gets." Peggy nodded as she took a deep breath and walked to Quinton's office. She knocked on the door and let her self in. Quinton was reading a patient file as she sat down. "Quinton.. You know you don't have to be here. You really don't. Take some time out." "I took time out. I spent 2 months in Canada with my son's wife. She right now is barely holding it together, and as well as that I found out the day he died. She miscarried, she was 22 weeks, and she had no support, while Claude was over here and the phone call, just set up a horrible chain of events." "Oh no.. That's horrible." Quinton nodded as he put the file in his draw. "Quinton, whatever you are feeling right now, you cannot be a doctor on call." Quinton stood up and so did Peggy. "I know that. That's why I'm not on call for this month. I'm coming in and finishing paperwork I've missed." "Quinton we can do that you know. After everything you have been through is the most you deserve." Quinton looked at Peggy and said "Oh trust me. I watched that news story the other day. I was angry at the fact, this guy got 15 years and not life. He injured several people and killed my son. 15 years.. Pathetic., as of that point I was only thinking of my son, but not everyone else, his wife who is on edge and scared, but at least she has work to go back to as science teacher, not that it makes it any easier" "Well we do work in a hospital, and everything that happened, happened so fast, one minute someone can be fine, the next they can be crashing. Quinton no matter what happens now you look after you." Quinton with tears coming from his face said "I don't want to look after myself. I just WANT my son BACK. This isn't fair, no one should ever have to feel like this.." Quinton sweeped his desk in anger as Peggy looked and stood back, Quinton then kneeling to the ground and Peggy walking over to him and hugging her brother. "You're right mate. No one should ever have to feel like that. No one should ever have to bury anyone. I know we aren't on the greatest of speaking terms, but you really need to get yourself together, you are welcome to stay with me and Douglas if you want to.." as Peggy said that Douglas walked in and said "I'm sorry, I'll come back later.." "No, stay.." said Quinton. "I'll take you up on that offer.." "What offer?" said Douglas. "While Quinton, gets himself together I invited him to stay with us for awhile. If that is okay with you." "It's fine. Just don't go and wreckup the place. You can sleep on the bottom floor. Has its own bathroom and everything, feel free to come and go, or don't doesn't really bother me..." Quinton nodded as he was helped up. Quinton looked at Peggy as Douglas smiled and said "Sorry mate. I really am, nothing else I can say, will bring your son back, but remembering that he was a good kid, will remain with me forever." Quinton nodded as Douglas left the room. "Quinton, go home. You don't need to be here." Quinton nodded as he said "I might actually." as Quinton grabbed his keys, Peggy took them off him and said "There is a cab waiting for you. No driving." Quinton smiled, he hugged Peggy and left his office. Peggy turned off the lights and shut the door.

​Sebour- Quinton Suspended Again
As the board was conveining for a meeting, Peggy was sitting in her officer filling out and signing off on paperwork, when she looked down at her watch. "Oh crap.." she said, as she realised she was late for the board meeting. Just as she went to stand up the phone rang, she answered the phone. "Peggy Newton, Emergency Department.", "Peggy, it's Mark. I have some news for you.." "Can it wait?  I am late for a board meeting.." "Oh no.. This can't wait." Peggy sat down and said "What is it?" "Well. One of your doctors is currently in lockup after being arrested last night." "I guess that I already know who it is?" "You probably do.." Peggy rubbed her forehead and said "Fax me what he did. I will show the board. It's time he faces up to what he has done." "Peggy, we arrested him last night, and he's been charged with destruction of property.. even though it was his own." 'Bloody Quinton..Is he still in lockup?" "Yes, has been since last night. we have a team cleaning up the mess he made, but they left mid-morning to go and clean up a crime scene." Mark said "I have faxed it through. I gotta go." "Thanks Mark. Can I ask though, what was he mad at?" "Could've been a lot of things Peggy. But when we found him last night, he smashed a bottle of alcohol, he was found up stairs holding a shovel.." "For crying out loud.." "Look, I have to go now. Quinton will be released later." Mark hung up and Peggy put the phone down, and turned to the fax machine. There was a fax from Mark, Peggy grabbed a clipboard and put the Fax on it and started reading it. "Bloody Quinton..", Peggy took the clipboard with her and closed her office door. She went up to the top floor and into the boardroom. She entered the boardroom and said "Sorry I am late. I was just on the phone to an officer at Sebour Police Station.." Tryal looked and said "Is everything okay?" Peggy put the clipboard with the fax on the table and said "You tell me." Tryal reached over for the clipboard and said "Goodness me.." Peggy said "We need all our board members on board. We make a final decision on his employment now."  Tryal nodded and said "Indefinite suspension, with no access to the hospital, unless it a medical emergency?" Peggy rolled her eyes and said "No access to the hospital at all, At least for a year. Because he needs to know there are conquences for his actions. I know he's already been suspended once for disciplinary reasons, the other he was already suspended for the assault he did years ago." Karl looked on and said "We reconvene in 10 minutes. The entire board will decide his future." Peggy nodded as she stepped outside, as that happened Rogers pulled Peggy aside. "Is this a good idea? suspending him again?" "You better believe." "You're not going to stand up for him?" "Why should I? He may be a good doctor, but he needs time to process Claude's death, this now is the last straw Rogers, even you should know that." "I do Peggy I really do. I understand more than you know, my first year as a board member we suspended a young doctor 3 times in the space of 3 months. He now works in the US as a surgical registrar for trauma surgery and keeps in contact with me." "Quinton wont be that person will he?" "No. A suspension for a year, and in that time he can work at Sebour General." Peggy nodded as Rogers walked away. Peggy went back into the boardroom and sat down. 10 minutes later, the heads of surgery and even the board investors came in. Douglas sat down next to Peggy, and Karl, Linda, Tryal and Rogers sat on the other side, the others sat down as Douglas started talking. "I assume, this is behaviour related?" "It is. Mr. Newton." "One of our doctors last night was arrested and charged with Destruction of Property.. His own property, he has done something like this before." Douglas rubbed his eyes and said "Who is it?" "It's Quinton. Quinton smashed up his house last night, and he was tased and put in lockup." "I'm assuming something happened for him to be so angry?" said Linda. "There would've been plenty of things. But I believe it was about his son.." "His son died 3 months ago yes?" "It doesn't mean he's not hurting, he couldn't save his own son.. I mean he took off his coat and all medical things, just so he could be with him, he wanted to be with him." "Of course. But with everything else he said and did that day his soul left his body.." Douglas said "I am furious of course. But I recommed that what ever happens now is good for him and the hospital." Peggy nodded and said "All those in favour of suspending Quinton for a year, and allowing him to find employment else where in the mean time. Say I." In unison over 95% of the room said "I". Peggy looked and nodded, "All those aganist, say nay." only 3 people said nay. Peggy nodded again and said "We have come to a decision, that Quinton will be suspended for a year." As Tryal said "In the mean time he will be told that he can work over at the Trauma Centre in the mean time." Everyone nodded as Peggy excused the meeting. Douglas waited until everyone left and he turned and faced Peggy. "After everything he has done he gets another chance. Of course he does, nothing surprises me anymore, it really doesn't.." Peggy confused said "Look, Doug, its the only way to go. If he got fired today, he would just fly off to another country and do medicine there. It makes complete sense to allow him to work at the trauma hospital, Doug he's a good doctor." "I know he's a good doctor, but he has history Peggy." "He works in my department as an emergency registrar in orthopaedic surgery. He's one of mine." "He's also your brother, Peggy you've got to make it less noticable that you really want him gone." "I don't want him gone gone, I want to know that I am his boss and that he needs to know that I run things here." Douglas chuckled and said "He did basically run the hospital in Begs, looks like he doesn't know what to do anymore." "Look, I have to get back to work now Peggy, take care." Douglas walked out and Peggy walked out of the boardroom and back downstairs. As she was about to go back into his office, Mark came in with Quinton. "Mark, Quinton can't be here." "The board came to a decision yes?" said Quinton. "They did. Quinton I'm sorry.." Mark said "The house has been cleaned up and everything is now clean again, this one has been fined and no conviction recorded." "That's good Mark, but the board made the decision to suspend Quinton for a year, he as of this moment, is not allowed of hospital grounds. He is free for his suspension to go and work at the Trauma Hospital." "Peggy, can we at least talk outside?" said Quinton. "Fine.." Mark nodded as he left the two and went down to the cafe. Outside Peggy said to Quinton, "What on earth did you think was going to happen? Why the hell did you take a shovel to your own house?" "I don't know Peggy, but I regret what I did.." "I'm sure you do. Just make sure when you're at the Trauma Centre you don't go and take a shovel to someone's lifesupport.." "The trauma centre is rated.." "I don't want to hear it Quinton. Maybe if you get shit done and stop complaining the hospital will run smoothly." "Peggy.." "I'm not going to stand here and pretend everything is alright, when its not Quinton, so just do me a favour while you are working at the trauma hospital. Don't press the wrong buttons, because unlike this board, they will see you go down, and I promise I will be there if you do cause trouble, I'm only a phone call away.." Quinton nodded as Peggy's phone rung. "I have to answer this, but I promise you Quinton, behave or you'll never work in medicine again." Peggy walked away to answer the phone and Quinton saw Mark. "Time to go home mate." Quinton nodded as Mark took him to his house.

​Sebour- Quinton's Life In The Balance
Just as the transport amublance was about to leave the hospital with bells and whistles going Vinton walked out with the paramedics and said "Listen guys, an escort has been cleared. You've got a police escort to get to Sebour General." "Dr Vinton, if I may, it's still a half-hour drive to General, even if we go full-pace Vinton, even good conditions take awhile to get there." "I understand that. But escort right now is easier. Bells and whistles." The paramedic nodded as he said "Peggy's already there, I'll go with you guys. I need both of you in the seats. I'll be back here to comfort him." as the paramedics got into the amublance, Vinton got into the back with Quinton. Vinton closed the back of the doors, and sat down next to Quinton. The Medic turned on his radio and said "Patient transport with escort leaving for Sebour General. ETA 35 minutes." "Patient Transport with Escort confirmed, awaiting arrival." the radio turned off as the ambulance started. The sirens started blaring as the ambo started moving. At the hospital Peggy was talking to Linda with Linda asking questions. "Who is it?" Peggy handed Linda the scans and said "Oh wow. That's 4cm long." "Acoustic Neuroma." Linda turned her head and said "I might be a neuro person, but I've only ever removed one." "I know. That's why I brought in Dr Drexia Vinton." "Andrew's wife? She's one the best in the country." as the door opened Drexia came out and said "It's not going to be an easy surgery that's for sure. Who is the patient, getting a police escort in a transport ambo?" Peggy put her head down and said "It's Quinton. Those scans are his." a look of distress on Linda's face showed her shock, "How didn't he know? I mean the attitude change, the blurry vision.." "A lot of patients who have this, think its just headaches and body changes, it's not his fault, he's been through hell and back the last year or so, and last year he did spend time rehabbing serious injuries.." "What happens if he wakes up from surgery? Or when?" said Karl. Vinton said "There's always the risk of brain damage. Memory loss, hearing loss. Everyone needs to be there for him when he wakes up. He's going to need it now more than ever." they all nodded as Vinton said "Surgery has been prepped for his arrival, we go in, remove the neuroma, and check for any more dangers. I gotta scrub in." "But it takes a good 30-50 minutes to get here from the trauma hospital, even if you are with an escort!" "I take my time. I'll be in operating room 1. The Neuro Unit.". In the ambo, Quinton was holding his head in agony as the sirens blarred. "Vinton, get them to turn off the sirens.. Andrew please..." Andrew holding Quinton's shoulders said "I'm sorry Quinton, but I can't do that. When we are escorting you need to be full get-up-and-go." Quinton yelled out in agony as he said "It isn't a request Andrew. I am telling you...ah..My head, the right side feels like it's going to explode.". Vinton felt Quinton's pulse it was racing as the paramedic took to the radio again. "Radio one to Sebour General. Patient is becoming agitated, noise sensitivity is there, should I turn off the sirens, it's getting worse." "Radio one, negative, if noise sensitivity is getting worse, please do. Can aggrivate symptoms, turn it off." the radio was put back down and the sirens was turned off but were still flashing. Vinton holding Quinton's arm and said "Quinton, Quinton can you hear me?" Quinton slowly nodded and turned to Andrew and said "I'm scared Andrew. I really am.". Andrew nodded as Quinton said "I've really loved working at the trauma hospital mate." "Hey, you've been a good addition, and if you can get better I want you to join the team for the rest of your suspension, no matter what Peggy says, your suspension will still count when your sitting in that bed. And while you know it, it'll be a hell ride in physio, like you know, the strongest people who survive." "Thanks Andrew.". Quinton then said "Give me the oxygen mask mate. Turn it up to 80." "Are you struggling to breathe mate?" "Not at the moment please trust me on this one." Andrew nodded as he grabbed the oxgyen mask and replaced the oxgyen prongs. Quinton's face went from calm to scared. As the ambo reached the hospital, the police car pulled to the side and the ambo stopped in the ambo bay. The two paramedics got out and so did Andrew. Andrew opened the back doors as the paramedics were getting Quinton out, and said "Quinton's BP is up and his heart rate is 100. GCS is 14 and he's complaining of severe pain coming from the right side of his head. Oxygen stats decreased en route and mask was put on as precaution." "Alright we need to move now. Straight to the Neuro-unit operating room." as the doctors ran off with the bed and Quinton on it. As Andrew closed the back door, the paramedics got back into the ambo and wrote down stuff. Andrew walked over to the emergency enterance where he was met by Peggy. "Andrew, how you holding up?" "As good, as someone who just escorted there doctor to hospital." Peggy nodded and said "My office we need to talk." as Peggy and Andrew went into Peggy's office she said "I think it's time for the Trauma Hospital to get a neuro-surgical ward." "You don't think we tried that Peggy?" "Not hard enough Andrew." "Listen Peggy. We don't have enough cases for a neuro-surgical unit, we're not a big enough hospital. This hospital has its own Cardiac ward! What do you want me to do about it? Grow funding? I don't know about it Peggy but we have neurologists at the trauma hospital, but we don't have a big enough roster for a neuro-unit." "Don't play that one on my Andrew. We sent one of our doctors to you for a year!" "Alright, want to know something Peggy? I offered him a job for the rest of his suspension, even if he doesn't return to medicine within his timeframe, he can work on files and do a lot of jobs around the hospital. Peggy you know what you did?" "What did I do Andrew, tell me that?" "You have never been there for your brother, right now he's having surgery, and he might not remember who you are when he wakes up. Because you've always been busy with your medical career." "My medical career is the thing that kept me going. I have no regrets on pushing him out of my life. After he got arrested I did what I had to do to survive." "By removing him from your files? Peggy at the time he went to jail he was 32! You were just promoted to Head of Emergency Medicine at the age of 25. The youngest doctor to ever recieve an honour such as that. You've done nothing but prove how selfish you were." "I don't have time for this Andrew." "What are you going to do, sit outside his surgery? You know you can't do that." "Just like the time he did do surgery on my brain? I was kind of rail-roaded into that one Andrew!" "Enough! Listen to yourself Peggy. For once listen to what I am about to say.." "And what's that?" "Quinton, is a hell of a doctor no doubt to that fact. He has buried his son 3 months ago and not long after that he buried a colleague he worked with for 20 years. As well as Michelle dying! You right now need to be a sister. Not a doctor. And don't worry, I'll see to it we get funding for a Neuro-surgical unit.." Andrew went to the door and opened it, he slammed it shut. As Peggy sat down, she opened her draw and pulled out a photo of her and Quinton, she said to the photo "I hope you pull through. You bloody menance." Peggy put the photo down. She stood up and took off her labcoat and put it on the jacket rack, she also took off her stethoscope and put it with her labcoat. Peggy walked over to the door and opened it as Linda said "Peggy, he's in surgery now, he'll be there for a while. We will keep you informed." Peggy nodded and said "Right now.. I am family.." "Can I get that in writing?" "Shut up Kennedy." Linda nodded as she walked with Peggy to the recovery ward. "Right now, they're in his brain removing the Neuroma slowly." Peggy nodded as she sat down in the hallway. "I'm all he's got now you know.." "I know.". Several hours past as Peggy sat with different people, she waited until she saw Dr Vinton. "He's out of surgery now Peggy. We've had to take the pressure off of his heart and put him into a coma. He's breathing on his own, so he wont need to be tubed. It went well, considering his age he did very well." "Can I see him?" "Of course you can Dr Newton." "Please, when I don't have the coat on, call me Peggy, please." Vinton nodded as she smiled and tapped Peggy on the shoulder. She walked away. 10 minutes later Peggy went into Quinton's room and held his hand.

​Sebour- Quinton Has A Meeting (Season 8)
"Who ever this Head of Medicine is, why did they even bother calling a meeting? I mean we don't even work for the hospital. We don't work for Sebour Trauma.. I really hope it is someone who I up to it." said Peggy to Tryal, Rogers and Karl, as well as Peggy's husband Douglas who was sitting in the corner reading a book. Karl shrugged his shoulders and said "I really don't care who it is. They're an hour late. If they called this meeting to waste time they've certainally done that." "Because saving lives is important." the door slammed as Peggy looked up from her paperwork. "Are you serious? He made you Head of Medicine?" Quinton frowned and said "No welcome? Classic Dr Peggy Newton right there." said Quinton as he put his briefcase on the table and said "I had a patient queary knee injury. Scans showed a torn ACL.. but further scans showed he broke his plateu and tore his artery. Bad thing is that the patient was a physio, doing a physio session when the injury happened. He'll be off his feet for a while. So I am sorry for interferring with your day Dr Newton." "You really are prepared for this arent you? You're not taking this lightly?" Quinton sat down as he said "Yes. I am not taking this duty lightly. I have been made Interim Head of Medicine on the orders of Andrew's legacy video, see how long I can take before giving it someone else. I want that to keep going. I want to keep Andrew's legacy going. So yes I am calling a meeting to discuss the use of this hospital for Emergency Overflow." "We've done it for years. You know how it goes." "Actually no I don't, hence the briefcase. Its to free and to overflowed. By the time patients get here they are unstable because you refuse to allow use of the Medical Chopper for highly complex patients. If you used the chopper it would cut down travel emergency times by half. It takes an 30 minutes to an hour driving, flashing lights and bells, a chopper is 10 minute travel and that is the difference between life and death." "We have a helipad but no choppers want to land on it. Quinton you know that!" "I don't care if I know that. You've ignored the fact for over 20 years that this Hospital, Sebour Trauma has the slogan 'The Best Of Care', which I've read since being here has the best of care. This hospital rose from the ashes and was one of the few that could continue on such low numbers. Since the town grew reviews got better and the hospital survived. General survived because the traumas seen there were enough. As you said when I first came to town you see over 20,000 people a year and Sebour Trauma got the left overs, the people in shock, the bruises. It is not good enough.." Peggy rolled her eyes and said "Unless you get the idea to get them to land on our roof, then we can't do that." "Peggy shut up for 5 minutes please. You are not the head of Medicine. I am.." said Rogers. "We can do that. In fact we are going to do that. We are going to allow Medical AirCare. We need it and we need it because a lot of patients who are overflow often have injuries we cannot tend to. Since the NSU opened, we had to let go 2 of our fulltime Neurologists, they work here now, they were seeing patients, at a faster rate without clogging and they were getting higher care, so yes I am prepared to open our landing platform for choppers Peggy. It's not about us anymore. It's about the lives of patients, who are sometimes the lucky ones who even make it to hospital." "But.. I mean.. The expenses.." "Will be in budget as always Peggy. You are our Emergency Director, you always have been and always will be, we respect you, but you have to stop making our decisions." "Is that what you see me as? Making these decisions? I am only doing it because Karl, doesn't know his head from his ass sometimes! Quinton here became the Interim Head of Medicine from a dead doctors medical legacy video, how is that fair? He's suspended at Sebour General, and now he's ordering us to open our landing pad for choppers on, what? A whim?" Douglas spoke up interupting Peggy. "Peggy enough. What he is asking isn't that big of a request. We have the landing pad, use it. And as Quinton said being interim head of medicine is a new challenge I think he deserves. As he said when he walked in. He said sorry as he was saving a life, saving the life of a man whose job it is to make other people feel better. I think its time for you to put aside your feelings.." "My feelings? Douglas.." "It's your brother. I get the freakin picture Peggy and I am tired of hearing it. As a boardmember of Sebour General and your husband this has just got to stop.. Look you have my full support. And you are also one of us, were one of us. You took on a job here at Sebour Trauma. You've done a wonderful job. You have fought back from so much. These setbacks are nothing compared to life and death you've faced at least 10 times in your career.". Rogers smiled as he got off the phone. "That was the paramedic union. They are happy with opening our landing pad to choppers. They said it was about time." "I didn't give permission for that!" said Peggy. Douglas rolled his eyes and said "You.. Don't...Run...The...Hospital!" Quinton smirked as the aruging continued. He then stepped in and said "I know I still have friends at General and I may still be hated by some. But I have unfinished business here, and I plan to use this time wisely. No more mistakes from me. I am the boss and this time I will make sure it goes my way.". Karl then said "We were agreed the last time we talked. Andrew will be proud, and everyone else will be proud." Peggy rolled her eyes as she said "We made the choice to cancel the suspension. But since you've taken on this heavy new role, we support any new changes. And I agree, its been a long time coming, but the landing pad will open, and further constructions will happen. We are about to be approved for a new renal unit with 20 more beds." "That is good.". Quinton looked at Tryal who hadn't said much. "Tryal, what about you? I know we've had our differences.." "It's different. But I understand. You're a good doctor. I see why Dr Vinton made you his Interim Head of Medicine. You know several years ago you were on lifesupport. You were hanging on for life. You claimed your saw your dead wife, and sometimes I think that's all we need a little bit of clarity. A little bit of dare. It's something you've had for years. When you faced the board for the 3rd time, I never expected you to ever practice, let alone drive yourself to be better, a lot of alcoholics I have seen pack it in, you haven't. You've done everything possibly can and you can damn well make sure you don't end up like that, to make sure you can change. You changed. When you walked out of General the last time. It broke me a little bit, I was sad to see you go. I see someone now, how is walking, setting up meetings with hospital staff you don't even work with anymore, telling them what is what, as a good thing. Andrew did the same thing. We wouldn't budge of the NSU, we wouldn't budge of the Chopper Pad, but ever since you've been at Sebour Trauma, you've pushed for change. For the better. Why Peggy, Rogers and Douglas can't agree on anything is they think you should've left Sebour, gone back to Begs. But Karl and I, though you should've just reitred from medicine then and there. But you have proved everyone wrong. I am glad I know you as a person and as a doctor.." Quinton smiled as he said "I'd like to bring you aboard the ship of Trauma." Tryal then said "You'd want me? I mean.." "It would be the same salary and we would release someone from here to go over to General, but I think it's a chance no one else would ever get.." Douglas then said "I have paperwork if you need it.." "Douglas!!" said Peggy. "You knew this was going to happen Peggy, please. For once just be quiet." Quinton nodded and grabbed out of his briefcase documents as Karl said "We get who?" "I'm paging them now.".. Suddenly a knock at the door. "Come in.." The door opened and the person walked in. "Dr Tryal comes in to Sebour Trauma. And Dr Owen Altmann goes to Sebour General, as the head of Trauma Medicine." Peggy raised her eyebrows and said "We haven't had a head of trauma medicine ever.. Why the change, and why now?" "Peggy.. shush.." Owen nodded his head and said "I've done 4 active tours as a war surgeon, have seen everything nothing surprises me anymore. Just last week I had a patient with a gun lodged in their 'holster', turned sour when one of our doctors went to do an exam and she was shot internally in the spine. Paralysed herself, claimed she smuggled the gun on orders from her boyfriend who was in jail.. Funniliy enough she is now in jail for Attempt Arms Smuggling.." Peggy rolled her eyes. "So we get rid of Regal Legend over here for Broken War Medic.. Thanks Quinton.. Thanks alot.." "Broken War Medic? I don't think so Dr Newton. I have been everywhere my medical career has taken me. It has taken me to Harvard. John Hopkins, and the UoW. You don't get to call me Broken War Medic. I served my country because medics in conflict zones are highly sought after but they never fly out. You don't get to call me that at all, Doctor Newton..." Quinton smiled and said "He's all yours, have fun Owen. Fair sure you'll have more guns in 'holsters' at General." "Please don't even joke about that Quinton.." Quinton laughed as Owen and Douglas went outside. and Quinton said to Tryal, Rogers and Karl. "Can me and Peggy have a moment please?" they nodded and they went outside. "You have a lot of nerve to brush General like that Quinton. I mean why?" "I don't need to explain why. I am here to do a job. This one. And I am going to do it right, this time if I screw up, it's on me and no one else." "Tryal.. What are you doing with him?" "None of your concern." Quinton went over to the door and he said "If you excuse me. I have to go waste some time saving lives." Quinton closed the door leaving his open briefcase on the table. Peggy went over to it and looked at the paper work, they were news clippings. She looked at one and it said 'MEDICAL WORRY, disgraced doctor becomes Head of Medicine at Sebour Trauma.' and another 'NEW BEGININGS. From Brain surgery to Interim Head of Medicine.', she looked at one more that said 'A DIFFERENT APPROACH TO MEDICINE' as Peggy looked up and Quinton was in the doorway. Peggy looked and said "I'm sorry.." "Don't be.." They smiled as Quinton said "Times change." Quinton was now ready for the biggest challenge of his career.

Sebour- The Finale
It had been a month since Quinton and Kari married but Quinton wasn't happy. he had made a mistake in marrying someone he had feelings for a long time. Quinton didn't tell Kari this because he didn't want her to know. Quinton was talking to an old friend and said "Did I make the right choice? Marrying Kari? I don't think I did. She and John were best friends, and they have always been together ever day I seen them, before I ruined it.." "Did you make the right choice? No. You didn't you got involved and you got to close this time. Quinton what you did to them. You broke them apart and they didn't need that. What pushed them together again was her being pregnant with your baby. Then you went and left. Kari had no one. Quinton her coming here was a chance to make up for the wrong you did. You blew that and as much as I hate to say it, you should not have married her. She might feel the same." Quinton rubbed his temples as he said "I reckon something worse can happen to someone.." "Like what Quinton? Being shot? having a miscarriage? no Quinton what happened all those years ago isn't something you can be proud of. You need to know now. Is this the right choice, and do I make this choice while she is at work.." Quinton hung the phone up as he looked at their wedding photo. Quinton kissed it before he ripped it up. He knew what his decision entailed and his future wasn't with Kari..

​Sebour Rising- Quinton's 2nd Cancer Diagnosis
Quinton was sitting in his office, replying to emails and scheduling appointments for many patients. As Quinton was doing that he saw Karl run past with a huge folder. Karl didn't stop, but Quinton didn't worry. A few minutes later Karl knocked on the door and walked in. "Karl, you were in a rush before, something wrong?" Karl sat down and put the folder on the table. "Remember how we do routine blood tests on everyone works here." Quinton nodded and said "Of course. I have mine done every month, from previous injuries I was told to but its never been anything I take advantage of. What's wrong." Karl's look turned sombre and he opened the file and showed Quinton. "I'm so sorry Quinton. But your cancer has returned. And there is nothing medically now that we can do.." "What about treatment? What I underwent last time?" Karl looked up and said "That's not an option not this time. Because of your previous diagnosis it makes it harder to treat and manage." "I'm a ticking time bomb?" "It could be a number of months Quinton because you go down hill. You will be putting up a hell of a fight, to beat cancer again if you did." Quinton nodded and said "No.. I'm not going to fight it. That's all I have done here in Sebour, is fight to survive and I can no longer do that, I've been shot, hit by a car and had two heart attacks. How much fight can one person put up? I mean." Karl looked and said "I'm sorry Quinton. But this means if you no longer seek treatment, that a 2nd diagnosis of blood cancer is nothing bad.." "Nothing bad. But what if I did do treatment and ended up dying anyway.. Its hard no matter the choice. But this time. I am going to fight til the last breath. I am not undergoing treatment anymore." Karl then said "I assume people will find out very quickly that you are sick again. You can never hide these things for to long." Quinton nodded and said "Nah mate. I'll fight one more battle, and that's to make sure I live long enough to see home again." "Snowy Region? You plan to go back?" "One last time. Before I know I get to bad. I want to see the sights again.." Karl sobering look of distain for what Quinton was about to do, to him was insane. Karl nodded and said "I have to go now.. But Quinton.. I am sorry.. You know.. This sucks." Karl walked over to the door and Quinton said "I know it does. But life goes on mate. Be prepared for things not to go your way.." Karl nodded and left the room and closed the door. Quinton slammed his fist on the table and swore. "Fucking fuck!" as he slammed his fist on the table 3 more times. Quinton had tears coming from his eyes. For him this way truly,end of the road. Karl was outside as he heard the noise coming from the office and he decided not to go in. Linda walked past and said "What's wrong Karl?" Karl looked at Linda and said "It's Quinton.. His cancer.. It's come back.." Linda looked at Kari and said "100%?" Karl nodded. "He even sad he doesn't want treatment." Linda looked in the window and saw Quinton holding his thumb it was facing the opposite direction. "He's not having treatment is he?" Karl nodded again. "No he's not. He's put up so much fighting here. Its all he has done. He's been brave. Idiotic..fucking Quinton, Linda..." Linda looked at Karl and said "He's doing the right thing Karl. He really is. he's had enough, that's fair enough for him.." as Linda knocked on the door, Trish walked over and said "Do you want me to go in there?" Linda nodded and said "You might need this.." Linda passed her a thumb brace and said "Good luck.." Linda and Karl walked away as Trish went into the room. She sat Quinton down on the ground, relocated his thumb and put on the thumb brace. Trish said to Quinton. "What you are doing.. Is brave. Very brave my old friend.." Quinton looked at her and said "You really think that?" "I do.." Trish held Quinton in her arms and he cried.

​Sebour Rising- Quinton Loses Ability To Walk
As Quinton woke in his office, he heard the phone ring, he answered it and hung up 10 minutes later. Quinton was feeling the strain of his old injuries, his knee was killing him and his back was hurting badly. Quinton took off his coat and sat it on the table. Quinton called the head of medicine and said he was going home early because he felt ill. As Quinton got through the door as he got home, he left the door open, and he sat on the stairs feeling woozy. Quinton grabbed his phone from his pocket and dialed a number, but before they answered Quinton collapsed on the stairs rolling his way to the bottom, his head covered in blood. The phone calling on 'Hello, Sebour Hospital, front desk.. Hello? Anyone there?' the phone died as Quinton finally past out. At the hospital, Karl was walking and talking with Peggy, they reached Peggy's office and said "That's about it. We're level 2 at the moment, and everything right now is quiet." "You'll inform me if anything changes yes?" "As always Dr Newton." Karl nodded as he left the room and closed the door. Peggy sat down as she looked through a file, as she got a phone call. "Hello Newton speaking." "Dr Newton, we have a concern for welfare call coming from the station. Person rung and their phone cut out, this was 2 days ago." Peggy rubbed her temples and said "Are you tracing it?" "We traced it. We're sending an ambo out now." "Good. good." Peggy ended the call and she finished reading the patients file, she walked over to the shredder and shredded it. "Menance." she said under her breath. In the Emergency room, Karl and Linda were waiting for the concern for welfare call to come in. "What damage do you think?" "Could be anything really, assault, stabbing.." as the paramedics came in with the gurney "68 year old male, found unconcious in his home, with head injury and possible spinal injury, GCS is now 15, he woke up 10 minutes ago, when we were in the back of the ambo." Karl said "That's Quinton. Roll him into Resus for now." as the medics and doctors moved, Karl said "Quinton, what happened?" Quinton still groggy said "I felt ill and I went home, got home and sat on the stairs, I went to stand up and I collapsed, went down the stairs." Karl looked at Linda who said "Alright full trauma series, x-rays the works." as they moved Quinton over to another bed, they moved him into sub-acute. As Karl pulled Linda aside he said "Peggy needs to know." "Until we have answers, no we don't. She will be informed, when we get those scans back." "I don't like this Karl, he was out cold for 2 days. He should be dead.." "And somehow he survives two days in his house on the floor.", Karl turned to the paramedic and said "Who called it in?" "A neighbour did, and apprentley someone hear did as well. We found his phone next to him, phone was dead but we charged it and saw the last number called was the nurse station." "So a nurse called you out?" "No, we don't take hospital calls as concern calls, the neigbhours concern for wellfare is a much bigger deal." "What? So if a nurse says someone called and their in trouble, to ignore it?" "Unfortunately we have to. Look i'm sorry but this is much bigger than me or you." "So who was there when you got there?" "The neighbour and some police, the police were dealing with a distraught neighbour and the kid. Look we have to go now." "Ok, go. I'm going to back that one up for sure." "Listen Dr Kennedy, from what I heard the neighbour the night before heard a crash, didn't check on it and get concerned when he walked past Quinton's house to see his door was open. He got closer and saw the body on the ground, saw him breathing and called in a Concern Call. We got there and we found him. he's awake now, but never out of the woods." Karl nodded and so did Linda who waved the ambo away. as the nurse rushed back to the two with scan results. "You look rattled." "Believe me, so will Quinton." Karl put the xrays back in the paper and said "I'm taking these to Peggy, but right now, stitch up that cut." Karl said to the nurse "Put these in my office, I have another meeting with Peggy in 10 minutes, get the old scans as well, we may need to compare." The nursed nodded and went away. Karl looked at Linda and said "Old injury?" "No doubt, not a word alright, you don't just collapse for no reason, he said he felt ill, go with that before I go.." Karl and Linda walked over to Quinton who was now coherent. "Doctor Kennedy." "Which one?" "How were the scans?" "Inconclusive Quinton, right now you need to rest." "Is someone reading them? Yes, a neruologist. Nothing to worry about." "Don't pull that one on me Karl." "Oh shut up Quinton." said Linda, "Right now you're a patient, act like one.", as Karl cleaned the cut he finished up and said nothing as a nurse took over. Karl signalled he was leaving he took off his gloves and put them in the bin. Karl walked up the hallway to where the nurse was standing with his scans, "Thank you" he said grabbing them on the way. Karl jogged to Peggy's office, where he opened the door. "Karl. What is it?" Karl catching his breath said "It's Quinton, Peggy, he's in emergency. He was found unconcious in his house this morning, he's saying he felt ill, got home, got to the stairs and just collapsed, he's got a nasty cut which we just stitched up and cleaned. and he's had scans, I also brought the previous ones from when he was crushed by the tree branch, and the car accident." Peggy nodded and said "Good thinking. Let's see." Peggy walked over to her room's xray light, and put up both sets of scans. Peggy pointed to the first scan which was the tree one. "You see here? His L5 was broken, from old files his spine had pretty bad swelling." "I remember that, he said something about walking out of hospital 6 months later." "Spine patients just don't 'walk' out of hospital 6 months later.. the report indicated paralysis, but somehow he did so much rehab he walked, with the use of a cane for 3 months, it's impossible.." "How was he a cop then?" "Don't ask me." as Peggy got the new scan results up, she put her hands to her face and said "Oh no.." Karl looked as well "Shit.." Peggy pointed and said "The L5 is gone, Karl.. complete fracture of his L5, with spinal cord involvement.." as the neuro walked in and said "Incomplete paralysis from the waist down Dr Newton." the neuro sat down and said "I have the same scans as well. This isn't good news for someone who is a cancer patient." Karl looked and said "How is he?" "Impatient, he knows something is up, complained that his legs were numb and he couldn't move his feet. His test was clear, no output. He is paralysed." "From collasping? I haven't heard of a spinal injury from just dropping to the ground.." said Karl. "He was on his stairs yes? He has a history of back injuries and issues. This one was the last straw." said Peggy. "What?" said Karl " I read his files Karl. His back injury from getting a tree branch on his back, he had complications, an infection. He was only a millimetre away from being paralysed, and the thing was, how did he keep going? He rehabbed so hard." "It is possible, after that, his body degraded." "Or his back had enough..", "With this, will he need surgery?" "Unlikey. With the amount of swelling in there, we can't do that type of procedure it'd be way to risky, and his cancer doesn't make it any easier. No neuro-surgeon anywhere would touch him, not because of the cancer but because of the serious complications of the procedure if we do back surgery." "Oh shit.." said Peggy as rubbed her face and put the scans put in the folder. "I guess someone has to tell him now.." "Want me to come with you?" said the neuro. "Sure why not. He's going to hate both of us, me more now." as Karl left the office first he pumped into the same nurse and gave her the files, the neuro still had his set as Peggy and the Neuro walked into emergency, and to where Quinton was. Quinton was still braced as Peggy started talking, "Dr Philips, I am afraid its not good news." Quinton said "Of course its not. I work in a hospital, what's new now?" Peggy swallowed hard and said "Your old injuries have completely broken the L5 veterbrae. That combined with the fall and positive results from other tests show that you are paralysed from the waist down." Quinton surprised said "Spinal involvment?" "Like a rag. Quinton, I'm sorry." Quinton lifted his head up and said "I guess you can take this off now." the nurse took off the neck brace and tilted the bed up a little bit. Quinton got a look at the neuro surgeon and Peggy. "So what happens now?" said Quinton. "It's not as easy as 'what happens now', with any spinal injury the swelling is to be controlled and monitored. We would surgery in all cases to remove debris from hitting the spinal canal, but because of your cancer, it would put your life at risk, and it isn't worth it." "Of course not.." Peggy stood arms folded and said "Tell me how.." How what?" "How someone leaves work feeling ill and then collapses, and ends up paralysed." "The spine from your old injuries, including when you struck by a car, from scans showed weakness. You never said anything about back pain ever?" "No, because I didn't feel like it was hurting.." Changing the topic, Peggy said "We'll move you to a private room, get some rest." Quinton nodded as the nurse's started the paper work. Peggy went back into her office. As Quinton was being settled into his room. Quinton had time to think about his future in medicine. 4 days later Quinton was out of bed and in a wheelchair getting round alright. Quinton had time to think about all he has done in Sebour, and for him a lot of it was bad. He made sure he phoned and apologised to everyone he knew. Quinton knew the time was right, the time had come to leave Sebour.

​Sebour Rising- Quinton resigns
As the board was in a meeting they heard a knock at the door. "Now, what we discuss today will be good for everyone? agreed?" the door knock again. "This better be a good excuse for this meeting to be interrupted. I really hope it is.." said Karl snidely. As the door opened it was Quinton. "Yes what is it Dr Philips." "I need to discuss something." "Can it wait? We are in the midst of an important meeting here Dr Philips." said Peggy. "Dr Newton, please restrain yourself from those types of comments." "Well, is this important, can it wait?" "No, it can't Dr Newton." Tryal sighing in defeat said "Come in. This better be damn important." Quinton wheeled himself in and held up a piece of paper. "This is my resignation. I am officially resigning from medicine." the room went quiet as Quinton explained. "I haven't been the best doctor in the world, everyone knows that. This latest setback, plus my cancer diagnosis, has put things into perspective for me. I can no longer practise medicine for the sake of practising." Quinton paused as Karl said "You refused treatment for something treatable, you've been hit by a car, you've been shot twice and you have had two heart attacks. I call that wanting to give up. It's all you've ever done. Hell, you put a fight when you survived over a month on life support. You couldn't do one more fight?" Quinton nodded and said "It's to much this time Karl. Look I am not going to apologise for stupid things I've done here, because I have learned from them." Tryal said "I assume all your patients know?" Quinton nodded and said "Yes, I have called them all and informed them of my decision, all their details will be forwarded on to another doctor." "Of course, any you seeing to the end?" "No, I wont be seeing any of them off. They're non-surgical for the moment, but one will have to be bumped up on the list, maybe in 2-3 weeks." "What type of injury are we speaking about?" "MPFL rupture, non at the moment but managing his pain is my main concern." "Why haven't you done surgery, that can relieve some pain, if not all of it" said Peggy, "It's a tough injury to rehab and surgery isn't and option for some." "I'll see to that one then." said Karl, "Thank you Dr Kennedy." Quinton looked down as he heard a "Coward" Rogers said under his breath. "I heard that." "And I hope I have a point Philips, there are people that care for you here. Where are you going to go, huh? Where? You've used up every chance here and its possible no other hospital would want you, on your record that you keep.." Quinton paused and said "I'm going home to Snowy Region." Linda butted in and said "You want to leave Sebour? Why?" "I have nothing left to give." Peggy rolled her eyes as Tryal said "You already made your choice, didn't you Dr Philips." Quinton nodded as he put a briefcase on the table. "All my records and my certs and bachleors, I won't need them where I am going." Quinton opened the case and all his paper work was put on the desk and shredded by Karl. "What are you doing that for?" "As you said. You wont need them where you are going." said Linda. Quinton nodded and said "I think I have outstayed my welcome. Goodbye." Quinton sighed as Rogers opened the door and Quinton wheeled himself out. "Now. Where were we?" said Karl. "Continue without me for a moment, please." said Peggy. "Of course Dr Newton. Want some back up?" "No thank you Karl." Peggy stood up and walked out and went after Quinton. "Quinton, wait!" Quinton ignored her the first time. "Dr Philips, stop!", Quinton stopped as Peggy caught up to him. "So, this is what you do best huh? Give up, go home.. To what? Knowing that one day, you will wake up so sick, the nausea, the vomiting and the other symptoms that you'll end up back here? That's if Snowy Region Hospital calls for a chopper in time, Quinton you are making a mistake." "No, Dr Newton, I'm not. I'm going home because I wanted to make sure I ended myself, where it started." "By running away from this problem? Quinton, you can still have successful treatment and be healthy as ever when it comes down to it, its not a death sentence any more." "Peggy stop. I am a doctor in a wheelchair from a disease that claimed my ability to walk, that combined with every other injury I have had, will make me a great candidate for going into remission a third time huh? Sure it would Peggy, the only problem with that is I am 68, recovery from this type of thing would take years Peggy, if not kill me out right." "And have you told a very PREGNANT Kari of your decision, how will she take it? And it's not like you can Terese and Paul either, because they already left for New York!" Quinton stunned said "Terese what?" "Left with Paul to go to New York, not like you ever listen though." "Kari I'll deal with. I promise you that." "Promise? Yeah right, that you shocking her and saying you're going home to die isn't going to send her into early labor, then go whatever floats that boat." Quinton put his hand on Peggy's hand, but Peggy pulled away. "I finally get to see you for what you really are." she said as she turned around angry. "And what is that Peggy?" "A pathetic excuse for a human being. Did you even tell your own son.. Did you tell Claude you were sick? No because I would of have taken that call from him. What do I say to him when he calls next huh, 'sorry Claude, Quinton's gone home.. to die.' No Quinton I wont do that, and because I care to much for your own son than I do about you. I hate you so much, you put me through hell when you moved here. I almost quit my job in medicine because of you." "Then go back to your precious meeting then Dr Newton, because I know where I now stand." Peggy kneeled down to Quinton with a tear in her eye, "Stay here then. Prove to me you aren't gutless, because if you were a patient several months ago, I clearly remember hearing about you doing that thing for Paramedic Barry." "Barry was dying Peggy, he was going to die in the emergency room." "You had a torn MCL and you were no where near even leaving, let alone returning to work, at least try and compose yourself a little more then." "Stop it will you.. Please." Peggy stood up and said "I hope you can live with this, because when I hear the news, I will be thankful to you for making sure, you are at peace with yourself. Dr Dabble." "Don't you dare call me that." Peggy laughed and faced Quinton, "Or what Quinton, strike another woman? I'm sure you'd love to spend your dying days in jail, would be great for you huh.." Quinton looked up and said "Peggy, I am sorry, but I need to go home. For me." Peggy even more angry said "Then, I hope you burn in hell." Quinton smirked as she said in reply "Don't you dare say 'kick ass Dr Newton', because you don't deserve to ever say that to me again. You're nothing but selfish to everyone you have worked for. Goodbye." Peggy walked away as Quinton looked at Peggy going. Quinton decided to go after her, "Peggy, wait.." Peggy stopped and turned, Quinton saying "You're right you know. I'm an arsehole, always have been. I've never listened because I have been afraid to do a lot of things that others wouldn't normally do. Doing everything in Begs, chasing dreams, being the best I could've been. It was hard after Jen died, wondering if I fit in anywhere after everything I did, I ruined a lot of things between us, but please don't hold this grudge forever, because one day, you'll do this to. Probably not in the chair, but you will face another fight, much worse then me. So yes I am a coward, I am a coward for going home, resigning and asking someone else to go with me. Because as much as I don't like it. I am going to go back to my... our childhood home and live my days out there."​ Peggy looked at Quinton and said "I can't believe you. ​'Your fight? What about everyone who has lived here? They have put up with more then you know. Everyone here took a vote you know. After you attacked Terese. We all voted no. But we were out manned by Tryal. He hated what you did but he didn't want to see you leave. I reckon you should've just left then. Saved all the hassle, but no, you were too 'good' to let go, those were his words, and in someways you let him down a hell of a lot.." '​Peggy stopped as Quinton turned and held Peggy's hand. Peggy furious said "I still hate you, and trust me that feeling is everywhere. But now, I can see you've lived here and changed only you." "That's half true." Peggy pulled away from Quinton as Peggy started walking away. "Goodbye Quinton." Peggy walked back to the meeting room as Quinton went outside. "She was right you know.." said Karl. "Everything she said we true." Quinton turned and faced Karl. "Is it really?" "Oh of coures it is. You are a dick." Back in the meeting room Peggy sat down again and said "Sorry about that, where were we?" as the meeting conitnued Quinton finished talking to Karl, who told him everything. Quinton realised this and he went back to the boardroom and apologised to everyone, including Peggy. Peggy took the apology and smiled back at Quinton. She was still mad, but a little more forgiving now. Quinton then said "I am truely sorry. For everything. I have done some bad stuff, and some mean things to everyone and for that I apologise wholeheartedley." as Quinton finished up, he left the room. He went outside and took one last look at the hospital.

​Sebour Rising- Quinton's Death
Quinton was weaker by the day and he had little time left, but he was making time for himself.. It had been 5 months since he moved back home to Snowy Region to be at peace with himself and make sure he was at peace, but Quinton had no regrets on what he decided to do. Trish was helping Quinton out more, since Quinton had no energy to even push himself around in his wheelchair. Quinton had blood tests and scans done a week before, showing that his cancer had spread to his brain and he was given the timeline of a couple of weeks. This didn't scare Quinton as he was prepared to die, but for Trish it was a different story, Trish was used to seeing people ill as she was nurse, but in a way she couldn't Quinton dying, because they knew each other and went back years, as tough as it was seeing Quinton decline so much in many years of knowing him. A few days after that news had rocked Trish, but not Quinton, some good news came through. Kari and John had their third child, it was a girl and they named her Beatrice. Quinton was on the phone to Kari, "That is great news. Congrats both of you. How are Kelly and Frank taking it, they can now protect their new sister.?" "Very well. they are flying out as soon as possible to." "Its going to be so good for you to see them again." as Kari and Quinton continued talking Trish was standing outside Quinton's room. Trish walked into the kitchen. Quinton finished his conversation with Kari and hung up. It was late at night and Quinton was tired, Quinton got into bed. Quinton woke up the next morning and he was dressed. He decided to go outside. Trish was sitting in the kitchen making breakfast. When she had a chill go down her spine. Trish stopped making breakfast and went outside to see Quinton looking into the distance. She walked over to him and kneeled down as she did, she felt Quinton's neck for a pulse, there was none. He was gone. Trish sighed a sigh of relief, he was no longer in any more pain, but now she had to inform back home, but first. Trish contacted Snowy Region hospital and they called an ambo and the police. An hour later they took the body away and the officer said "What are you?" "I'm a nurse, an old friend. He had blood cancer it was his second diagnosis." "He refused treatment?" she nodded. "Yes if you read his file you'd understand why." the officer nodded and said "Where are you headed now?" "I have to make a call. But I am leaving as soon as possible. I need to get back to Sebour." the officer nodded and said "He must've meant a lot to die at home." the officer tapped Trish's shoulder and walked away. .

Trish walked over to her computer, she opened it, but then closed it, because a note and an email seemed inappropiate. Trish swallowed hard and reached for the phone. She dialed a number and the person who answered it was from Sebour, but she didn't know who it was until they answered. "Officer Mark Michaels, Sebour Police.." "Mark?" "Trish! is that you?" Trish was sombre and on the verge of the tears. "Yes it is Mark. Are you with anyone?" "Yes, I'm with everyone. excluding Paul and Terese, cause you know.. New York." "Can you please put me on speaker please." "Of course." Mark put Trish on speaker and said "This may seem and come as a shock, but this morning, Quinton died.." the sound of sobbing came from the other end, it was Kari who was feeding Beatrice. "That's rough..." Trish said "I'm coming home. I can't be here anymore. But please look after the hospital staff. they'll need you." Peggy saying "We look after each other. It comes with the job." everyone nodded as Kari said "How did he go?" "Watching the fog go behind the clouds.." Mark then said "You just get yourself home Trish. You've had a rough trot the last couple of months. Look I'll hangup, get yourself here, be safe." Mark hungup as he looked at Peggy, who was on the verge of tears. Douglas was standing next to her and he comforted her, as Karl with Linda hugged.

3 days later Trish made her way back to Sebour for Quinton's funeral, and was met by everyone. "You made it.." Trish looked and said "Yeah I did. I wasn't going to, but I had to sign Quinton's house onto the market, the bank now owns it. Those last couple of months sucked, that's all I can say." Peggy walked up to Trish and said "It went to his brain didn't it?" Trish nodded and said "He was so.." Trish couldn't finish, and Peggy hugged her as Trish broke down. "I never want to do that again, I mean I've seen people die, but it made it harder knowing, that any moment he'd die in that chair, or in bed.." Peggy nodded and said "It's hard for all of us." as Quinton's funeral started, Peggy had the opening words.

​"Quinton was a man who made sure he had what he wanted. I mean if you can survive months on lifesupport, and then being kidnapped after that, you can survive anything. We saw that. Everyone in Sebour saw that. At the hospital, he was like a bull at a gate, you couldn't stop him. He saved lives, and even put a few at risk. But nothing could or can prepare us to say goodbye. All I can say is at least he is at peace."- Dr Newton

​30 Minutes later and it was all over, the eulogy's were done and Quinton was being buried.

​Sebour Rising- The Letters
As things were calming down after Quinton had died, people were starting to get back to normal. As normal as they could. As Quinton's death came as a shock to many people he had done the unthinkable during his last days in town, he had mailed letters to everyone and some people didn't even notice. But it was the day everyone was going to read the. Kari was sitting in her room when John came in with a letter and said "I found this. There are two and one is mine." "Who is it from?" "It's from Quinton.." "He didn't did he?" "He did.." Kari smiled and said "Should we tell anyone?" John put his letter down and said "No, we should let everyone read theirs in peace, and if they want to come here and read it aloud let them." Kari nodded as she held Beatrice in her arms and said "If only he saw her." "You know what you are going to tell her when she grows up?" "What?" "What a brave man Quinton was. He did so much, put up with so much as well. He was truly amazing Beatrice. He saved lives, saved ours. Loved everyone for who they were.." Across town Peggy was going through a lot of paperwork when she found her letter, Peggy smiled as she said "You bloody Menance..". Quinton's presence was felt across town even if he was dead. Everyone started reading their letters in private...

Peggy:​ "''​My dearest sister, known as the "Leader" the "Innovator", I am gone if you are reading this. I want you to know that I didn't take my decision to return home lightly. After Mum and Dad died, I needed to find some clarity, and I found that working at both Sebour Trauma and Sebour General. I was given an amazing chance at Trauma after letting everyone at General down, I was given a second chance. And knowing that you were behind me in the end was great closure. I understand what you did and why you did it, you need to remain strong for the staff at Sebour General, because you are a natural leader. Go Kick Ass Sis, because knowing you, you're halfway to being the greatest. Love you sis." ''​.

​Mark:''​"I can say alot about you Officer Michaels, but you are a man of great talent. Smart, courageous and daring. Something I think every cop needs. You didn't see me as the ex-alcoholic, you saw me as a person, and to me, that meant so much more. All I can say about you Mark, is that what happens in your career, you deserve to be happy for a long timye. And I do sense a massive police career ahead for you..." ''​

Tryal:''​"You stand by every choice you make. You became my 2nd in charge whilst I was in charge at Trauma. And you put up with alot from me, but I thank you Tryal I really do. Everyone apart of the board deserved so much more from me and from everything I did I made it work out in the end..." ''​

Drexia: ​"I can tell you to remain srrong. But you don't need to. Even with more gone you are in charge of the biggest Unit in hospital history. Keep that going as all the legacy you can give is put into the work you and Andrew did to get the Neurological Surgery Unit up and running. I am glad he made me his Legacy and I will be forever grateful. Hold your head up high Drex. Because you have done it all, you are the glue that holds Trauma together."

​Karl: ​"I remember the first day I met you. You got mad at me because I said I needed to meet someone on the board. I remember that because my first impression was 'he gets it done.' and I stick by that for now and forever to come. I am glad to have known you for as long as I did."

​Linda: ​"I remember meeting you trust me I don't forget that easily. Something about you made me say 'I needed someone like this in Begs. I needed a mentor like Linda'. You two became my family in hard times. When you stayed with me after brain surgery, it gave me hope. Hope. That's all I needed. Because you are strong, and I loved that about you.."

​Douglas: ​"We had our run ins but they were great run ins. You put up with a lot from me and I would like to say sorry for that. It was never easy for me to see someone so in charge of his boardmembers. You did that and I commend you for it. Please look after Peggy, if not I will haunt you forever.."

Kari: ​"We lost Michelle in the worst way, you lost me and I can say sorry as much as I want, but that wouldn't cut it. Not in hell. I cannot let you think that. Ever. I know I wont be able to ever met your gorgeous baby girl, get to hold her, but you have John, to keep you company now. I wasn't running away from Sebour. Sebour was my home for 15 years, and leaving was hard. But one thing that made me happy, was hearing the day you told me you were pregnant. I wasn't mad, I was happy. Be happy Kari. Be happy for your baby girl and if that means forgetting about me, please do so."

John: ​"Like a train wreck. We got along, I messed up big time.. Losing so much of myself and your relationship was one of my biggest regrets. I don't blame you for throwning me on the floor all those years ago. Keep Kari strong, because you need each other.."

​As everyone else finished reading their letters, they gathered to read them aloud to each other. It was a moment that everyone needed it was the closure they needed for the loss of the towns most creative character.

​Sebour TFC- Paul Dies
As Rogers was walking down the street when he heard gunshots coming from a store downtown, this was uncommon for Sebour, as it had a low crime rate but still had its fair share of problems. Rogers then saw police cars flying to where the shots were fired. As Rogers got to the scene, Mark Michaels who had been promoted to police commander after the retirement of Jeremy Lomax was putting the people who did it in handcuffs. Rogers wondered to an officer and asked them if anyone had been hurt, they had said no, but to keep an eye out for anyone who had been struck by a stray bullet. The officer turned away to Mark just as the officer got into the car, Mark went over to him and said "Anthony, this is no place for you. No place for you at all. You should know that." "Was anybody hurt Mark, just tell me that.." "We're sending an amublance out to look for anyone who was hurt by a stray bullet." "How come Lomax never did that." "Because gunmen now are getting reckless. They shoot then ask questions later. You know how it goes." "Sadly I do, sometiems I don't wish to be reminded of how many times Quinton was shot at.." "At least you know he did something. He never gave up fighting." "I heard a rumour he did treatment. But it stopped working.." said Mark. "If it spread to his brain of course it would. He was a tough man, brave till the end, I wish we could've been the stong men he was." as Rogers was about to continue he got a phone call. "Hello Anthony Rogers, yes I know him why? Oh dear.. I'm on my way." Rogers hungup the phone and said "That was a member of the public. They've seen someone limping along the freeway." "What makes you think they need medical attention?" "What makes me think that these people will walk free for gun crime? Because it makes the most sence Mark, look I gotta go." As Rogers ran to his car he made a drive for the freeway. As Rogers was looking for the injured person he had another phone call come through again from Mark. "Have you found him?" "No, I haven't.. Not yet.." as Rogers was halfway down the freeway he spotted the person. "I found them.." Rogers pulled over to the emergency lane and put his brakes on and stopped the car. He got out of the car and hung up the phone. He knew he was parked illegally but this was a real emergency. Rogers walked over to the injured person, as he looked around him he saw a blood trail a long trail of blood that was seen from up the freeway and said "Sir, are you ok?" the person turned around, much to the shock of Rogers, it was Paul. "Paul? You were hit in the crossfire?" Paul stood in agony and said "I was in the crossfire, I got into the shops as one of the guns went off, I copped two bullets one in the leg, in the gut, been in nothing but pain for the last several minutes, this isn't good mate..." "You walked this far? Paul it's 25 minutes back into town, how did you walk that far? Have you seen the trail of blood you left behind? A shark would be jealous.." "No time for jokes.. Just take me to hospital, you have your car.." "I haven't any medical equipment in the car." "What good that makes you.." "Well sorry to disappoint but it's my wife's car, she wouldn't like blood in her car covers.." just as Rogers spotted an ambulance, he sat  Paul down and tried to flag the ambulance down. The ambos saw him and Rogers and they pulled over. "Dr Rogers, you can't park in an emergency lane without an actual emergency.." Rogers nodded and said "How's this for Emergency then.." Rogers walked with the ambos to Paul, Rogers stole a pair of gloves from the ambulance and put them on as he then lifted Paul's pant leg to show a huge wound from the bullet. "Oh boy.. Mark's gonna have a field day with this." said one ambo. "What did you follow?" "The blood trail. We were following it, and it was Mark's idea." again the phone rang. "Yes, Mark we found him. We found who got shot. It's Paul.." "Alright get him to hospital right away, how is he?" "GCS is 14. he's awake and somehow stable, but that may not last that long." "Alright.." the phone hungup as Rogers said to the ambo wrapping Paul's leg and said "You drive stick?" "Yes, that ambulance is stick.." "Good, I am going with him and you can take my car.Follow the ambo of course, we're on our way to Sebour General." they both nodded as Rogers gave his keys to the ambo. 10 minutes later they were at the hospital with Peggy on call, as the ambo came in Rogers' car was parked and the ambo got out to open the back door. Rogers was intubating Paul and said "He had a seizure on the way over, gave him something to stop the seizure, but it went on for 3 minutes. The bullet wound to both his stomach and leg are entry, exit wounds. But his leg is a mess." Peggy looked at it and said "What was he shot with?" "No idea, but he walked 25 minutes down the freeway to find help." "Ah, you found the blood trail." Rogers nodded and said "What about Mark?" "With the idiot who shot up the place he was at, he knows about Paul." as Peggy and Rogers rushed him into emergency. Karl was running around with blood, and Dr Babcock was there working to stop the bleeding from his leg. Rogers said "You know he came back here he came back to Sebour to be selfish to Terese..." "I'd do the same thing. 2 years is a long time. I mean Jeremy retired from the force, now Mark is top cop. Linda retired and now runs a business, a lot happens.. I mean how many times do you stop and go to New York open on broadway and meet celebs.." said Babcock. "Everyday.." was Karl's retort. Peggy said "We have to take him to surgery now. Get this mess cleaned up." as they took Paul into surgery everything was going fine until they hit a snag. His artery had been compromised and it stopped flowing blood completely. They made the choice to reroute the blood as they would have to come back and finish the surgery at a later time. As Paul was taken to an ICU room, Rogers was sitting by his side reading his chart, as Peggy, Babcock and Karl were sitting and reading something else. An hour later, Rogers was reading something that people signed when they didn't want care from hospital staff anymore. "You found his wishes?" "He's for no extraordinary measures..No nothing. He only wants a tube to keep him alive.." "What makes you think he wont survive this.." "The fact we had to close. The fact he had a seizure. The fact that we found shards of glass in his bullet wound, meaning he was underneath the window when it shattered." "He doesn't do things by halves.." "Oh no he doesnt.." Babcock nodded as was changing the dressing on Paul's leg. Paul's leg in the space of 6 hours had turned bright red. "Is that normal?" "No its not, it means he's got some sort of infection and everything we are giving him isn't working.." "What if he had a silent heart attack when he was under?, I mean he did say he was on the verge of having something huge happen to him. He said the other day is doctor over in the states said he was healthy, We need to base something on that. He would've woken up by now. I may be no ballistics expert, but bullets aren't a thing that stay in bodies." they talked about it and they did tests, all the tests came back positive that he had a massive heart attack during surgery without any of the doctors knowing. Paul wasn't going to wake up. Peggy looked at Rogers and said "Does his family know he's here?" "Terese does.. But he divorced her." as this conversation went on, they heard the machine continue beeping doing its thing. 'beep, beep, beep..' then the long 'beep' and finally the 'beep' to end all beeps, the flatline. As Rogers went over to get the paddles, Peggy stopped him and said "Anthony..Let him go." Rogers said "At least, let my try, let me try once, that's all I ask, let me try once....Please Peggy." Peggy nodded as she stepped away and Rogers yelled out "Clear", Paul's lifeless body flung, as Rogers did another shock, and 5 more after that. "Anthony. It's time to let go.." Anthony looked at Peggy's face then down at Paul's and said "Of course.. time of death 12:30.." as Rogers put the paddles back, Mark was informed that a victim of the crime that happened eariler was now dead. This now meant that they other people involved were now up for murder. As the room was cleared out and the answers given to police and people were charged. 3 days later all 4 people involved was sentenced to life in prison. Now it was clear, that now everything was changing again. Sebour was still not the same again.

​Trivia

 * Karl met Linda at Med school