Quinton Philips

Dr Quinton Philips was a male doctor in medicine, retired NOL league player, and was also a teacher and later a police lieutenant. Quinton was born in Snowy Region NSW. Also Quinton worked and resided in the town of Begs. Quinton retired from the NOL because of Injury (Him stating form and choices as the matter), he then retired from Medicine as an Orthopaedic Surgeon, after marrying his love Jenifer Kari Philips. Quinton taught at his old school. Jen and Quinton also had a child named Claude Philips who also played in the NOL and he also became a teacher. Quinton later became the deputy principal of Begs High, later stepping down and returning to the PDHPE department. Quinton later retired from teaching, became a police officer and then retired to public life. Quinton later died due to failing health. During the alternate storyline of Philips' character he moves to a town called Sebour and makes new friends and a new life. in the alternate storyline Quinton suffers a cancer relapse and survives.

Young Life and NOL Start
Quinton was born and raised in the town of Snowy Region and from the age of 5 he was into all sports. He also had a sister named Peggy Newton who was born several years earlier. When Quinton was 12 he was given a contract in the National Oztag League Junior League side, but there was one catch, he had to finish his high school years.

NOL Premiership
As the team won their final 10 games of the season, Quinton was the first rookie to take his team through to a Grand Final. With the retirement of Jorge, Quinton was made the youngest captain of an NOL team. Before they ran out for their final match of the season Quinton said "These guys are relentless. But they leave huge gaps in their defense, with the rule changes now we can fend and turn 360', we can get this and we can win this." Quinton then said "We do this for our retired captain." Quinton put his hand in and so did the team. The team belted out "Colts!" before running out. "In his first season in the NOL, Quinton became captain after the retirement of Jorge Jenkins, scored 20 tries and managed to play for his state in the NOL Origin, winning 40-10, and even played for Australia in the AUS v NZ match. Setting up 4 tries and scoring one of his own, and at the age of 18, he turns 19 next week. This'll be a great present, and he's even got the school aged kids having a go. He's been great to the game." As the game started Quinton swallowed hard and took in air. Quinton saw the crowd, it was the biggest crowd of the year and the cheering was deafening. Quinton caught the ball and run past the defense, the gaps were showing and the colts managed to get to the 10 metre line in the first 20 seconds. Quinton passed to the winger Jacko, and he scored a try, in the first 10 minutes the score was 40-12, and Quinton scored 3 of the tries, both wingers, centres and both props scored 2 each. The match was on a knife edge when half time came. Three members of the Rabbits had their season ended with knee injuries and the captain was placed on report 4 times, they were imploding from the stress. The score was 60-20 and the Rabbits had no interchanges left, members playing out of position and a coach who looked like he was going to tear up the contract of his captain. As the teams were in the shed Quinton said "We need to keep our defense up. No lazy tries or missed tackles. We still have 3 interchanges left and we need to use them correctly. Our props have been playing like their on fire setting up and scoring tries, protecting our line. When the 50th mintue mark comes we'll do a three interchange, Tim, Derrik & Jesse will come off, Jason, Greg and James will come on. This is a cruel game and we must not let any more tries in. Alright? Good." As Quinton put his mouth guard back in he ran out to the cheers and boos. He smiled and got into position. When the 50th minute came on they used their last interchanges and thats when all hell broke loose. Greg tackled one Rabbit member and made him puke, he was put on report for dangerous conduct, and the captain was knocked out cold, putting Jason on report, but the Rabbit captain kept on playing and he was again put on report for breaking concussion protocol. As the captain of the Rabbits had the ball Quinton blindsided him with a good tackle. As Quinton reeled out of the tackle he called for the medics. "Are you alright? I didn't mean it.." "Bloody hell. That was a good tackle." As Quinton helped the captain out they exchanged a few words. "So an 18 can produce that. What can your mum produce." This enraged Quinton as he finally cracked. "You know what? I've had enough of your bullshit talking. You play the game concussed, you don't even see the defense. I am done with you and I'm sure your team think that way to. Don't expect me to help you get up after a legal tackle again." Quinton stopped and the play resumed. This time Quinton was running with anger. Quinton ran straight and angry at the Rabbits captain Rex, as he went down, he trampled his hand and stood on his netherregions, all unintenional. As Quinton did this he passed the ball to his winger who scored the matches final try. The end score was 70-20, the biggest NOL grand final win in 30 years. As the whislte went for full time, the captain was still down, holding his hand, he looked up and said "It's all just a game to you. To me it's life." "Enjoy mad Monday without half the team to celebrate with you." Quinton said as he hugged his team-mates. The coach ran out and so did the CEO, proud as punch the team got the victory. The commentators went nuts and the extended Colts team where now partying. As Quinton called for the team to join him on the stage, Quinton said "We were said to fail this season. For the past 4 seasons, we bowed out winning 1 semi final in the past. But today we re-write history, we give the fans what they want. This season has had its ups and downs with the retirement of our captain Jorge. The season ending injury to Ben and the career ending injury to Kami. This is for you guys. This is for the fans." As Quinton lifted the trophy, he yelled "YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH." As he put the trophy in the arms of his team mates he then said "Its been a wonderful season, and we'd like to thank the Bunnies on a good match." Quinton then said "Thank you and thanks for coming out. Words cannot describe this!"

Back to Back Without the Fullback
During pre-season training, Quinton signed a 5 year deal with the Colts that was worth $2.8 million a season, and the salary cap rose from $10mn to $14 mmn, so the Colts re-signed all their players who where off-contract  but for three players who joined rival teams. Quinton was awarded the Fullback position and was given the captainacy full time. The boys where raring to go and so was Quinton. As the 1st round came around, the Colts faced the Ragers, and Quinton was happy to get back to the field. Quinton was getting ready in the sheds when his dad walked in and said "Good to see you going back to the field son. Get ready for a huge season." "Its gonna be a huge one dad. I think we can go back to back. The whole NOL is counting on a team to go back to back." Stan smiled and hugged Quinton then walked out. Quinton put his boots on and huddled the team together. "I want all of you to put in 110% this season. We need to show we are not joking about this season. We proved the NOL world wrong last year. Now lets get this to our year. Our pre-seasons been good, winning the Challenge Cup and the Jumps 9s. We can do this. We are a team.. Colts!" "Colts!" said the team in reprieve. As Quinton ran out with the team he went over to the posts to stretch out. As the season was now on Quinton was ready. As the Rabbits kicked off Quinton got the ball and passed the ball away for a try. During the match it was a hell fire, 4 players were sent off with injuries, 4 went on report. Later during the season, Quinton again took the Colts to the finals. They went straight through to the Preliminary Finals, were they versed the Rabbits. Quinton this time knew their game. Quinton was talking to the boys when he said "We paid a visit last year.. Now remember these boys are relentless. Time to do what we do best." Quinton ran the boys out and he kicked off. As Quinton ran in for a tackle, he caught his head on the hip of his own player. As Quinton reeled out of the tackle, his nose started bleeding and his face started to swell. Quinton fell to his knees and fell on the ground in agony. As the medical crew rushed over to help Quinton, Quinton was holding his jaw, he was also badly concussed. Quinton was put into the recovery position whilst medicos where talking to him. The crowd silent, but the commentators where bias on his injury. "I think he's done his jaw.. The way he's holding his face, his season might be over.." "Just not yet." As Quinton rose, his eye was black and he was placed on the medicab. As Quinton was taken in to the sheds for a scan he knew it was time to step up. "Quinton.. Scans show a small fracture.. You've broken your nose.  The other areas are clear. SCAT Testing next." 20 minutes later Quinton returned to the field with a bandage around his head and stitches on his nose. He was warming up when he was called back into action. "Here running back onto the field.. Its Quinton! Scans have cleared him of any facial injury relating to the jaw or cheekbone. The doctors have said that all the damage he's taken was to his nose. He has no right to be back out here. No right!" Quinton ran back on to the field and said "No more leaking points. Take the left side." Quinton was passed the ball but he passed it to another player. He couldn't see as the swelling was so intense. Quinton put his hand up to the bench and signalled the other fullback, Quinton walked back to the bench and said "I can't see. this swelling is to intense." he said to the doctor. The doctor then signalled the medics who where on the side watching the game. The medic walked over to Quinton who said to the doctor. "That x-ray machine is absolute crap. Replace it." "Alright.." "Not alright do it!" Quinton walked over with the medical crew and placed him on a stretcher. The commentators again speculating his future. "Quinton getting in an ambulance. this could be serious to a very underrated side of the competition." As Quinton was taken to hospital, he had another x-ray taken. This x-ray showed a broken cheekbone and a partially broken nose. Quinton's season was over with surgery. He had to wait 8 hours after the injury had happen due to the swelling. Quinton took to his social media, and wrote "My season is unfortunately over. Broken nose and a broken cheekbone, just had surgery, I now look like someone from a horror movie. Lets see the boys get into the GF. I'll be bigger and better next year. #NOL #Lookin'LikeAmonster." Quinton watched the replay of the match over the internet the next day.

3rd Premiership Season
Quinton's 3rd NOL season as captain, he was struggling with form. Quinton even stated the 2 match a week performances were causing player fatigue and injuries. "Its the 2 game a week schedule that makes most players not able to surpass their gaming milestones.. its insane and it is tiring. Reducing it to 1 game a week and have byes in-between matches, players wouldn't be leaving that way and it needs to happen or else our next superstar will play Rugby League. I don't have anything else to add to that. This is my third season and I've played every match, but its getting to the point where fatigue will cause me to leave the game. Player safety should be a thing in this game. We have rules about jump tackling, but not for burnout? It's getting beyond a joke.." shortly after Quinton talked to the media the NOL changed the game for the better. The NOL introduced a shorter season from 30 rounds to 26 rounds, 4 bye weeks, a 4 months off/preseason and a 1 game a week matching system, starting from the next season. Quinton pushed for this change and it made all people who played in the NOL very happy. This year was the year that Quinton could play in another grand final.

Off Season Medical Degree
During the off season, Quinton had driven to Begs University Centre to train in Medicine, in his sense he was training for his own future. Quinton had taken to his Social media to say that he was doing so, as the NOL wouldn't work forever. Especially since there was 2 games of NOL a week for all clubs. Quinton said this in his media statement "I've decided to join a university to help me with my future. because Snowy Region didn't offer what I needed, I've driven to Begs and joined the Begs Medical Uni for the off season. THIS does not mean I will end up playing for them. I am contracted to the Colts and I will see my contract out there, but if my situation changes I'll need to move to Begs and maybe change team.." Quinton posted this and was happy with his decision. "It wasn't the easiest move. But because of this choice it doesn't matter around."

Final Colts Season
Quinton had been a fan favourite for years. But Quinton couldn't keep up with his medical studies playing for the Colts. he announced that his 4th season at the Colts would be his last. He said at his press conference "I have decided to end my time here at the Colts. Due to my contiuned study in Medicine, I have made the decision to sign with another team. This was the hardest choice I have ever had to make. It was not easy.. I thank the fans for coming to every game and cheering on a 'ball hog' fullback. I thank you for the support I've had during my studies. I hope this doesn't dampen my image in the light of work. the fans are great." Two days after this Quinton signed on with the Begs Ragers on a 4 year deal worth $5mn a season. As the new season started Quinton knew lacing his boots with the Colts for his last season, would have to be his most important one he took to his team and said "listen boys, I may be leaving this season, but that doesn't mean we can win another premiership. Lets do this." As Quinton and the team ran out Quinton looked to the crowd and saw the disappointed face of his father, Quinton pointed and yelled out "this is for me and my future dad. you'd never understand."

Official NOL Retirement
After 6 successful seasons in the NOL, Quinton decided to hang up his boots. He hadn't completed his 5 season deal, only completing two seasons with the Ragers, but he thought it was the right time to do this as his Diploma and Bachelor in Medicine were becoming more important than Oztag itself. Quinton told his team mates his 6th season in the Top Level would be his last. Quinton told the coaches and they called a conference. Quinton was then sitting with the teams CEO + the NOL bosses. Quinton faced the camera and said "Today. I announce my official retirement from the NOL. After 6 successful seasons, and over 300 games, it was the right time to call it. During my career I've played for state 5 times, my country 10 times, my country town 4 times. WInning 4 premierships and 2 Club Challenges." "Was this your own decision, or one made by your path to take at Uni?" "A bit of both." "What do you take away from the NOL..?" "Let me tell you all something... When I signed my 1st NOL contract, I bought my mum and dad a house. I paid for a new car for them, and I even paid a debt for them. My dad is a retired Army veteran who was injured in training conditions.. He now has a new lease on life after I paid for his hip surgery. Family means everything to me. So does a team such as the Ragers or the Colts. But I want to do more. I want to help those in danger/ in need the most. That's why I am going to become a doctor in medicine. Begs was the right place to call it. Many people said I wouldn't last in the NOL after my first full season. 2 games a week until the rule changes. But I proved them wrong. I proved you all wrong. I'm going to show what life will be like when I go into medicine." Quinton stopped and the Big Boss of the NOL said "For your hard work and dedication Quinton, we will pay out the rest of your contract and retirement NOL funds are $40,000 a year + tax. Thank you for all that you have done. You've brung back crowds and we are now signing more school kids in year 12 than ever before." "I hope their not being dumped in the Reggies for 10 years before they play league." "No.. we started the U25s Bolden Cup so we can put them directly into teams for at least a taste of the NOL. New rules are in place making your debut the age of 17, for safety reasons.." "17 is enough to play over 500 games. I was lucky to even be signed!" "You were good enough to the hunters who find people like you Quinton. You brought that to the table." "I brought in what it takes to sit out of a grand final. Ruling myself out of a back-to-back. The new rules in the sheds. Anything suspected of being broken you call for an ambulance and not use out dated shitty equipment!" The Boss chuckled and said "That was part you yes, but whatever you did, we followed because you were the youngest captain to captain a side for 30 years." Quinton smiled and said "Not only that I was the youngest to play for country." Quinton stood up and shook the hand of the BIg Boss and he said "I'll be back one day. In the 9s maybe. But I am forever grateful." Quinton waved and he left the building.

Disheartening news- A second chance
Dr Quinton was in the ER when he was tapped on the shoulder. "Hello Quinton?" Quinton turned around "Hello there.." "Dr Wicks." "Doctor in the National Dance Academy." "I figured. What's the matter?" "Walk with me." "Alright.." Dr Quinton followed Dr Wicks into the Quiet Room. There he saw a dancer lying on the bed. "What happened?" "She broke her leg dancing. And possibly tore her ACL." Quinton then said "What's her name?" "My name is Tara.." "Tara. I'll make a promise." "That'll I dance again?" "I can't promise that but I can get you moving again. Then dance again.." Quinton turned to Wicks "Still have the magic hand of a surgeon?" "I don't know. Why?." "I'll need you on there. Get her ready for surgery. I'll book a room." Quinton and Wicks took Tara in for surgery, and they were both into the surgery and having a conversation. "How bad is this Quinton?" "The damage to the ACL is not bad, but is damaging. I've repaired that. What about the leg?" "Snapped clean in half." "Why was she dancing on her leg at all?" "She pushes herself, she's already injured her back. She loves a challenge." "Yeah, she may never dance again. This break is one of the worst I've seen. She may have come back from a broken back, but this may be her closing curtain." Quinton finally finished and he tapped the bed for the people to move her. Wicks followed Quinton and said "You." "If you think she will dance after an injury that horrific, it caused three kids to vomit Wicks, you have another thing coming. She is to be looked after, if she cannot return, full payment of her school fees. And if she doesn't sue, I won't see a problem with her ever returning to dancing." Wicks then said "She's resilient I'll give her credit, she'll need it." A couple of weeks later Quinton saw Tara again and told her the truth. "You may actually never dance again. We took some tests while you were under, you've got BBS." "What's that?" "Your bones are to brittle for dancing. But if we can give you potassium, we can get your bones strong enough to dance again. Or you'll have to choose another sport." Tara then said "Rehabbing, is the only way to come back from this?" "Basically. What you want is to dance again but your body has had enough. We need to change your diet and the way you eat. Dancing stresses the muscles and joints, your lucky to even still be walking." A couple of months later, Tara was up and walking again, but Tara had some news for Quinton. "Dr Quinton. Thank you for getting me up and walking again. But I've decided to quit dancing. I've never felt better and I think it is the right time to give it up." Quinton smiled and said "I think you're either making a mistake or a very good choice. Do you want to give up your life and return to the farm?" Tara then said "I made the decision over the months. I tried to practice during that time. And it's not giving me a buzz the way it used to. I'm going to the farm to help out." Quinton then said "If you decide to dance again, come and see me, we'll work something out." "Sure thing Dr Philips." A couple of months later Quinton was on call and he was in his office doing work, when he saw Tara again. She was walking past again this time on crutches. "Tara?" said Dr Quinton. "Tara turned and said "Hi Dr Quinton." "What happened to you?" "Foot injury, Dropped something on it at the farm, going to physio." "Come and talk to me first. I'll tell your physio you'll be late." Quinton paged the physio and told her he was talking to Tara. "So how you holding up, how's the leg going?" "Just right. I got a settlement because the injury was on Dance Academy time and they were watching. I've seen three other doctors about my back and they said not to return to dancing for about a year. I've decided to give it up and help at the farm, and help dad and mum even on crutches its not stopping me." Quinton smiled and said "Look it's good to see you up again but Dr Wicks is on the rampage I'd avoid the left corridor. Just remember if you need anymore help.. I'm a call away." Tara smiled and she walked away. Quinton's smile was bigger he had just given someone a second chance.

Losing a teaching friend
As Quinton was walking and talking to Hullen he said "You're the best teacher we've ever had here Quinton. Marks have gone up, and our former ranking of 'worst school on the coast' finally went to another school." "I know. But one question? It seems more people are deliberately injuring themselves badly to get treated by me.." "I can't figure out that question either." As they stepped into the history block when the sound of a gun went off. Quinton then said to Hullen "Check it out." "You first!" Quinton then walked to a room with someone lying on the floor. "Oh dear god!" Quinton grabbed at the door handle and struggled to get the keys in the key hole. Quinton then got the door open and rushed to the persons aid. "Can you hear me?" said Quinton in disbelief. "Yes...Dr Quinton.." Quinton then turned to Hullen and said "Call an Ambulance." "But Quinton the board!" "I DON'T CARE WHAT THE BOARD SAYS! CALL AN AMBULANCE!" Quinton said. As Quinton rolled over the person he saw who it finally was it was Philip. "Phil.." As Quinton saw the gun in his hand he said "What made you do this Phil?" Phil then said "I did it for my job. They were planning to fire me. After all the loyal years of service.." Quinton then said "You were my history teacher Phil all those years ago. You were the best teacher anyone could ever had." "Not to them! Not anymore.." Quinton was holding the bleeding wounds so they would stop but they didn't." Hullen then walked in and said "Phil!" "You were going to fire him?" said Quinton. "Of course not!" "Lies!" said Phil. "You wanted to fire me because I was no longer up to scratch with your methods of teaching" Phil them vomited blood on the floor next to him. Hullen then said "You're an amazing teacher for any school to have, it wasn't you I wanted to get rid of. It was Jumping's. Not you Gregor." "I overheard you say my name. Not Franks.." "Hullen stop." "Why?" "He put the entire clip into his stomach.." Phil then said "Only 3 rounds close up.. I wanted to die." Quinton then reached for the radio on the side of his pants and turned it on. "This is Q10 to the office-day-pigs. Phil Gregor hurt in suicide attempt, please put school on lockdown. Until further notice." "Office-day-pigs reporting back will do." Quinton put his radio on the table and held the wounds of Phil so they would try to stop. As the bell went for lockdown, Phil was slowly losing his fight for survival. "Quinton...Tell if you are anything more then just an Orthopaedic Surgeon." "I trained in everything Phil.. Even radiology and General surgery. I also trained in Orthopaedic Oncology." Phil then reached for the radio but was pulled back because of the pain. "Quinton pass me the radio." Quinton did so and said "tell them the reasons why." Quinton then looked at Hullen and said "Where is the ambulance?" "They are all held up at a collapsed building on Harrison St. All of them are being used and so is the chopper. The nearest one is 15 minutes away." Quinton then said "This is longer then 15 and we might lose him.." Phil turned on the radio communication to the whole school and said "Hello everyone. Mr Gregor here. The real reason the school is on lockdown is because I tired to take my own life with a gun. I was worried about so many things. Losing my job and my friends. I know that it is hard for everyday to go and think about these things but it is hard enough in the world. If you have had trouble with these thoughts in the past, please remember help is out there.. Please get it. Goodbye for now." As Phil turned off the radio the ambulance pulled up outside and the paramedics rushed in with all their gear. Quinton had wrapped his shirt around the bullet areas and had his hands compressing the wounds. Quinton then said "Suicide attempt.." "Looks like you were in the right place at the wrong time Quinton." Quinton then said "How's that building collapse going?" "What building collapse?" Quinton then said "You didn't want to come.." "We had to get someone out of a well we are sorry we are late." Quinton was shirtless and holding onto Phil's stomach with his shirt when they arrived at the hospital Quinton said "Teacher Phil Gregor, suicide attempt with a gun. Extreme close range." Quinton was still compressing his wounds when Quinton said "He thought he was going to lose his job but it was the opposite. He is losing his fight for survival." "And your shirt was the first go to?" "I was either that or my pants." "Good choice." "Quinton..." said Phil. "What is it?" "I feel cold." Quinton looked down to his co-worker and mouthed 'leave us', as the co-workers slowly moved out, Quinton said "You didn't have to do this Phil. You could have asked if you were getting fired." "I didn't want to at the tine. I was annoyed." Quinton started to tear up and he finally grabbed Phil's hand and said "You were the best teacher anyone could have asked for. You chose the cowards way out." "I know what I did was wrong and I apologize for that but remember this Quinton: Who fought for everyone's right to have their own opinion and join in on several games or things you didn't know I was famous for. I might be a 'coward' but I'm not a cheating coward who cheats death." "We all cheat death everyday so I can know where you are going. I apologise for being that little shit in your history class all those years ago." Quinton felt Phil's hands go cold and his breaths get slower "Quinton. Tell everyone the fight for life is never over. Tell them to always think of others and ask that one question.." Phil's hand dropped out of Quinton's and his eyes slowly shut, Quinton then said "Stay with me Phil. Phil!" Phil had passed away from gunshot wounds. Quinton decided to leave his shirt on Phil's stomach and open the curtain to say "I guess I'll be the one telling the school they lost a legend." Quinton then sat down on a chair and said "Don't throw out the shirt. It's the best one I own." Quinton then walked to his locker and put on another shirt, he then closed the locker and hit it twice before he clumped to the floor and sat there for a long time before moving. The following day Quinton walked into the school and was very quiet, he did not say a thing until an assembly was called into the hall, where everyone was standing or sitting on a chair. Quinton slowly walked up the stairs and to the podium and took the microphone. "You are all here today because we have lost a friend, and a teacher in Mr. Philip Gregor. A beloved member of staff and a friend to all." As Quinton looked up and saw the stunned looks on faces he continued. "Phil died after shooting himself 3 times in the stomach." Quinton then said "I will not apologize for what I am going say or show you." Quinton then said "X-rays showed 2 went into his spine, another into his bowel and ripped through his intestines, causing the damage to be done. He tried to take his life in a suicide attempt." Then held up the shirt he used to compress Phil's wounds with, "This was the shirt I used to compress his bleeding wounds, but they were just to great those wounds, nothing could've stemmed the bleeding." All Quinton could hear was sniffles of some students and saw one teacher heading for the door. "I want you all to know, that his last words in hospital were "Tell the students.." Quinton then struck a tear from his eyes and he wiped it away. "Tell the students and the teachers. That the fight for life is always being won everyday. Tell them that they should never give up and tell them to be the best you want to be." Quinton then put his bloodied shirt down and placed his hands to his heart and said "A lovely man yesterday said to me that I should do something I've never done. To admit I'm not afraid to say goodbye but sometimes you need to be afraid." Quinton then said "I know the emotion in this room is so high now that I dropped a bombshell on all of you today, remember the price of life is second to none." Quinton then put his head down and said "Please stand up for a moment of silence for colleague and friend Mr. Philip Gregor. And remember help is always out there." As the room went quiet and stood for the moment of silence, Quinton had his hands on his face and he then told everyone to sit down. Quinton then said "We are not to mourn, but we are to remember the life and legend of Philip Gregor." Quinton then stepped down from the podium and back into the crowd and slowly walked for the door. Hullen then walked up to the podium and said "We may have lost our best teacher, but we shall not mourn. We shall remember him. As we have just gotten word that a Basketball match trophy will be made for our fallen friend and colleague." Hullen stepped down and told the kids to go and relax until their next class was called.

Matthew's Death
As Matthews was going for a bike ride, he made it as far as the local shopping centre, and then went up to the 'Lucky Black Cat Track' and stared at the town for hours. He came down and rode back into town and had a thought pop into his head. "I hope this town does great things when I am gone. Great things. It is a place of hopes and dreams" Then as he got back into town he was hit by a passing car, that stopped and checked out who he was. It was GM, he was late to work but he stopped his car after hitting Matthews and called for help. When help came the police arrested GM on attempted murder causing harm and the services took Matthews to the hospital. "70 year old retired Dr Matthews, hit by a car next to the shopping center. Suspected internal bleeding and lower extremity injuries." As they bought him in to the resus bay, Matthews said to his former team ,"I'm done no more." this caught them by surprise. Dr Quinton had called Matthews' wife Sandra and told her to come in but she was no where available. Matthews then said "I never wanted to be the one sitting in the resus bay dying. I have saved people my whole life. Now it is time to give back. It is not cowardly it is my choice. All of you have shown true courage over the time I've worked here. So be strong." Dr Foster then came in "I heard the news. The person who hit you was arrested for attempted murder?" 'He called the ambo. He didn't see me." Dr Foster then said "He failed to take any notice of you Matthews, he has pleaded guilty and will face jail time. Take him somewhere quiet, and make him comfortable." Matthews was taken into a quite room where he said to his former team "Do not forget who you are just because I die. I will always remember you no matter what. You've a place in my heart and vice-versa. I want you to remember everything I taught all of you. Teamwork." Matthews then finally said "I hope this isn't cowardly." Dr Quinton then said "It's not Jim. You've been saving lives all your life, and now you are on the receiving end. We've all been there." Matthews then said "I agree. Remember all of you; "Be the best you can be." Matthews then passed away, and Sandra finally came to the hospital, "Doctors? What is this look of someone just died?" "Someone did just die. It was Matthews, Sandra. He died from being hit by a car." Sandra stunned took it very well. "Was he in any pain?" "None. He was talking to us and showed no signs." said Dr Foster. "He will be remembered forever." said Dr Quinton.

Teaching his first PE lesson
Quinton was walking over to  Michelle who was trying to get the attention of a rowdy bunch of Yr 9's (It was the group of refused to teach at all). Quinton yelled "Be quiet! Or you can run around this oval for the entire lesson!" Quinton then snapped to it and said "You're the group I refused to take until Yr 12. So you better show me some respect.." The group stopped talking in unison and went quiet. Quinton then said "This is my first PE lesson. After teaching PD for long. So I expect you all do something." Quinton got his roll out and marked it. Quinton heard talking coming from one student and said "You. Kid. You can run around the oval for the whole lesson! I warned you.." "Quinton why are you such a drag?" "That's Dr Quinton to you kid. I found out my wife miscarried, I retired from medicine and I was relaxed during my honeymoon. Come back three weeks later to put up with you brats!" Michelle then said "Quinton..Calm down.." "No I wont calm down! This group of kids was the reason I never became your advisor again. It was the reason I left the High School for those 6 months.. I came back only to save Kari from the building collapse get arrested and send Hullen to jail for misconduct. How do you think I feel about teaching these people.." Quinton walked away and went to his quiet spot, leaving Michelle to leave her class with Kari. Michelle found Quinton with his head down on the desk almost in tears. "Quinton..I didn't know either.." "It's not like that Mich.. It's this whole god damn thing! When I pulled her out of the debris I had no clue she was pregnant." "Only because you didn't listen Quinton. You were always in Doctor mode. That mode turned you Quinton. She told only Hector, which spread to the rest of us. You were the last one to find out because you asked if you wanted a family." Quinton then said "I guess it was the worse off choice. But I had no where else to go after I took up medicine. I only came back here to teach PD. I guess yelled at the group I taught and educated for a year. I gave up on them and just abused them verbally." "Quinton. They know your under stress. We all do. They know the ins and outs of a relationship." Quinton put his head up to see Kari was standing behind him. "Kari.. I'm so sorry.." "Quinton stop. We married for the right reasons you understand how hard a choice is." Quinton nodded and said "Whose looking after our class?" "HG is." Quinton walked back to his class and he apologized. "I'm sorry. It was just raw emotion that came out of me." "We understand."

Jen's troubled pregnancy
Two years after the building collapse almost cost Jen her life, she fell pregnant with their first child. Quinton was over the moon but promised not to be protective or over the top. Two weeks after telling Quinton, Jen told all of the school staff and they were happy as well. But things didn't go to well for Jen during her pregnancy. 7 months into her pregnancy Jen experienced fainting spells during class lessons and hunger spells at home. One day whilst teaching Jen was talking to Kari, "So how are you doing Jen? how is the pregnancy?" "these fainting spells are driving me nuts. I have them during lessons." "Your iron levels could be low." "They cant explain it but whatever happens in my pregnancy my carry over to after it. I don't want to give up teaching because of it." "Those things dont always happen." As Jen looked to the stairs she grabbed the rail and said "Of course.." at that moment she missed the rail and fell for 4 metres down the stairs. "Oh Christ!" yelled Kari. Kari ran down the stairs and said "Jen, Jen are you alright?!" Jen was unresponsive, Kari yelled out "Someone help, anybody!" Kari got her phone out and called 000. "Hello, Ambulance please!." "What is the matter." "I need an ambulance immediately. My colleague who is 8 months pregnant just fainted and fell down the stairs! She's badly hurt, she's breathing but unresponsive. Please hurry" Kari put her phone down and saw Quinton on his phone and Kari yelled "Quinton! I need your help to roll her!" "What happened?" as Quinton rushed over, "We were talking, she had one of her spells and she fell down the stairs." As the ambulance came Quinton checked her over and said "where is the blood coming from?" "I don't know, but we need to get her to hospital. now." Quinton then said "Get me a privacy curtain." "You dont think?" "I hope not." as Quinton looked to Kari. "The fainting spells have only gotten worse. She doesn't have iron or pica. then what is it.." said Quinton. "Kari what where you talking about when she had her spell?" "The assessment task on gym." Quinton looked puzzled. "Its not hot and its not cold." As the paramedics hurried with the curtain, students were told to stay in classrooms. The curtain was up and Quinton assessed her. He lifted up her dress and saw blood coming from her thigh. "Found the bleeding. nasty thigh gash." As a neck brace was put on Jen, she became responsive. "What happened?" "Jen you fainted and fell." "Thats normal now for me." "No. No its not. We need to get you to hospital now." They rolled Jen onto a board and placed her in the ambulance at full speed. Kari was left behind and went into the teachers bathroom to clean herself up. "Kari I just heard what happened are you ok?" said Phil. "Yeah I guess." Phil hugged Kari and said "Jen will be fine." At the hospital Jen was rushed into Maternity, where the head doctor rushed to her side, "We got the news. Jen any pain besides the leg? any discomfort?" Quinton butted in and said "She fell down stairs, she has a lac on her head and had loc. but was breathing. what do you call that then?" "I don't know Quinton! The problem is the constant fainting spells. Its not normal. We need to run some x-rays and tests to see what it is." Quinton paced up and down and said "Is the baby causing this?" Jen looked up and said "Its the last thing.." As Jen was wheeled in to the tests, Quinton was pacing up and down and was pulled aside by Trish. "Quinton.." "Trish".. "Are you ok?" "I don't even know.." "Look she can go down hill again.. You know that right.." "I do.. And it sucks. There is nothing I could do, and being a doctor I failed my own work load." "Quinton this is not your fault. If it is her body, you can always have another baby. But you cant get your wife back." Quinton sat on the ground and looked at Trish and said "I've done a lot of bad things Trish.. But nothing is as worse and being yelled at by your own staff members that your wife fainted down the stairs. This entire situation is fucked up.." 10 minutes later the doctor came back and said. "I've got good and bad news." "Gimme the good first." "The Baby is fine.." "The bad?" The doctor swallowed and said "Jen has a brain aneurysm. A big one." Quinton looked up from the floor in disbelief. "A brain aneurysm... Is this causing her fainting spells?" "I believe so. But the even worse news is that she needs surgery, or she will die." Quinton got up off the floor and said "That means early delivery.." The doctor nodded and so did Quinton. Quinton rubbed his temples and said "I'll talk her." "Be quick.." "Also what about her leg.." "That's broken to. So it will have to be a C-section" Quinton sighed again and wiped sweat off his head. Quinton walked to his wife's room and said "Hey.." "Hey bud.. How you doing.." "I'm good." "So what's the matter?" "Brain aneurysm.." "You?" Quinton looked away and swallowed.. "Me? But how.." "It explains the fainting, the anger issues, and everything else. It comes on with no symptoms until it bursts." "Jesus. Quinton.. don't mince words." "I'm a doctor its how it goes. You need to understand.. You need immediate surgery." "But what about the baby?" "You need a C-section." Jen looked at Quinton and said "Do it." "Are you sure?" "Quinton for god sake, do it. I cant keep on fainting everyday. If this thing is going to be rough I've got you as a family member." Jen wrote on a piece of paper and gave it Quinton. "Claude.. Whose Claude?" "Our Son's name." Jen smiled and said "Our Sons name", Quinton hugged Jen and said "See you on the other side." "You to..." Quinton walked to the door and said "Love you." and as he walked out he felt the world leave him. Jen was sitting on the bed nervous, as she felt her body go weak. Jen laid her head down and had the nurses inject the sleep drugs for surgery. "What will happen?" she said. "A lot of things. Jen." said the nurse. "Like what?" "You are having major surgery, Jen. I wont mince words either, you will have your leg fixed, baby born and a brain bleed taken out. Its gonna be a lot. Your body may not cope. That is why in this situation we opted for a medically induced coma, after the baby is born." "But... I didn't agree to that!" "You didn't. But Quinton did." "Oh come on!" "It is the safest option. It was the smartest thing Quinton has said all day. He is protecting you, and letting your body heal." Jen sighed as she finally nodded off. Quinton was pacing around the hall when Trish popped up again and said. "Burning holes in the floor?" "I heard that entire conversation. I'm saving her life and she doesn't even care. She has a brain bleed and a broken leg.. It could be worse, I could have a comatose wife.." Trish slapped Quinton and said "Don't be a dickhead." "What the hell.." "Quinton, she is scared what the hell do you expect." "Not much." Trish then said "Go to your old office and sit in there. You need to calm down." "But.." "Go!" Quinton walked off as Jen went into surgery. "All I can say is this will be a baby that will be sporty.." said the doc delivery the baby. "What did she want to call it.." "Claude" said a voice from nowhere. "Where did that come from!" The doctors looked up and saw it come from the peanut gallery. "Quinton!" "And I heard every thing you said.." "Quinton.. Don't take it seriously, but this bub is heavy.. 7 pound 6." Quinton smiled and said "And.." "He will go straight to neonatal icu, he is way to young to sustain life but got a 8 on the apgar test. be lucky. He's gorgeous." Quinton smiled and said "continue". As Claude was taken away Quinton kept watching. A surgeon saying 10 minutes later. "Heart beat is out of wack." Quinton looking on and said "What's going on.." just as he said she crashed. "Commencing CPR. Common!" Quinton jumped up and looked on in horror. Quinton had his hands on the glass and the doctor known as Rickie whispered under his breath "Common. You brought life in today.. no way in hell I am letting you go." Quinton was still frozen looking at the window. Rickie then looked over at the screen and said "Heartbeat! I gotta heartbeat!" Quinton stepped back and left the room, he went into the carpark, as surgery went on Rickie said "I saw that. He dropped off the map." "What.." "Quinton. He loves this woman. But she crashed once. And they the entire fainting thing happened is weird. I think she wanted to get away from him." "Are you sayin.." "No not that. I'm saying that she was, I don't know, having attacks when she saw him." "But she was having them in classes, when he was nowhere near. I think the baby was sucking her dry." "I think that aswell, but it is good that he cares enough for her. A lot of men would have walked away right now.." Quinton was still in the car park when Michelle walked up to Quinton and saw him smoking. "Smoking Quinton.. Wow." Quinton saw Michelle and said "Shut up.." "Wow.." "No I'll give you wow, her job put her in hospital and it but her in intensive care." Michelle slapped Quinton and said "No Quinton.." 40 minutes later Jen was out of surgery and in recovery.

Ready again
Quinton was sitting at his desk and having thoughts about being a Year Advisor again. Quinton then saw HG and said "HG!" HG turned around and said "What's up Quinton?" "I've been thinking...I want to try and be a year advisor again.." HG then said "You're ready again.. Are you sure this time?" "Very.. If Kari can do it three times, I can go for a second.." It was couple of months later Quinton was re-instated as a year advisor and took over the Year 10 advisor role as the other advisor had stood down due to drug issues. 2 years later Quinton stood proud at the podium saying goodbye to the students he was used to teaching. Quinton said "I can now feel proud of taking these kids under my wing. After Garko stood down I was asked if I could take over the task of advisor I thought for a long time *cough 2 minutes* before I said yes." Quinton continued "It was the best timing for me. As I just kept on thinking about going back to medicine." Quinton again read from his cards and said "Enough from me." Quinton pointed at the screen and said "This video I made for all of you. I couldn't explain my words on cards so I recorded it." Quinton stepped down from the stage and took his seat beside it. The screen played. "Dearest Year 12, as you know I'm not good with public speaking, but now in front of a camera I'll face that demon. As you all know you did a bang up job of being a bunch of students who weren't afraid to ask for questions relating to health. Those questions even stumped a veteran doctor on most occasions. But most of all listing those moments of humour between you all. Between 'She's such a slut..." To 'I can't believe she dumped him.." And just remember...NO ONE STILL CARES.." The crowd laughed and so did Quinton. "I'm proud to have been your year advisor and ever more proud to say, well done to those who will peruse the career they want. Others I know will continue their studies even further with Uni or TAFE.. Or do what I did.. Become famous for a knee injury no-one wanted to know about, and then become a doctor afterwards.." The video then stopped and Quinton took the stage again. "You were the bunch that bring me back down to Earth, you guys were the wind beneath my wings." Quinton was trying to hold back tears. "You were a great bunch of kids to teach and to talk to. I thank you for that." A group of kids started to clap at the back and soon everyone was clapping and Quinton continued "I hope you find the career you want. And if you don't...Live by my words...Try Harder..Thank you." Quinton heard the thunderous applause and thanked everyone for giving him the chance. Quinton waited and saw two of his year kids giving him a photo. Quinton said "Thank you.." with the crowd still clapping away. Quinton yelled "QUIET!" The crowd stopped and sat back down. Quinton sat back down as well. Sara got up to talk. "We thank Dr Quinton for giving us every opportunity to be our friend, advisor, medical guy and teacher. We also like to thanks Garko for stepping down without notice and Serrato for being a great sport. Also Karton for being that cute couple the school had it's own twitter for.." "YOU WHAT?!" said Quinton. "Yeah Quinton, you're following it. Your DrQ10? aren't you?" Quinton remembered and said "I do now! Just remember no more making out in the car park shots!" HG stood and said "Saying goodbye is a part of life, but these guys are the best year anyone can have. I HG would like to thank all the teachers for devoting their time to this great bunch of students. So give a round of applause of Dr Quinton Philips one more time to show our respect." The crowd clapped again and Quinton then smiled and thank everyone again and walked away from the hall back into his office.

Dealing With Jumper
Quinton got to Gibbstown two days later and walked directly into the school and met up with Jumper. Jumper walked over and said "You must be Dr Quinton Philips? I was expecting a clean shaven man." "Ditto.." "Well then Dr Philips..Into my office?" Quinton and Damon walked into his office and shut the door. Quinton sat down and said "Listen Damon.. I want to discuss the future of Jackie Saunders." "She's a good teacher Quinton, but she is to injury prone to work here anymore.." "I want to see her medical injury list.." "Why?" "So I know what we're in for at Begs." "Fine..Alright.." "Jaw,knee twice, hand and leg.." "I told you she was injury prone!" "Look at me Damon, I've been injured so many times! The school and teachers have stood by me. You should as well." Damon got up and said "This is my school Quinton. And I am terminating her contract here. She can work were ever she wants!" Quinton sighed and said "I'll contact her then.. Because she is working at Begs.. Taking over Jimmy Rocket's position in the PDHPE department.." Damon then said "You went behind my back? How dare you..." Quinton stood up and said "She was going to quit here and go down to the coast! Do not blame me!" Damon swiped his hand across the table, smashing several things on the floor. "Christ Quinton. All I was trying to do was protect her..To let her go gently.." Quinton could sense his lies.. "I know your lying Damon. Listen. You loved her, she didn't know that but you did.." "How'd you know? I mean.." "I'm a former doctor..not dumb.." Damon then said "I had a crush on her and all I wanted was to let her go.. Instead I end up firing her.." Quinton opened the door and said "You lost your chance.. And you lost your teaching exchange.." Quinton walked out of the office and out into the streets. Quinton then went to the airport and back home.

Not Rising for Sarah
Quinton was with his PE class along with Jen, playing indoor volleyball, when a freak incident happened. One student was hit in the face and knocked unconscious, by the ball. Quinton rushed over to her and said "Sarah can you hear me?" He squeezed her shoulders until she came around.. "Are you ok?" She shook her head and said "I think my nose is broken.." Quinton was talking to her when she went blank, he turned to Jen and said "Move these kids into another room.." "But Quinton.." "Play in the other room Jeni!" "is this serious Quinton?" "It's about to turn serious if you don't move the kids next door. They don't need to see a medical issue today." Kari nodded and led the kids into the other room. Quinton laid Sarah on her back and closed the door covering up the window with a poster. Quinton then saw Sarah against the wall and she said "Dr Quinton.. What's wrong with me.." "I don't know.. Have you any medical problems?" "HBP, Diabetes.." "You never thought of telling me now..?" "Never came to mind.." "Jesus.." Sarah then had a seizure, Quinton couldn't do anything about it. "Phil! Get in here now!" Phil rushed in and said "What happened.." "HBP, diabetes, I don't know! She was hit in the face and she thought her nose was broken.." "Where is Jen?""Next door with the kids.." "What do you want me to do..?" "Call an ambulance and get me the medical kit.." Phil brought out the kit and got out the BP machine and also got some insulin. He injected it and waited for the seizure to stop. It did, but only for a short while. Quinton then rushed to the door and wrote on the outside "Do not enter." Quinton then reached for Phil's hand and said after the call was made. "Call her mother. Sarah is notorious for forgetting to take her insulin. and after she goes to the hospital, I want you to talk to the school's councilor. I fear we might lose this battle." Phil nodded and Quinton sighed a heavy sigh. As Quinton looked down his phone was ringing, it was from the hospital. "Quinton, we have everything ready for your arrival, we had to send a chopper because all ambulances are busy, just hold on." Quinton then said "Get me the updated Sadrah file. I'll need to read to when I get there." "Will do. Sandra is waiting for you and she's in shock. Take as much time as you need." Quinton turned to Phil and said "Look after her for a minute." Quinton went outside to make a call on his phone. "Hey its Quinton. its bad news, Sarah McGregor. Yep. Yep. Diabetic seizure, shes had four and is very notorious for not taking her insulin, this is if Sandra takes us to court, whose fault is that? hers? ok. ok. ok. It is hers because she does it on purpose. well she knows that and so do we. we take all precautions. Alright thank you." as Quinton hung up, Kari came out of the other room and said "What's going on in there Quinton?" "You want the truth?" "Not really, but i'd like to know what's going on." "McGregor is going into a coma, and she may die. She's a diabetic who purposefully forgets to take medication. I just called the board and our lawyer. If they sue they wont get a cent. because of her condition it was her fault medically for not providing her own care. we are not at fault. its a scary situation in there Kari." Kari sighed and said "good at least the board knows." Quinton called Roy to tell him what was going on, as he hung up, Phil came out and said "Quinton, can I say something?" "Yeah." "Its tense in there, its quiet and its making me nervous. what if she dies? I don't think i'd actually care when it'd happen, but later on it would hit me like a freight train." Quinton grabbed a piece of paper out of his pocket and said "Here. I used this bloke after Matthews died. he's good." "Thanks" as they talked the noise of a chopper got closer. "What's that noise?" "Its the chopper!" Quinton went through the staff door to get to the oval. "Hurry guys, she's in here!" "Coming" as the two medics ran with their gear and a spine board, Phil was walking up to the office to phone Quinton's councillor. The Medics were prepping Sarah for transport when Quinton said "tube her." "What?" "Just do it. trust me!" The medic tubed her and put her on a machine. Quinton went outside and grabbed the bed out of the chopper. "What's her glucose?" "It's way to high. medication isn't working!" "Shit." Quinton helped load Sarah on the chopper and said "What's going on Sarah." Quinton leaned back in his chair and said "This isn't normal." 10 minutes later the chopper landed at the hospital and Quinton messaged ahead to Jen to bring his stuff to the hospital. "Mrs McGregor?" Quinton said as he got to the entrance of the ICU. "Yes.." "Follow me to my old office. It's just down the hall." Quinton turned to the nurse and said "Test for everything. Everything even STD's." "Yes Quinton." Quinton turned to walk to the hallway. He opened the door and let Sandra in first. Quinton saw the file there on the desk. "What's wrong with her Quinton, what happened?" Quinton opened the file and said "It looks like her mismanagement of her diabetes lead her here." "That's not helping Quinton." "Either is your guidance to help Mrs McGregor." "Excuse me.. How dare you.." Quinton then said "How well do you know your daughter Sandra." "Very." Quinton put the folder down and said "You remember the Sadrah file?" "I do why?" "You've been lying Sandra. Tell me when the last time you were hospitalized was?" "5 years ago. Ankle fracture." "And Sarah?" "3." Quinton turned the folder around and said "She's been seeking her own treatment, under your name Sandra. She's taken your medical card and gone in for treatment as you." Sandra was stunned. "Why that little shit." Quinton then said "I just hope you know, the board of education and the lawyers know everything. So you wont be able to sue, due to medical facts, that she wasn't looking after herself properly." "What.. yes she was! How dare you!" Then a knock at the door. "Come in" as the door opened an out of breath nurse said "Quinton, blood work is in.. Its baaaad" The nurse then saw the file on the desk. "Good the folder now has no use anymore." "It proves a case." As Quinton looked at the results he looked at them in horror. "You cannot be serious." "What is it?" "She has cocaine in her system. as well as Glymin, that's a dangerous mix. Is this right? Coke and Glymin. holy shit.." "What" Quinton looked up and said "I'm glad I told the medics to put her on a ventilator, she's taken a mix of drugs that cause the immune system to shut down. She's in a diabetic coma, with her kidneys going haywire." Quinton got up and told Sandra to come with him. "What's going on Quinton." Quinton ignored her and walked into the ICU where he saw two nurses hooking her up to a dialysis machine. "Nurses. Can you look for needle marks.." "That makes sense Quinton, she's a diabetic." "Just look." The nurses looked as Quinton sat down. "I found something. Its a reddish needle mark. I think it was the coke injection." Sandra stood next to her daughter as she looked down and said "How long? How long does she have.." "It could be hours. or days. We are making her comfortable Sandra." Quinton folded his arms and waited. Sandra sat in the chair next to her daughters side. Quinton at the time was messaging Roy saying it wasn't getting any better and she would likely go in a couple more hours or so. Quinton was about to fall asleep at 2:30 in the afternoon, when the machine shook him back to life. Sandra looked at Quinton in horror, Quinton leaped from the chair and walked over to Sandra, she had suffered a heart attack, and stopped breathing, Sandra nodded to Quinton and said to him "Let her rest. Please." Quinton nodded as the nurses walked in. The nurses walked over and turned the machines off. Quinton disconnected the air tube and said "Time of death 2;39pm." Quinton wrote in down and turned to Sandra, "I'm so sorry for you loss Sandra." Quinton walked outside the ICU to see nurses who hoped for the best. Quinton looked up and closed the door and looked to the nurses, shaking his head. Quinton got his stuff and walked back to his car. He drove back to the school, where he called the board and the schools lawyers about the death. Quinton got out of the car and walked into the school, where Roy had called and assembly for Quinton to tell the entire school of the events of the day. As Quinton saw Roy, Roy saw the sadness in Quinton's eyes and knew what he was about to say. "Roy, you called this assembly?" "I did. Quinton you need to tell them, they need to know." Quinton nodded and said "How's Phil?" "He's heard the news and has taken long service leave." "That's good for him at least." Roy handed Quinton the mic and Quinton walked down to the bottom of the school and cleared his throat before turning the mic on. "Afternoon everyone. I have some very terrible news, today during one lesson, a student was flown to hospital after suffering several seizures during a PE lesson. for those in that class yes it was Sarah McGregor. Sarah had blood tests done and her glucose levels were through the roof. And even though I am not allowed to medically tell you how she died, I am going to. It was a combination of cocaine, glymin and failure to inject insulin. Glymin is an anti-diabetic drug, coke everyone knows." Quinton swallowed hard and said "I want you to stand for a minute of silence for Sarah. Someone taken so young." As the entire school witnessed an minute silence for Sarah. As the minute was up Quinton said this "due to these events the police are taking questions about how Sarah was behaving and what she was like before period 2." Quinton went back to his office and he saw police sergeant Adams. "Quinton. We have found evidence." "Really what is it?" Adams opened and evidence bag and held a syringe. "Jesus christ." "This is now a murder investigation. We found another one at the hospital. Confirms what was in her system." "Sandra murdered her daughter. Thats fucked up." "Right it is. But were not waiting on claims you have two days to give a case or this goes under the rug." quinton nodded. "I know.." Adams left as Quinton called parents to tell them the news. Two days later Quinton gave evidence. "Our hot weather protocol, is that any temperature above 33• we pull off all outdoor activity and ask all those with a medical condition to sit out. As a fact i only started taking practical lessons before our either teacher left. Sarah bluntly forgave the rules and joined in. She was one person we knew had a condition but didnt sit out." "This in being with hot weather protocol, are you aware anyone asthmastic should not be playing sports?" "Yes i am. They still do it and we montior them closely. Those who purposely forget to bring puffer have to be dealt with. I mean what happens when they have an attack? I have to calm the down, i have to let them know they are ok. I cant run off to get the spare puffer and not all medication is the same!" "Alright." "And one more thig, this is a murder investigation and there is proof that Sarah was injected with those two illegal drugs! She was caught on carpark security tape and the two syringes she used.. She threw in the bushes." Sandra's lawyer stood up and looked at her. He then said "I cant rep a person who did this! I have morals. Im going into medicine.." He got up and he walked out. "Since your lawyer walked out on you. Proceedings have to continue. You entered a plea of not guilty to 5 charges, but the jury isnt happy about that. In all my year as a judge i havent heard of something so cold. That is why i am bypassing the jury." Quinton sat down next to Jen and breathed in. "Sandra Therese McGregor for the charge of, murder, illegal drug use causing death, obtain drugs to cause harm, common assault and recklessly causing injury. This court sentences you to 10 life sentences without the possibiltiy of parole. Even that isnt enough to rid the world of evil. You have not shown remorse in taking your daughters life nor have you tried to hide the fact you where guilty. I put you into a prison with high security but not into protection. But before this Court is dismissed, I want a chat to the school teachers, minister and BET." As the judge banged the gavel cries where heard across the room, the media reporting it all live. "BREAKING NEWS, coming from Begs court, a woman who murdered her daughter has been given 10 life sentences and will never ever see the light of day again. The judge took just 3 hours to take in consideration the events of that day, the evidence before him and medical files. The judge let all the other jurors out, but word is he is talking to staff of the Board of Education to possibly bring in new changes for school across the country. But one thing is, this judge isn't taking the low road. Sally Fitzgerald. out." Back in the courtroom, the judge was facing the staff from the high school as well as talking to members of the BET. "Alright before you can go. I want you BET and minister, to fully look at the rules of weather and medicals. I want a COMPLETE overview. You have TWO weeks to come up with new rules and ideas, or I will." Quinton then said "That should be easy. Its been on the agenda for 20 years!" Quinton got up and said "It only took the death of a student to do this."

New Rule Changes
As Quinton was talking to the staff in the common room he was thinking about what changes where going to be brought in. When he got a call from the BET. "Quinton speaking." "Quinton, if you near a laptop or TV, we are going live in 5 minutes to bring in the new rule changes." "Complete overhaul?" "Complete, new rules and fines." "Ok." as Quinton walked over to the laptop he said "5 mins. make sure you're up and about.." Quinton hung up and said "That was the board. Their going live in a few minutes." Quinton logged on to the live feed and pulled the screen down. As the member of education Steve Limes stood next to David Kilmer, Kilmer had an envelope. "Are we live?" "Yes" said the cameraman. "Good." Kilmer cleared his throat and gave the envelope to Steve. "Good morning everyone. You may be wondering why we called a press conference. But we are calling this announcement to be the biggest in the history of education. Over the past 2 weeks, we have delegated a new bunch of rules and regulations surrounding students with medical conditions and 'supposed' conditions." David was handed the envelope back and he opened it. he cleared his throat and said


 * PRESS RELEASE

"Being effective immediately all students who suffer from any condition related to the heart will be asked to under go testing before they return from christmas holidays. This rule will be put in with immediate effect from next year onward. This rule is to protect out heart conscious students and if the risk is to high they will be monitored during the term by their teacher and if necessary sit out those during that lesson. Subjects including drama, pe and agriculture where this is seen the most"

"Regulations surrounding the 'heat' rules have been up for debate for many years. But effective immediately. During summer weather in the events of a day above 40• all outside activity will be suspended and moved indoors. Insuring student welfare and keeping them hydrated during these events. That beings me to the next point.."

"The BET will donate to all schools $4000 to build and maintain a water bottle refill station. Some schools already have some in place but not all because of the high solution of an agriculture teacher being a dumb ass."

"This bring me to the end of this conference. But this release was personal, we had many people to think of and some of the new rules would've forced some to go to the doctor before every term, but we knew it was wrong and i cant stay mad at the bitch who murdered her daughter if it wasnt for her we wouldnt of had to do anything. We had doctors, TEF (teachers education federation), DR QUINTON, AND FREAKING HIGH COURT JUDGE. Breathing down our necks for the last 15 years and this past two weeks. And the rules are getting dumber and dumber, and it was hard to change the rules when they are already good enough. so the 3 new rules that were said before, the students with heart issues, heat rule and refill stations, are in immediate effect as of the end of this press conference."

Kilmer then said "Thank you for listening, and fuck you." he then stuck up his rude finger to the camera and walked off the stage.

•end press release

Quinton's Affair
As Kari was sitting in her office doing work late and night, Quinton was there with her sitting in his own office. Quinton decided to go into where Kari was and he said "Need a friend?" Kari smiled and said, "Sure. Last nights are getting to me now its bizarre how much paper work there is in this sector now. I hate it." Quinton chucked and said "just how it goes I guess." As the two continued working, Kari went to go and open the door to left some air in as Quinton stood up and went close to her. Kari smiled and said "Quinton. This isn't happening here.." said she slyly. Quinton chucked and said "no one will ever know." "Not in the staff room at least." Quinton chucked and said "I know a place. follow me." Kari then said "This is weird, i'm married, I have kids Quinton, if we do this everyone will know." Quinton sighed and said "I know." "You not long lost your wife. Do you want to do this? What if we get caught?" Quinton laughed "now? no one is going to be here at this time." "Then why are we?" Quinton shrugged. Quinton closed the door and smiled. As Quinton took off his shirt, Kari looked on and said "Wow." Quinton walked over to Kari and placed his hand on her cheek. "I wont lie Kari, i've always had feelings for you." Kari then said "Since when?" "Since we started working together." Quinton's lips meet Kari's and Kari tried to pull away but couldn't. Quinton and Kari got into passionate love making. A few moments after, they heard a door open. "Oh shit.." Quinton chucked and said "probably no one." As they continued with kissing and getting dressed. As the door to the staffroom door opened a familiar face walked in. "What the hell you two!" It was Trish Meriweather who sprung the two out. "Trish!. What are you doing here." "No reason. Not to mention why are you still here. And put your god damn pants on." Kari then said "It was his idea." "Thats no excuse Kari. Even if Quinton has his 10 pack from his NOL days, that makes it no better." Trish turned and slapped Quinton on the cheek. "And you. She is married! You cant do that. How long." Quinton sighed as Kari looked at him. "How long!" Trish said again. "Tonight. Its the only time we've done anything like this." Kari sat down as Trish said to her "Wait here." Kari nodded. Trish then grabbed Quinton by the ear and walked him outside. "Quinton. What the hell was that." "That was my doing. All of it. It just happened, we've been working late the past couple of weeks, tonight just broke me." Trish then said "Does John know?" Quinton then said "He doesn't." "Look this goes against everything I do, but I wont tell him on one condition. If anything happens to Kari, if you just ended up having sex in a school staffroom for a laugh. I promise you no second chances, I will go straight to the Education Board." Quinton nodded and said "Thank you Trish." Trish slapped Quinton again. "Don't. If she is hurt in all this. You will never, ever work in teaching again. And if this does get out, I will protect Kari and not you. She has a family Quinton." "What.. I don't? My son.." "Is in Canada and never talks to you. Your wife is dead, be careful what you say next Quinton.. You just had an affair, need I say more? Babies." Quinton looked and said "I am sorry you walked in on that." "You had a shirt on at least. Now. Go home. Your work can stay here." Quinton walked away and Trish went back inside. "Kari." Kari started crying and said. "It wasn't planned, it just happened." Trish said "I understand. But was it forced.. did he hurt you?" "No. No.." Trish then took something out of her handbag and gave to it Kari. "Take it now." "What is it?" "A morning after pill. Just in case." Kari took it and said "I'm going to tell John." Trish said "Good idea." "But you told Quinton you would say anything." "If he was to tell him I'd back you. All the way." Kari picked up her phone and called John. "John. I need you to come to the staffroom. I have something to tell you." John agreed. 10 minutes later, Kari was talking heart to heart with John and told him the truth. John wasnt mad. he said "I think, I get it." Trish looked and said "Quinton is at home if you want to speak with him. John. I think its one sided." "of course its one sided. If what Kari is telling me, Quinton needed to do something." "Are you serious. They had sex in a staffroom, what do you call that?" "A dumb idea, but I understand." Kari was outside as the two continued talking. "You understand? What does that mean?" "A few years back I had an affair as well." "With?" "Jen" "Are you serious! That is so wrong." "I guess we are even now." Trish slapped John and said "What is that! No way." "Trish. i kept it a secret for years. Now she has it with Quinton, we are very even." A few minutes later Quinton returned to the school and meet up with John and Kari plus Trish. John told Quinton the truth and Quinton apologized for his actions. "I cant believe this." said Trish. "Yet you never told us what you were doing here at night Trish.." "I restock the stuff in the science labs at night. Last thing I expected was to see you going at it with a married woman and you forgiving him after it happened." "You saw the entire thing?" "I walked outside past the window saw clothes everywhere, why did you think I would stop. That's not in my nature to walk and leave it. I opened the door to you getting dressed and the other just putting pants on!. Its so wrong.. This is a place of learning." Trish then said "This is crazy. I am done. goodnight." Trish walked away whilst Quinton sat in shocked. "Whilst I understand it was one sided Quinton, I cannot forgive you." said John. "I understand." "Go home. We'll sleep on this."

Not About To Quit
Quinton was standing on the oval with a raincoat and watching his PE class running, doing laps in the rain. It was raining heavily and Quinton was yelling out "I could do better. Make sure you never get on my bad side again!" Quinton saw they were struggling and was about to blow his whistle when he saw HG running to him. "Quinton, what do you think you're doing!" "Teaching endurance in the wet." HG shocked said "Stop this now Quinton. This is insane! I'm fairly sure this isn't allowed!" Quinton blew his whistle and said "All of you in the change room and get into dry clothes. I have to talk to Mr. Galloway. The cheapskate.." As his class went into get changed he went into the staffroom and was talking to HG. "Quinton. I don't care what happened a year ago. Are you trying to kill your class?" Quinton then said "I was tortured, bashed and left for dead, found in an airport toilet. I almost died a year ago." "I said I don't care. You were about to cause those students major injuries, by running in the rain!" "I don't have to explain myself to you." "You do Quinton. This time you have gone to far this time. BTEC can hear of what you have done." "To far? How far is to far? My class is lazy. About 4 of them are fit enough to reach their toes!" HG then said "Quinton, I'll take camping trips over trying to make kids run in the rain. BTEC has been informed, and I'm awaiting an answer. This will not go unpunished." HG then walked out of the staffroom, and Quinton walked out to see his class. Quinton then said "I hope you guys can forgive me. It was something I never should've done." "No Quinton. It's the good thing. I always wanted to run in the rain." "Well Galloway didn't see it like that. I've been reported. But I won't quit." He saw his class happy again. Quinton was called into the conference room. "Dr Quinton Philips is it?" said the BTEC member. "Yes it is." "David Kilmer. Senior BTEC member." Quinton sat down along with HG and David. "Dr Philips, this is serious you know. I don't know why you would have kids running on the oval when it's raining." "Well the shed was being used and the classrooms were in use. There was no choice. It was a harmless bit of fun for them." "Harmless? Quinton. This could end up in the media." "So. It's not like you can't hide it." "This must not go out to the media. This is more serious then that." Quinton then said "Well unless I can fly, I have done nothing wrong, you all know it.." Then a knock at the door was heard. "What do you want kid?" said HG. "Don't fire Quinton. He is doing the best job he has ever done. I had hamstring surgery 2 years ago, didn't do anything during rehab. I told him all about it and he said he would push me to the limits. He did just that, and I've never felt better. Don't get rid of him, we all beg you." "Is that enough kid, we've got some talking to do?" "Yeah it is Hector." HG shut the door were David put through a communication through to BTEC. "Dr Quinton, another controversial moment." "Another.." HG then said "He was seen making kids run around the oval in the RAIN.." "Yeah and? We can say if people love the rain, they should be able to run in it." said another member of BTEC. "So, injuries?" Quinton had enough and said "Will you stop HG. You quit teaching PE 10 years ago and you're having a crack at me? You know what! You can either spend a day watching PE staff do their job, because what I do, is put kids to their limits. You don't. I made a kid who didn't do anything in his Hamstring rehab, fitter then he was before, and there is nothing more you can say here, that won't make the situation worse." HG then said "But they were running in the rain.." "I've made them run in worse Hector. Snow, Rain or heat, they will be pushed to their limits. This meeting is irrelevant. I'm not quitting." Quinton then stood up and opened the door. "I think it's Hector, you should be worrying about." David then said "You're free to go Quinton. But you Hector." Quinton then walked out and walked happily back to the staffroom.

Not Giving Up
After teaching for 30 years, and 7 of those without Kari, Quinton signed on to continue his services. Quinton had finally manage to win "Teacher of the year" 3 years running, and "PDHPE Teacher of the decade.". Phil, Kari and Michelle were still working to the best of their ability and Quinton was still tracking out of the ordinary. "Quinton, you were the least memorable in the staff, when you joined.." "That makes me feel even better." Quinton then opened the door and saw it was raining again. "Time to go indoors.." "What Quinton? No running in the rain?" "Not today." Quinton then stepped outside and closed the door. Quinton then said to his class waiting "Inside the shed. To dangerous today." "Why Quinton..." "It's not rain it's hail. Fine if you want a concussion. Get inside." As Quinton walked into the shed he grabbed a volleyball. "Indoor volleyball kiddies!" "But Quinton.." Quinton looked down at the ground and back at his students. "I know. But it happened a long time ago. It's time to forget the past. It's time to move on." Quinton put the ball in and yelled out play. Quinton was day-dreaming back to that moment he'd never forget. "I'm sorry Mrs. McGregor, but she is in no good state to be taken out of this coma. She is dying from shock. Her brain is sending signals to her body to protect itself. It's shutting down her system. The seizures will continue until she passes away Sandra." "The body is shutting itself down.. How long does that take?" "Several hours to a couple of days. Remember Sandra, her trauma is diabetes related. And there is nothing more when can do." "You have every right to believe she's is no hope." "I have every right to believe if she remembered to take her medication she wouldn't be in this position." "You have your opinion on that. Just remember a former doctor like you just saw a student have a seizure, the teacher that called me, needs what help he can get. Don't forget about him.." "We won't Phil is a true professional. He was in shock." "Promise me, you won't forget about him." "I work with him. I promise I won't forget about him." Quinton was then hit in the side of the head with the volleyball. "Wake up sir!" Quinton then looked at his watch. "Get changed and go to maths. Bells going to go in a minute hurry." Quinton picked up the volleyball and said "I failed to look after him. Put I let him take it alone. I'll never forgive myself." Quinton dropped the ball and kicked it away. Walking in was Phil. "Phil, we need to talk." "Yeah me first." "Go ahead." "Remember Sandra McGregor?" "I do. She made me promise I wouldn't let you walk the path of loss alone. I broke that promise.." "She did? Well that doesn't matter now. She's given a donation to the school. Half a million dollars.." "What.." "She's now the ambassador for Diabetes Blood Pressure Court. DBPC." "What does that mean?" "She's going to eradicate Diabetes and Blood Pressure problems.." "Yeah And I can fly." "Listen what happened 14 years ago is irrelevant. She is going to help all those effected." "Glad she is doing something then.." "Quinton she wants to talk to you in your old office." "Alright thanks." Quinton thanked and walked into his old office. "Dr Quinton." "Sarah. How are you doing after all these years?" Sarah looked at him as he sat down. "I'm fairing better now I'm taking a stand for DBPC." Quinton then said "You're donating half a million to the school. For Blood Pressure and Diabetes awareness. How is that fairing well?" "I wanted her legacy to live on." "And so it shall. But what happened all those years ago was a terrible accident. I had to tell 600 odd students there friend wasn't dead. And Phil had to take six months off with counselling and guidance. A loss like that stays with someone forever Sandra.." "Listen Quinton, I know for a fact that her death could have been avoided." "By taking her medication. That's what I said 14 years ago." "And that's why I started DBPC." "So people take their medication.." Quinton stood up and said "Well good luck Sandra."

Fire on the hill
It was a 40 degree day at the school, and Quinton was on lunch duty when he recieved a phone call. "Quinton, this is the fire director, you need to evacuate the school now. There is a fast moving fire from the north. Get the out now!" Quinton hung up and he walked to the library, where he found the door to the roof of the library. Quinton opened the door and got to the roof. He saw the fire from the distance. "Holy...Shit.." he said. Quinton got down from the roof and ran to the office. "Quinton, what are you doing here?" said an office lady. "I work here you idiot.. Its not that, I just got a call. There's a fire moving quickly. We need to get the kids out now." she nodded as she reached for the fire bell alarm. Quinton then said "Let me give you a signal, wait near the window." Quinton took a radio-walkie talkie and walked outside as he stood in the middle of the walkway to the school. Quinton gave the signal and the alarm bells went. Quinton was also holding a megaphone. As students came out of the building, the smell of smoke stronger than it was before. Quinton was yelling through the megaphone for the kids to move to the "other oval" which was across the road. Quinton was directing then as the radio blasted a 'fire has broken containment lines. tell everyone, fire has broken containment lines. This fire was undercontrol, now it is not, please inform schools to evac, and please have ambos on standby, this fire has broken containment lines, containment lines have been broken..' Quinton turned the radio off as he saw the last students he ran with them to the safety of the "other oval". Quinton was giving instructions to the kids and the staff. Quinton was walking around when Kari came up to him, "Quinton.. There's people missing." Quinton turned to her and said "still in the buildings?" Quinton said "I'll go back there and get them out. They probably didn't hear the bells go off." Quinton was about to take off when Kari said "Quinton, you do that and you could die." Quinton gave Kari the radio and megaphone and said "Don't worry about me.." Kari had no idea what to say as she stood in amazement. Quinton ran back down to the school, the smoke was thick, but Quinton was determined to get those people out of there. Quinton ran through one block notorious for not hearing the bells. Empty. Quinton tried a few more buildings, empty as well. The alarm was still blaring when Quinton went into the last building, the building contained the library, english subject and maths. Quinton got to the library where the librarian was still on the computer. "Mrs Jean, you need to leave. There is a massive fire coming this way.." "Then what are you doing here Quinton?" "People haven't gotten to the other oval, you need to go. Now.." she nodded as she turned the computer off, she went out the fire exit. Quinton went upstairs to see 12 kids studying. "I wasn't kidding, you can study when you get home. Get out, go to the other oval now!." the students nodded and went out the fire exit as well. Quinton left the library and went to the other classrooms, Quinton stopped to see the fire that was destorying the hills. Quinton watched as the fire burned. It had reached the outskirts of the oval, and the smoke coming from the fire was instense. Quinton moved along to a classroom full of students and their maths teacher. Quinton knocked on the door and opened it, "You need to leave now!" "What Dr Philips?" "There is no time to argue Mr Humanist, there is a fire on the outskirts of the oval. I am not joking, I dont know how you didn't hear the alarms going off." "We thought it was a joke.." said a student. Quinton went over to the closed curtain and ripped it open. "Think I am joking now? Get out! Get to the other oval now!" they nodded as they all rushed out the room. Quinton's phone rang it was the Fire Chief. "Philips, tell me you are NOT in that building? That fire is pushing in a direction toward the school." Quinton said "Damn Skippy I'm here.." Quinton coughed as the smoke came into the room, Quinton looked to see the fire had moved again to the oval. The alarms blaring even louder, the phone cut out just as the chief said "there is an ambo on standby, inform..." the phone cut out. "Inform what? Aw crap.." Quinton tried to call Kari. "Quinton, tell me you are out of the building please?" "I'm trying but this smoke that's coming in is intense.. I can't see.. I gotta go low." as Quinton said that the sprinklers came on. "Aw shit.." "Aw shit what? Quinton, aw shit what?" Quinton's phone went static as he said "the sprinkers, have come on.." the phone cutout. "Damnit!" Quinton said. Quinton had to make a run for it, but as he looked out the windows the fire made it's way to the back of the school, "AW FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.." he said, Quinton moved as the fire jumped into the roof, the firey orange illuminated the building. Quinton made his way to the library entry where the building shook and a piece of roofing fell from the roof and fell on Quinton's leg.. "Aw shit.." said Quinton as his leg made a dull 'cracking' noise. Quinton lifted the piece of wood off him, and he tried to stand but he fell again. Quinton grabbed his leg as the sprinkler system was going mental. Quinton grabbed his phone and crawalled toward the exit. He got to the door and as he got to the door, he opened it and grabbed the railing to get down the stairs injured leg or not, Quinton was coughing so much. Quinton rang the Fire Chief and said "I'm out, the fire well. is where i am." "Quinton if you can hear this, we can't get into the back of the school, a chopper is coming in doing a bombing run.." "I'm already wet, what's the difference.." "Quinton! how badly hurt are you?" Quinton coughed and said "I've got smoke inhilation, and I think my legs broken.. Woah..." Quinton missed the last step and fell hurting his leg more. "confirm that broken leg.. Fucking fuck!" "Quinton, is everyone out? Did you get everyone out?" Quinton spat out blood and said "I'm in a firewell. I am the only one here." Quinton crawalled in agony. Quinton screamed as he stood to open the last door. The door he used led to the front office. "I'm in the front office.." "I can't hear you Quinton did you say front office?" "YES!" Quinton coughed more and his phone cut out one more time. "Damn it!" Quinton threw his phone at the wall. As Quinton heard a chopper over head, he managed to turn off the fire alarm in the buidling he was in. Quinton's leg was broken and he did the only he could, attempting to reset it he did so, but almost passed out in pain. Quinton was overwhelemed by the smoke and finally did pass out. As the fireman got to the front of the building they got in and saw Quinton laying on the ground. "We found him!" they crouched down next to him "He's alive. idiotic but alive.."



Claude Fired
Quinton was talking to Claude outside his music room. "Claude... CECT need their answer because your wife has been brought here for you.." "What, were is she?" "Next door." "Go. I'll take your class." Quinton took Claude's class and Claude went next door. "Mr. Philips. You teach music?" "No. I know nothing about music classes but I did play a good 'Oh When The Saints'. So I do one thing.." Next door Claude was talking to his wife. "I cannot just leave you know this Stacy. You stay in the states, I come for a year. That was the deal.." "It was. But now look at us." "We failed in the sense of everything then Stacy! I have a successful career and you want me to stop it all." "Yes.. I do.." Claude pulled out a gun from the piano and started to yell. "I will not drop everything I worked so hard for to be with you! We married because we shared something." Quinton was sitting on the table when he heard the yelling start. "Kids.. Go outside and play on the oval.. Don't argue just go.." The kids did as they were told and Quinton went next door. "Put the gun down Claude.. We can sort this out.." said Stacy. Quinton opened the door and said "Claude.. You don't want to hurt anyone.." "Be quiet dad.. It's time I end it.." Quinton moved to the left and grabbed his radio. "Quinton to office repeat Quinton to office." "Office over." "Call the police and get an ambulance." "On it." Quinton put his radio down on the ground and left it on. "Claude.. You don't want a murder charge do you.." "BE quiet for once Stacy. Just shut up.." Claude cocked the gun and said "I want you to see Stacy I am happy." The radio went off and it said "The police are here Quinton. So is the ambulance. What building.." "Musical Department and hurry. Over." "Their on their way. Clear." Claude then shot his gun at his wife, shooting her in the head twice. "Claude... Your career now is over. Put the gun down now.." Claude then said "How does it feel to be shot twice in your career dad? Tell me." "You do this you'll never work in the government area. and you'll spend the rest of your life in prison. Now put the gun down.." Quinton had his hands up and Claude said "Sorry dad." As the police came slowly up the stairs Quinton was shot by Claude in the gut. "Shots fired I repeat shots fired!" Quinton dropped to his knees and fell to the floor on his stomach. "Claude put the gun down right now.." said Quinton as he was being attended to he said "Claude... You were wrong. CECT fired you. And right now.. You're fired."Claude was stopped from moving and he threw his firearm away. "Dad.. Stacy.." Claude was then arrested and Quinton said "This is sucky.." "I didn't just.. Did I?" Quinton was rolled onto his side and placed onto the gurney. "Yes.. Yes you did." "I'm so sorry.." "Common you're under arrest for murder and attempted murder. You know the deal. Lets go.." Quinton then said "Pass me the radio. or at least hold it for me.." he said to the ambo. The ambo picked the radio up off the floor and held it for Quinton. "Quinton to the office." "Office over. What's the matter?" "Place Kingy as deputy head. And run criminal checks for a new music teacher. Claude's employment is terminated.. Oh and replace the carpet in the music room as well as cleaning the floor.." "You've been shot?" "On the gurney right now.." "In the gut?" "Yeah.. The gut is the place to be shot apparently." "Alright. Taken. Get well Quinton." Quinton had a neck brace on and couldn't nod so he said "Done.. Get me out of here." Quinton was taken to hospital and Claude was in custody for the murder of his wife. Quinton was in surgery having the bullet removed. "How is Dr Quinton not dead.. He's been shot three times now." "I guess he has a habit of making enemies.." "Not with the rest of us. It doesn't show it, he has the school and his team mate teachers. But his son shot him.." "His son shot his own wife. They were fighting. He murdered her, he didn't know his employment was terminated in Canada." The surgery continued. "No damage. But here is the bullet, 9mm." "How is there no damage.." "Where he was shot, he was shot there 10 years ago. It's all scar tissue, we remove the scar tissue and remove the bullet. He'll end up healthy again." "He was healthy 1 hour ago.." The surgery then finished and Quinton was taken into recovery and then woke up surrounded by school staff. "Kari.. John.." "Quinton. You're ok.. You know that right?" "I know Kari. shot in scar tissue, I'll be ok. I'm not dying just yet." "Claude's in custody.. The floor is being replaced and the floor steamed cleaned." Quinton then said "It's nothing." "Your son being arrested is nothing?" "He shot his own wife without guilt. What do you think I should feel. He loved his job in Canada and it probably got to much for him.. He didn't know his future until I said the words.. You're Fired."

Court Appearance
Quinton was in court, and this time he wasn't the victim, he was the suspect. His Lawyer wasn't there and Quinton had one appointed to him by the court. The teachers were there as supporters to his arrest warrants and charges. Quinton walked in, with his hands in cuffs and a damp look on his face. He sat up in the bay and heard the judge say "You may all sit." Quinton sat down and he looked at Kari with a sad look. "The Honourable Judge James Sullivan will give a court room verdict. And will discuss these charges against Dr Philips." said the bailiff. The judge then said "Kari Kingram. To the stand.." Kari stood up and walked to the stand. "Would you say they Mr. Philips is a violent man?" "I don't think so. But he would never hurt anybody. This is just something that holds him back. He worked as a PD/H/PE teacher for over 20 years. Its something we put up with." "Would you say he had anger issues?" Quinton rolled his eyes as Kari answered the question. "He only showed it when he needed to. He is a professional.." Quinton raised his hand and said "Permission to approach the bench?" "Permission denied." Kari continued. "Quinton managed to get the respect he got from his classes, and from us by being himself something new teachers needed but look where they get.. No where.." The judge then said "So he never had moments of aggression toward you or toward any other staff?" Quinton's eyes opened wide and he slid down into his chair. "I don't know about the other staff members, but he always showed respect to all of us.." "Thank you.." Kari then sat down in the docks and the bailiff called up John. "Next up Jonathan Kingram." John walked up to the stands and sat down. "So Jonathan.." "Call me John.." "So John.. Has Quinton showed anger towards you or anyone else?" John answered truthfully. "To me? He has.. But he never laid a hand on me. We've never had more then just a fair argument. Its something we do. But ever since he left, I received calls from him in the middle of outside practical classes of him wanting me to take him to rehab. But I knew since he was missing I couldn't get involved." "If he called you in those lessons, how come it wasn't stated in the BET records?" "I thought it wasn't relevant. I mean come on, he walked out of his job for a bit of peace and quiet.. Why would you have a moment to wreck that?" "Because during that time he was a drunk mess. He was a mess. He was arrested outside the NOL HQ in Snowy Region, back where he began his career. You didn't want to help that out?" Quinton had finally had enough, he stood up and said. "I walked out of my job, because of a choice I made. It was comments that drove my PDHPE class to move into geography and art. I never meant to hurt that man and I never meant to bring things into disrepute. I was never the smartest person in my classes. But I was one who ended up in a career where I could help people. And you don't know how it feels to give that help.." "Thank you for that outburst Dr Philips.." said the judge. As Quinton sat down, he saw Kilmer stand up and say "it was tough on all of us Quinton. Yet you were halting some progress we needed to move on!." "SILENCE!!!!" said the judge. "I've heard enough." Quinton sat down and his lawyer walked out of the room. "Quinton Philips this court sentences you to 2 years in federal prison. When you are released you will undergo anger management course before having a mental exam before returning to the high school. All rise." As Quinton looked on the staff were shocked but not to shocked.

The Return
As Quinton went through anger management and his community service he was placed in front of a tribunal. On the tribunal was the head teachers of Begs High and the head members of BET. Quinton had quit his drinking and he managed to conquer a new lease on life. "Mr. Quinton Philips, this tribunal has been set in place to either deny or put your return in place. Why do you think we should give you a return to teaching?" "Teaching is my life.. Teaching makes me feel a lot better. I know teaching can help as many people as it possibly can. I will never give up on a student I never want to see them hurt, I want to seem them be successful." Quinton said. Quinton said again "I'm to old to go into another profession and I'm to professional to go anywhere else." The head of history Mr. Lopez then said "Dr Quinton. You do know this will make or break you? Have you given up the alcohol? The anger issues?" "I gave up the alcohol. I didn't want any more damage then needed be. I have changed my ways. I want to go back to teaching.. Its been a long road back.." "2 years Mr. Philips.." "As I said.. A long road.." As the people on the hearing were reaching their decision, Quinton was asked to go outside so he could learn his fate. "What do you think Kingram? Does he deserve another chance?" "I believe he does..In my opinion he doesn't deserve it." "What about you Roy? He's one of the deputy teachers, what do you think.." "I think this meeting is bullshit.. And you know it. Quinton needs to do his job again, a teacher without work is like a fullback without the NOL. It wont work.." Kari then said "Just imagine without Quinton, there is no Begs. There is no competitive schooling and remember that Quinton is the best of the best and we cannot let him go until he is fully ready.." 2 hours later Quinton was called back into the room, his palms sweating and his thoughts racing. "Mr. Philips. the tribunal has decided on your future." he paused as Cuddy took over. "We have decided to allow you back in to the education force." Then Kari said "On a factor that you don't take a case outside of school. Inside is fine." Quinton breathed a sigh of relief and this time he knwe that his chances were up. No more trouble and no more mistakes. "I have something to say.." said Roy.. "Quinton will have to take over a principal as I am going to take stress leave.." "We can do that." Quinton then said "I'm going to take classes once a fortnight and get a takedown on bullying." "Yes. But the value of this can not be underestermated. Because a few of your colleages don't want you back. So you have to prove to them they can trust you."

The Apology
Quinton was sitting at his desk thinking about all the pain that he had caused throughout the years. He picked up the phone and he called in a favour. He called for some friends to get the textbooks and equipment he had denied for so long. Quinton called all the teachers to a meeting in the staff common room. Quinton then arrived and took his place at the podium. "Quinton, why are we here?" said Kari. "I'm here to write the wrongs. I am here to say that I messed up, and I apologise." Quinton then said. "Science, Maths faculties. I apologise for the funding cuts and lack of equipment. That is why I will reinstate all the funding back up to 10,000, and I present you both faculties." Quinton then opened the door and brought his friends in. "Science I present you with new textbooks and equipment." The Head of Science then said "What else?" "You get the old drama room no one uses as a staffroom, and I will bring back those teachers that I fired." "Good." "Maths, new books, pads and calculators. Enjoy." Head of maths then said "This equipment is brand new?" "Brand new and just for you." "Awesome thanks you so much." Quinton then faced HSIE and said "HSIE, I present you with a grant of $3,000 for travel expenses when you leave for your trip, new books and equipment." "English.. New equipment and books." "PD.." Kari then said "This'll be interesting." "A grant of $40,000 to finish off the floor for the new gym, new equipment and updated textbooks." "CAPA.. New equipment and new books." Kari then interupted. "Did you just say a grant of 40,000?" "Yes Kari I did." "And TAS, new equipment, books, and wood supply." Quinton then said "I only just realised how badly I messed up.. I have also been talking with BET and our local member.. I have decided to extend the budget for every faculty to $14,000. The extra $4,000 comes from me." Kari then said "This has all come a little late, why the change of heart?" "I met my son again. He left for Canada as he told me I needed to listen more. And that I need to take time for others. I fucked up bad, thats the only way of putting it." "You more then fucked up Quinton.. You dragged Roy into this and now he's on leave until someone gives up. You had it easy, while we had to debunk your class and send to frees, you were to busy drinking and blaming Roy on your problems, so yeah you more then fucked up Quinton." said the head of history. "Kim, please, calm down." "No I am not going to calm down. YOU messed up the schools rep and Begs' rep in general. Until you can make it better then giving us money, don't say anything on how hard life is.." "Kim.. enough.." Quinton then said. "Please. I am trying to do the best I can. And do you ever see whatever those." "No.. Until you've seen this and us. Please feel free to those and whatever we do will always show how much you can do."

Quinton's Neck Injury
Quinton was with his mum and dad on the road, they were having a weekend get away. Quinton's mum named Samantha and his dad named Stan. Stan then said "Quinton, do you have anything to say to us?" Quinton looked down and said "Yeah.. I'm glad you two divorced and I stayed with Uncle. All I wanted during school was people who were supportive. got you two instead. Judgmental.." "you became the school captain.. You got into uni.." "I did. with a thing call blind fucking luck. You two only came together when the final assembly was on." as the car stopped, Stan turned and said "That's because we loved you. and we still do." Quinton took off his belt and said "yeah.. I spent two years in prison remember, I told many a lie in my career dad. but at least I have an oath behind confidential things. I can say what I want to you, it stays with us. but whatever goes on here stays here." As the car door opened, Quinton opened the boot and got the camp stuff out and put them next to a bench. As Quinton looked up he saw branches and they were large branches and some were very close to falling. "What do ya reckon though Quinno" "Don't call me that.. I reckon it should be a good idea not park under the tree." "Yeah haha." As Quinton moved the stuff, his mum was still getting stuff out of the car, when he hard loud cracks coming from the trees. "Mum!" as his Mum turned around Quinton was slow jogging to her. She looked and said "What Quinton?" As the cracks got louder, one huge branch came free and Quinton said "Mum move!" she was clueless, and Quinton did the unthinkable, he pushed her out of the way just in time. The tree branch landed on Quinton with a *thud*, Stan looked on and saw Quinton was trapped underneath the tree branch. Stan Rushed to Quinton's side and said "Quinton! Can you hear me?" Quinton let out a huge moan and said "Yes I can" "You know I cant move you right?" "I know.. Just grab my phone and call for help." Quinton then said "I'm glad I didn't go face first.." Stan was on the phone calling for help and said "I need an ambo and maybe a fire truck. we are camping and we were setting up, my son hit by a big branch off a tree. send help please." Quinton was trapped under the branch for 2 hours before help came. One of the firefighters said "Is he still alive?" Quinton replied with "Yes.. I am.." a paramedic then said "Give us a run down Quinton." "I can feel a stabbing pain in my leg, meaning its broken, I have some bad neck pain, my chest is very very tight.. My neck is the main concern guys.. I don't care about my legs." "Alright you heard him. Once we get this branch off him, spinal precautions, neck brace etc." Quinton then said "I have a feeling I might pass out.. So if I do, tube me." "Alright.. You heard, get the spine board, brace, and the tube for intubation." The paramedics and the firefighters stablised enough of the tree to free Quinton. Quinton said "Wow..that hurt.." Quinton was placed on oxygen, before having his neck braced. The paramedic working on him said "obvious broken tib/fib, broken arm, tenderness around his abdo. Neck is tender, and very swollen. and his left knee is out." Quinton was free of the tree but his battle had just begun. "Quinton.." said the Paramedic, "If you can feel this, i'm popping your knee back in." the paramedic put it back in Quinton screamed in pain. But when they were putting Quinton on the spinal board he said, "I don't have any feeling in my arm. my left one." "That's normal Quinton. you were just crushed by a tree, you're lucky to be alive." the paramedic then said "How's your breathing.." "Shallow... getting worse..." "Tube?" "Tube me.." The paramedic then said "I have to sedate you for this you know." "I know... Just... do .... it... please" "Alright then.. Sedation drug please." as the paramedic did this and Quinton was already on the gurney, he intubated him, he and the other two paramedic's got into the ambulance and the firemen left. The paramedic took to the radio an contacted the hospital. "Hello Begs Hospital?" "Hi. I have a priority 1 emergency coming in from the Begs camp ground. Spinal precautions after heavy branch fell on a male.. the male is Dr Quinton." "Alrlight.. Thank you.. Priority one crush injury from falling branch. got it." The paramedic put his hand on the door to close it. Quinton's dad and mum looking on.

The Long Recovery
As the ambulance was coming into the hospital bay, the ambo crew was nervous. one saying to the other "You think he'll walk again?" "Maybe.." as they pulled in, doctors and nurses were outside waiting for the ambo to stop. Trish Meriweather was standing next to the one of the head nurses. The first ambo turned off the car and got out. He and his co worker opened the back door of the Ambulance and said "Tree branch." "Is that Quinton?" said Trish. The ambo nodded and said "Yes it is. he was conscious the entire time." "then why is he tubed?" "His orders before the branch was moved." "How heavy was this branch.." "If a fire crew has to use a chainsaw.. that explains kind of." as they moved inside. "Injuries?" "He complained of neck pain, and he said that he lost feeling down his left leg, as well as a leg fracture, we relocated it, and he had some abdo pain." The doctor there then said "Taken him to x-ray, we'll take it from here." "But what about the bed?" "We'll return it. Later.." the ambo's left, and the real struggle for life began. As the x-ray's came back it showed the true state of his injuries. As Trish looked on she said "Has his son been informed?" "His soon is in Canada and doesn't want contact with him." "What about school staff? they need to know." "Not yet." "Common Frank.. What are the injuries.." "Neck fracture. C6." Trish looked in disbelief and said "He should be dead.." "he should be. its incomplete but he is very lucky. The other injuries on the other hand. his knee joint is gone and his leg is trashed. We need to get on this right now." Trish nodded and grabbed the phone and called for a theatre, and someone from neurology. As Quinton was moved into the surgery waiting room, the news had spread to the local and national news station. As Trish and the medical staff looked at the news story and how big the branch really was. "We have breaking news from the Begs Camping ground, a man has been rushed to hospital with serious injuries after being crushed by a tree branch. The tree branch was from a gum tree and the man was pushing his mother out of the way so she didn't get crushed, we interview the parents who said they were shocked he survived and is on his way to the hospital now." As the report went on the reporter said "We now have the identity of the man who was crushed by the branch it was Quinton Philips, his mother saying he pushed her out of the way so she would live. She believes the only reason he wasn't killed instantly is because he was on his back." Trish turned off the TV and said "That branch was fucking huge." and the others nodded.

Greater Times
As Ryan and Trish wheeled Quinton into the physiotherapy pool to begin rehab, Quinton was starting to have second thoughts. "Quinton.." Trish said "No second thoughts. If the muscles in your legs atrophy, pain. We're trying to get you to use them in a pool situation. No giving up this time. I want to see the look in your eyes as you take those steps after going through hell. I want you to take everything you knew about spinal injuries and forget about that, every injury is different and every step is life changing. Just for a moment forget who you are and show us that you can get over this injury.." Quinton then said "Then do me a favour. Get the media here, and they can do a news story about it." "Deal.." As media came and watched on, Quinton was being wheeled into the pool. "One news story that is sure to put a smile on your face. Dr Quinton, has called us to watch him take his first steps after his horrific injuries more than 6 months ago. He's decided to share this moment with the world." As Quinton stood up in the pool, Trish said to him "Forget who you are in this moment.. Forget everything.." Quinton had two physios standing in the water beside him. The water feeling cold on his legs. Quinton lifted his leg up and he placed his leg down. Quinton smiled, even though he knew the nerves in his legs were still regenerating, and he was using his legs without gravity and with forces that are good for legs and regaining muscles. Quinton walked the length of the rehab pool until he stopped. Quinton walked back over to the edge of the pool where the reporter started to talk to him for a news report. "Quinton. It's been 6 months since your life was changed forever. Did you ever think you'd walk again.. In a pool?" "Spinal injuries are unpredictable and sometimes people may heal and others may not. I haven't had a moment where I wouldn't walk again." "Did you have your dark days?" "Some of the days I don't remember, as I was in a coma, and when I woke up from the brain bleed, there where some pretty dark days. Dark, dark days. But the one thing that kept me going was family, and my colleagues." The reporter then went over to Trish and Ryan. "Quinton, showed some grit when he was brought in. He was unconscious.." as the interview went on, the reporter then said to Quinton. "Do you think you'll return to work?" "I hope so." "You heard it here folks. Dr Quinton, will have a go at trying to return to work. A good story to end the day, thanks Doc."

Out of Hospital
Quinton was sitting on his bed reading a book when Ryan and Trish walked in. Quinton just managed to see them. He put the book down and he said "What's up?" Ryan then said "You are 100% ready to go out in the big wide world.. We are releasing you from hospital." Quinton smiled. Trish then held out a cane and then said "You'll need one of these." Quinton then said "Thanks Trish, and thank you Ryan. I appreciate everything you did for me." Trish then said "Promise me one more thing though Quinton.." "What?" "Don't do anything rash just yet. Nerves are still regenerating and you do have full use of your legs. But I want you to be careful. Just promise me.." Quinton then said "I'll do whatever it takes." Ryan handed Quinton the paperwork and then said "Sign it and you're outta here.". Quinton signed off on his paperwork and he got ready to pack up his things. Ryan walked with Quinton outside and said "Quinton.. Where are you going after this?" "I have stuff I need to sort out, but I can make sure that it will get done." Quinton then said "Ryan I believe you would have been a better Orthopaedic surgeon if you didn't choose trauma. You did a bang up job." Ryan then said "Thanks." Ryan then got a page and he said "Look we'll catch up sometime soon. I gotta go." Ryan walked away. Quinton walked with his cane and he walked and he walked. This time he was walking to the high school. Quinton walked through the gates and he saw students sitting and eating lunch and talking to each other, some walked up to Quinton and said "How are you going?" Quinton replying with hand gestures. Quinton knew the teachers were having lunch in the common room when he walked down. He opened the door and he smiled as he reached for the handle for the common room. He knocked on the door. Opening the door was Roy, who said quietly, "Quinton.. Come in.." As Roy opened the door Quinton walked in and he saw the reactions of the staff. "Quinton! How are you?" said Kari. As the door closed Kilmer came in and said "We welcome you back with open arms, Dr Quinton, but we need to discuss something." "What is it. Everyone here deserves to know." "The Board of Education has put you on probation from any activity that puts you and your neck at risk. We've decided to bring you in a deputy putting Kari back to the PDHPE department." "Thank god for that!." said Kari. "The Board of Education will also give you 6 months to prove that whatever is in your interest we can double. Since you were camping with family the BET has decided not to give a settlement but if you retire we will settle in a out of court time." Quinton then said "I don't need a settlement. I am returning to work next week. I don't need to prove myself.." "As we thought, but we will like you to know, whatever you need we can help." As Kilmer walked out he smiled a wide smile.

No Pity
As Quinton returned to work he was working hard to give back the time he lost. As Quinton was working Kim walked in and said "Quinton. You're back at work?" "Yes Kim.." "I hope you need some pity because life sucks at the moment." Quinton looked up and said "I don't need pity. I don't want your pity.." "You almost died. It shocked us. And I came in here to apologise for what I said during the time you were giving back to the school." Quinton then slowly stood up and said "As I said Kim.. I don't care about that anymore. As I was trying to get people around me to like me again, you were in your own world, not thinking about others as you always do." as his voice got a little louder Kim was taking the truth in. "You were thinking about your friends in Prague, whilst I was giving back what I had taken away. So don't you dare ever say anything like that again." As Quinton sat back down, Kim then said "I was in my own world yes. But I didn't know if you'd take me seriously anymore." "Kim, let me tell you the truth you need to ask someone everyday 'Are you ok?' instead of yelling at them.. Get out of my office." "But Quin--" "OUT!" as Quinton returned to his work Kari then walked in and said "how about a break. You've just come back from a spine injury.." "I don't need pity Kari. I don't need it from you." "I'm not giving you pity. Have you ever listened to yourself? You sound like a kid. Stop and look at me Quinton. Look at me just this once.." Quinton looked up and said "I don't need pity." "I know you don't need that! You never did!. Quinton come walk with me." As Quinton got up, he walked with Kari. As Kari walked Quinton down to the PE rooms, she said "This is how I deal with pity." "By teaching?" "By forgetting my troubles. You may have people giving you pity, but you cant forget those you helped." As Kari passed him the keys. "They want you to teach them today. knock em dead." Quinton then said "Thanks Kari. I appreciate it." Quinton then hugged Kari and said "You always watched over me like this?" "I always protected you. Expect from your walk out." Quinton laughed. "Go. They're waiting for you." "By the way Quinton.. You need a distraction, you need to get away from your neck problems. I think you should return to teaching PDHPE. I think that would be good for you. You know what we do and you can put it in detail." Quinton nodded and said "I think that is a good idea. Get in contact with BET and tell them I made a decision to return to full teaching duties." "You can do it yourself.. They need to know from you." Kari handed Quinton her phone and said "Its now or never. Make the call." As Quinton called BET he looked into his old room and saw the students working on tasks. "Hello BET. David Kilmer speaking." "Ah David. I'd like you to do something for me." "What is it Quinton?" "Bring in a new deputy. Because I've decided to make a change back to the PDHPE department." "Are you sure about this Quinton?" "I am sure. This time I am sure." "Alright then. A new deputy should arrive at the end of the day. And it'll be an old friend.." Quinton then said "I still don't need pity." "I ain't giving you pity. This is a distraction." As David hung up, Quinton unlocked the door and he walked in. It all came back to him. As Quinton placed his cane of the table, the kids looked up and kept up. Quinton used the computer and brought up stats of neck injuries in sports. "Injuries in sport are something that happen. But neck injuries can either end your sporting career or they can sit you out for months." As the lesson went on Quinton regained his confidence in teaching PD. Knowing timetables for the staff would have to be changed he didn't care at that moment.

Bringing in the new deputy
"Michelle, I know you've been enjoying some much needed rest but I need you to do something for me.." said Kilmer to Michelle. "Why what's the matter?" "Quinton's returned back to the PDHPE department and he just called me saying he made his choice." "That choice was 7 months in the making.." "He's quit the deputy position." "He did what?" "He quit the position to go back to what he knows best." "Where does that bring me into the mix?" "Since you're one of the most experienced BET has decided for you to take the position.. What do you say?" Michelle was surprised. "Of course.. I'll take it. But why didn't Kari want it?" "Kari, Kari, John and Phil are to busy welcoming Quinton back and Quinton needs a distraction to get over his spinal injury.." "Just one question.." "Yes?" "Is he chairbound like Saunders was?" "No he's up and walking.." Michelle nodded and said "Alright I'm in, but under my circumstances. 1) I have Mondays off, 2) I can take back the rules of funding toward any department, 3) We finish off the floor for the dance shed." "3 is stupid you only dance once a year.. No on three. The other two are fine." "Alright then, we tell Quinton that we're brining you in tomorrow. I told him it's an old friend taking over his position. Michelle and Kilmer shook hands. Kilmer walked back to Quinton's office and knocked on the door. "I see you're still here Quinton." "Packing my stuff. Bringing in the new deputy requires skill, and I'm not arguing any more. I've made a good choice." Kilmer then said to Quinton, "I'm coming back tomorrow to talk and you are going to be the person who hands over the ranks. It's going to be fine." Quinton smiled and then he said "No matter what I do, it not about me anymore." As Quinton left the room with his stuff Kilmer smiled and chuckled to himself. The next day Quinton met up with Kilmer and Kilmer said "Quinton, here read off this. It'll help." Quinton took the paper and he said "Alright good." Quinton then saw Kari walking toward the hall. "Kari!. Come here for a second." Kari walked over and said "Yeah what's up?" "The P&C is breathing down our necks about this, but here take this camera and film the new changing of the guard. Kilmer will tell you when to stop filming." "What after that." "Onto the schools website and page, parents need to know what is going on." "Alright on it." As Quinton stepped up to the stage, he sat down and waited for his call up. Whilst Quinton was sitting down he made a 'rolling' sign to Kari and Kari started to film. The school captains then said "We'd like to welcome Dr Quinton Philips and Mr. David Kilmer to discuss the future of the deputy principal position. Dr Quinton." As Quinton stood up he had the paper Kilmer gave to him, Quinton placed the paper and the stand and he put the mic to his face. "Good morning teachers, students and members of the Board of Education. For the past couple of months, I have been contemplating a move back to the PDHPE department and a future as deputy principal. Today is the day I make a move to the future. Today I have decided to move back to the department that welcomed me with open arms. I am going back to the PDHPE department." As the crowd drew whispers Quinton continued "As this is a move of change, the position has been offered to many, and only one person selected to take it." Outside the hall Michelle was walking up the steps, she was ready to take on the biggest career move to date. "I'd like to welcome to the deputy position Ms. Michelle Dangerfield." As Michelle walked up to the stage, Quinton stepped away from the mic and reached for the plate that had the badges on it. "Ms. Dangerfield I present you will your name badge and your position badge." As Quinton placed them on Dangerfield's shirt he then received the mic. "These badges will identify who you are and they will tell a story for years to come." "I also present you with the key to the deputy offices, the key offers to open record folders and files." As Michelle stepped to the mic she said "Thank you Dr Quinton, but this is to much. Just let me sink in to the job first." Quinton nodded and said "Go for it." Michelle continued "Just a couple of days ago I was on long service leave because I'd lost a close friend, for about 3 months I walked away from teaching, and walked away from something I held close to me. But receiving the call from BET declaring that Dr Philips decided he needed to go back to the PD department, was the wake up call I needed." As Kilmer was on the stage he decided that he wouldn't say anything. "Today I humbly accept this offer to be the deputy principal and I wont make promises I wont keep, but I promise one thing. To do my job." As Michelle stepped down, Quinton got up again and said "It's been a long couple of years, but we have a new deputy and one who wont make the same mistakes I did. I thank you all for your support and words of encouragement." Quinton then stepped down from the stage and Kari stopped filming.

Walking Away
Quinton was sitting in his old office, and it was the way he left it. A mess, and it was going to be the same for the next while. Quinton then stepped down into his underground medical bunker and he said to the staff on duty, 'I am releving you of duty. I'm going to let you all go and find a job in a hospital." Quinton said with his head held down. "You're about to do a runner aren't you Quinton.." said on Doctor. Quinton lied "No.. I want you all to get a proper job with the skills you have. Some will be the best surgeons others good nurses. Go on let your dreams come true." As staff started to pack up the medical gear, Quinton saw Dr Ryan, "Ryan.. I never remember having you here as a part of this medical team." "You didn't.. You are running away.. From what Quinton? Staff? A broken neck? It's not going to help, people here love you including your son." "My son wants nothing to do with me anymore and I respect that decision.." "No Quinton. You're running away from this life because you came back from a broken neck to teach PE again and you are going to let people think that running away is a good thing.." Quinton then said "I'm not going back home to Snowy Region I'm going back to home old house to enjoy what I have left." Quinton then slowly walked away.. "What about Kari and John.. You've let them down.." Quinton then said "Do what you want with the staff here.. Send them to the hospital they can work there full time.." Quinton got back to his old office and he put the keys of the table but didn't lock the door. Quinton then walked to the PE staffroom when he was stopped by Kari. "Quinton, do you know where we left the reports for the profit of the team going to go play netball?" "No.." Kari walked away and got to the staffroom and he sat down at his desk. He started writing a note in his workbook. His note reading ''"Dear Staff members who find this, I hope it finds you well. I've decided to walk away from teaching for a lttle while. I need some time to myself and I need to re-discover myself, and make sure I am up for the challenges that face me when I return..''". Quinton then placed his book on his chair and walked out of the staffroom. Quinton then walked up to the sign in room and he signed off his name and he wrote "Gone, Walked Out", as it was early in the morning and no one would take any notice. As Quinton walked out he saw Michelle with Kari talking about the budget as normal. "Quinton!.." "What?" Quinton said as he turned around. "The budget needs and extension, what do you think?" "It's my money you're using I dont care. Do what you want.." Quinton then walked away but up to the front of the school. "Where is he going?" said Kari. "I don't know. But if he is running.. He's not going to get far." Kari then walked down to the staffroom and Michelle back to her office. Quinton saw John walking into the school, and Quinton purposely bumped into John and made John drop his folder with work in it. "Oh nice one Quinton.. Help me pick it up.." Quinton turned around and said "Go fuck yourself John.." John then turned and said "What the hell is wrong with you/ First you come to work to just leave! And you don't help me pick up assessment tasks.. If you are going to be in such a bad mood.. Go home and sit down. Go on facebook and watch a movie. Or better yet.. Stop thinking about yourself!" as John yelled Michelle rushed out of her office and said "What is going on?" John ignored Michelle and said to Quinton "Just for once, think about us staff members who don't have attitude when it comes to work. And remember that I am one member who works harder than anyone." Quinton then said "How about no John.." "How about yes! I came to work here by invitation. One more stuff up from you, and you can say goodbye to the people who helped save your NOL career. And who came to every one of the stupid season games! How about a little respect! Hey! HEY!.." Quinton walked away slowly. "That's right walk away.. Like you did in your final year of uni.. Walk away and go cry about how no one will help you.. There is help around you just have to open your eyes and listen to us. You only listen to yourself.. I hope you get hit by karma, because we've had enough of your crap.." John picked up his stuff and Michelle then said "John.. that was unesscary but something I want you to keep doing." John nodded as he walked away. And Michelle had no choice but to report Quinton for misconduct. As Quinton was in his car he watched as he drove away from the school. As Quinton got home he was mad, and he grabbed the closest flower pot and smashed it against the wall. Quinton went on to his social media account and read the anger of his walking out.. It wasn't the way Quinton had it. Back at the school Kari was talking to Michelle about his misconduct charge. "Kari.. tell me something.." "Anything.." "What did John mean by 'Just like you walked away from your last year of Uni' did he walk away from Orthopaedics or teaching?" "He almost never became a doctor. He couldn't get that 0.42% of his final mark.. It sent him insane and he had to walk away and do his final exam 3 times, before his last exam he took he passed by 1% he was ecstatic.. But in my eyes, I would've never wanted treatment from Quinton.." "I just hope he doesn't do something stupid.." Just as Michelle said that Dr Ryan walked up to Michelle and said "Quinton, cleared out his 'Undergroud Medical Bunker..' He sent them all to work at the hospitals across the state!" Kari's eyes then almost exploded out of her head. "It's serious if he's cleared out his Medical Bunker.." "I'm sorry his what?" "His medical bunker was in the office he used for peace and quiet, he made an underground link between the school and the Begs Hospital. Only a select few were told. BET doesn't even know about it.." "We do now!" said Kilmer from behind. "Kilmer!" "Yes.. And we have all the evidence we need to terminate his employment.." "Not just yet David.. He's gone missing and we've tried calling."

Retiring
As Quinton was getting ready he decided it was the right time to give it all up. He was truly finished with teaching and needed a life to himself. As he left the school on bad terms, he needed to set it out right. Quinton went to the school that night and left cakes on staff desks and rubbed off 'missing' from the sign in room, Quinton then went home and he returned again in the morning. As he walked in from the car park, Quinton saw John and said "John.." John looked over and said "What do you want? Drop my assessments again?" "No.. I want to apologise. I'm sorry.." "To late.. You've done it now Quinton.." "John.." "No Quinton.. You left us in a time of need. We've taken Kilmer to teach your classes as you've been drinking yourself to death.." "I haven't been drinking!" "You left your phone on your desk and a note with your keys.. You've done it this time.." John walked away, as Michelle walked up to him. "Glad to see you again.. What do you need this time?" "A press conference." Michelle knew what this meant and she pulled him aside. "You do this, and the next thing we'll agree on is our social media post vialing you.. Understand.. This time you cannot take a retirement back." Quinton then said "I know Michelle. I know.." As Michelle walked away to talk to Roy, Kari walked up to Quinton and said "Do you know why everyone has a cake in their staffroom?" "I don't know why?" "No reason.." Kari turned around before saying "You're going to quit aren't you?" "I'm done Kari.. It's over.." Kari smiled as she walked away. Michelle walked back over and said "We need you to fill out this form before you retire.. It's your resignation form." Quinton grabbed the piece of paper and he signed the resignation form. As Roy was watching him sign his life to quit, he said "The way you walked out on us Quinton. it was harsh.. Kilmer had to take your place and he is not one of the best PE teachers you can have as a replacement.." "You can do something for me Roy.." "What?" "Bring in another doctor who teachers PDHPE.." "I don't know if we can do that.. After what happened with you.." "Do it and see how high marks go.." As Quinton looked up and said "There.. Fully signed and completed." "What are you going to do after you walk away one final time.." "Live life.." As Quinton looked out the window he saw a press conference crew out there waiting for him. "one last time.." "One last time.." said Roy. As Quinton and Roy walked out together, students were sitting down to lunch and teachers walking back to classrooms. Loud whispers took over and Quinton faced the students saying to them "Whisper all you like.. This is something that needs to be done.." As Quinton said that, Kari had the camera ready to take photos of for the schools social media page. "Are you ready Quinton?" said the Press leader. "Ready as I'll ever be.." "Alright... 3,2,1 action.." As the camera flashed on, Quinton swallowed and said "Today I announce my official retirement from teaching. I have served Begs High for over 30 years. I served as the Head Teacher of PDHPE for 14 years, before becoming the deputy principal and later on the principal before going back to the PE department. This decision wasn't easy as I loved to teach. This was a decision to be able to bring in a new teacher for the PE staff, as my aging body and mental capacity has taken over. I would like to thank all the teachers and students for allowing me to teach and work alongside them throughout the years. Thank you and goodbye.. One.. Last.. Time.." As Quinton stepped away from the camera, Roy took his place and said "Thank you for all the educational value you've brought us Mr. Philips, as a farewell present. We'd like to give you this gift basket of goodies, and we hope you enjoy your retirement." Roy and Quinton shook hands and that's when the camera stopped rolling. Kari took three photos, one of Quinton and Roy shaking hands, one of Quinton starting his interview and the last one of Quinton talking about his career. As Kari uploaded the photos in the social media page, she wrote "MR. QUINTON PHILIPS ANNOUNCES RETIREMENT'. Luckless teacher Quinton Philips announced his retirement from teaching after over 30 years of service to education. Quinton began his teaching career at Begs, where he became Head Teacher of PDHPE, and later becoming the deputy principal and principal. Quinton had an up and down career, injuring his neck and a couple of controversial moments. But as he retires he leaves so much behind. We thank Quinton for his service and we wish him the best in his future endeavours". As Kari posted this to the schools page, Quinton walked over to Kari and said "Good luck Kari, and make sure you keep that promise for me.." "What promise was that again?" "To use my old room as a study room or a new sport area.. Or least let your kids use it.." Kari smiled and said "Yeah I'll kept it.." Quinton smiled as he hugged Kari, Michelle, Kari and Kim. Quinton then got the rest of his things and put them into his car. As Quinton was about to get into his car he looked at the kids who were having lunch and the teachers that were on duty. This time was the last time and Quinton wasn't thinking about it. As he smiled Quinton got into his car and drove home.

Kari Davis Arrest and Divorce
For 4 years in Begs, Kari had gotten away with many things. But there was one thing she wasn't getting away with. One day when Quinton was at the office he was watching the CCTV of a business when he noticed a car doing 140ks in a 40 zone and did some digging. His digging revealed that a car of the same blue colour was speeding through the same area everyday for 4 years, even at one stage running over two known drug dealers in the area. Quinton made some calls to the high school as he noticed the emblem shinning off the mirror from a brooch, the school had knowledge of the known '140k driver' but not who it was. Quinton had acted on this and went to the school with another officer, James Kinderfield. Quinton told James to wait in the office while he talked with the head teachers. Showing them the evidence he had gathered. "This is serious.. The Board of Education has been notified and they are not happy with a teacher driving at 140kh, let alone leave in their lunch break whilst being on duty!" said Michelle. "Have you nailed down whose car it may be?" "There are three cars at this school with the same colour blue. They're in the PE department." said Quinton. "No.. You cant mean.." "Its either one of the two Kari's or its John.." said Michelle. "Quinton. Kari Kingram bought a new car the other day and John doesn't drive stick.. Its Davis." The table ummed and ahhed but Quinton wasn't having any of it. "Listen.. I'm going to make the arrest if its on a hunch or not. The Board of Education, The Neighbourhood watch, police and firies have been watching this car for 4 years terrorize citizens! For god sakes, she maybe linked to those to drug dealers who got run over and all those close calls down town!" Quinton said. "Now where is she?" "In her classroom. Ironically teaching car safety." Quinton opened the door and said, "If this is true and it is her, you may have not known but this will be a very big scandal. This may involve staff going to court." "Fuck that! That bitch can rot in a jail cell." said a member of the music department. Quinton shook his head and walked out the door. He said to James "Stay up here. I'm doing this one by myself." "You know rule number one Quinnno. Never leave your partner behind." "This is a school James. No guns here, I'll be fine." As Quinton walked away James crossed his arms and started doing paper work. Quinton walked down to the PE classrooms to hear Kari's voice booming from the classroom. Quinton walked over to the door but didn't open it, he knew the door was unlocked because the handle was loose. Kari's talking was the main point. "Now.. I want you to know that driving a vehicle is like driving a weapon. It will hurt and it needs to have some practice.. So remember not speeding can save you life." said Kari. Then Quinton said "It will also be a jail sentence for someone who does speed." Kari shocked then said "Quinton.. What are you doing here." Quinton was angry and he didnt hold back. "I'm looking for the teacher, who for 4 years, drove down the mainstreet at 140kh. Ran over two drug dealers, scared countless people. We tracked down the car, the dents and the plates." as Quinton said this Kari's husband Phil walked in to go into the staffroom. "Kari Davis, you under arrest for 130 counts of misuse of a motor vehicle, 2 counts of dangerous driving causing death, 14 counts of driving in a dangerous manner. Any thing you do say will be held against you in a court of law." As Quinton finished what he was saying, Phil said "is this true Kari? The number plates? The dents? They were from you running! Kari what the hell! We've been together for 22 years, and you been on a watch list for 4 years now!" "Phil please calm down.." said Quinton.. "And you know what Kari? I did this the other week. I knew we were never really seeing eye to eye anymore. So I got divorced." Phil took off his wedding ring and said at the top of his voice, the class just listening to booming voice coming out of nowhere. "We took vows. You said you'd never lie to me! AND YOU DID! 4 YEARS OF IT!" Quinton took to his radio and said "James need you down here." "Kari you were the biggest hypocrite of them all when this case was on! YOU SAID YOU WEREN'T INVOLVED!" "Phi.. Please." "DON'T YOU DARE PHIL ME.. WE ARE DONE. OVER.." Phil then placed the ring and papers in her hand and said "Rot in hell." Phil stormed out and ran into James screaming "Get outta my way." James moved and went into the classroom. Kari standing there in shock and the kids bemused on what just happened. "Tweet this later. Because the media have wind." Quinton took Kari and said to her "You're doing the walk of shame. Your husband just left in a huff, your now divorced and every board wants blood." As Quinton opened the doors to the science block 4 classes looked on. Kari decided to do something she wanted to do for ages. She was still cuffed but she knew if she'd try to run it would help. As Quinton and James were walking slowly down the corridor she head butted Quinton in the face. "Oph" he said. His nose started bleeding and Kari was getting away. Quinton then looked up and said "Hey stop!" Quinton drew his stun gun out and fired it at Kari. Quinton then said "I'm used to that. I'm with the big boys." Quinton picked Kari up and put his stun gun away. When they got outside, waiting was the media, and every board in the country wanting to have their say. Quinton said to Kari "Shit storm about to happen." As Kari was brought further up by Quinton. Quinton had dried blood on his face and around his nose a little down his chin dropped to the concrete. Michelle was waiting with the head of the education department. "Kari, look what you've done. I hereby fire you from the board of education and your teaching license be revoked until 2066. That will give you enough time to thing about what you have done." Kari looked down and saw the police car. Quinton let James take her to the station as Quinton handled the media. "We finally arrested the 140kh driver. A teacher here at this school none other than a PE teacher. Kari Davis." "You looked a bit war wounded there Quinno." "She head butted me as we were walking out. Nothing serious." "How many charges at least is she charged with" At least 180 plus two from today. Obstructing justice and assault." As Quinton finished up he said "violence against any of our forces will not be tolerated." Quinton finished then had a paramedic clean up his face. "Lucky it's not broken Quinno." "I know." he finished up and then said to Michelle. "Look after Phil. He himself just found out." "What happened in there?" "He divorced her." "Shit.." Days later Kari was facing court and saw all the staff including her arresting officer. The judge on the court was finally facing the person who almost ran over her dog. Judge Hall said in her sentencing. "Kari Davis, you were a member of Education, who was a voice of reason to young men and women, yet you were hypocritical about speeding, when infact you speed over 4 years dangerously. For the two charges of dangerous driving causing death, this court sentences you to 25 years in prison. For the 140 charges of driving in a dangerous manner this court sentences you to 25 years in prison. For the charge of assault causing harm this court sentences you to 10 years in prison and for the charge of drink driving this court sentences you to 4 years in prison. All up this court sentences you to 64 years in prison.. let this time reflect on those you hurt and those you used to work for." As the gavel hit the wood. Phil sat there and then said "Kari. I hope your roommate is forgiving as I am. Because I NEVER want to here from you again." "Good. Neither do I."

Injury in the Force
Quinton in his office, with Andrew Adams  when he recieved a call from town. Quinton answered the phone and said "Hello?" "Philips, put the school on immediate lockdown. There has been a shooting downtown." "And why do I need to put the school on lockdown? Where is this shooter? Who is it?" "It's Hullen's son. He's shot up a bank downtown and he's on his way to kill someone." "Who?" "You.." "Alright then, will do." Quinton hung up and put his phone back in his pocket. Quinton opened the drawer in his office and got his gun and loaded it, putting it into his holster. Quinton closed the drawer and opened the door. Quinton walked into the principals office and said "Roy. We have a situation coming from downtown." "What does that mean? Why is this important." "The blokes downtown just said Hullen's son just shot up a bank, he's on his way here." Roy nodded and said "Alright. Do it.", Quinton nodded as he walked out into the office bay and into the security room. Quinton smashed the glass and had a thought. Quinton recieved another call. "Quinton, he's stolen a cop car, and he's on his way. Get the kids inside now. Put the school on lockdown." as the phone conversation continued Quinton heard a helicopter overhead. "Quinton. I repeat. Put the school on lockdown and get the kids indoors." Quinton hung up and put his phone away again. Quinton walked over to the glasscase again and he hit the button for lockdown. Quinton left the room as the alarm blared in the distance, he saw kids dropping bags to go indoors. Quinton rushed outside and saw two helicopters overhead as he ran to the police car to secure the school perimetre. Quinton did that as he drove the car back into the school and as he got out, he noticed a few students still sitting outside. Quinton unholstered his gun and held it and said "You heard the alarm. Get the fuck inside now!" they didn't move. "You want me to fire this on you? Get the FUCK inside!" Quinton walked over to them and said "I will arrest you if you dont move. GET. INSIDE." the kids went inside and he re-holstered his gun. As he heard a voice yelling in the distance. "Today, you die Philips. Like when you put my father in prision.." Quinton turned around and said "Why. Why would you shoot up a bank? Revenge?" As Quinton and Hullen Jr got face to face. "Specially. For revenge. Officer Philips. You sent my father to prison, and he was killed in prison." "What's the point? You know how it goes. You kill me and you go to prison." Quinton then said "You're under arrest.." "Not today, Oficer.." Hullen Jr pulled out his gun and Quinton took cover behind his police car, with the police door open. The helicoper's overhead were police choppers, as Hullen Jr fired weapon it hit Quinton in the arm as Quinton return fire as he shot. Quinton's arm hit the door extremely hard and his arm hit the ground. Quinton screamed in agony as he returned fire again, miss. The radio in the police car blared with 'shots fired I repeat shots have been fired at the high school, send immediate backup and an ambulance. Shots have been fired.'. Quinton reloaded his gun and yelled out to Jr saying "A big man doesn't fell like he needs to kill someone. revenge is never the best way. This isn't great Jr." As Quinton raised from cover and aimed his gun he yelled back "But the gun down. Now!" Jr aiming his weapon said "No dice." Jr and Quinton fired at the same time. Quinton was hit in the chest and Jr was shot in the throat, killing Jr instantly. Quinton looked down at his chest and saw blood coming from his chest and dropped to his knees and went on to ground in a star shape. Quinton was injured, badly. Quinton managed to get to his  chest radio and said "Officer down. I repeat..officer...down..."

​Sebour- Quinton's Arrival
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- A Few Weeks Later
A Few weeks later, Quinton had settled down in Sebour and made friends with mostly everyone. He was on call at the hospital mostly during the night, so he could have the day to himself. Quinton in the few weeks in Sebour had made a close friendship with Terese. Walking around the hospital filling out charts Quinton bumped into Paul, the town 'baddie', Quinton said "Paul." "I see you made friends with Terese." "Like any normal person.. Paul.." Paul scowled and said "What does that mean?" "I know all about your type Paul. You've been in prison I assume?" Paul sighed and said "You're joking right?" Quinton scowled and said "No. I am not joking. I know people like you Paul. Give people the world and take it right out from under them. Lying to get your own way. Yeah I know your type." "For a man who spent only 2 years in jail for assault.." "I'll stop you there. It was in confinement. And it was the best thing that ever happened to me. I really learned a lot about myself. Unlike you." As Quinton continued his tirade on Paul, his daughter Sophie walked past chucking to herself. "That will never get old." "What? someone going off at your dad? or someone wanting to deck him?" "A bit of both.". Quinton then said "I understand you don't like me talking to one of your flames, Paul, but we're grown ups. relationships grow. You either need to step back or shut up. Get over it." Quinton went back on his rounds leaving Paul standing in the corridor. Paul then said "Yeah same."

​Sebour- Meeting an Old Friend
Quinton was in his office at the hospital when he heard a knock on the door. "When a man has that much paper work, he's gotten into the wrong profession." "Kari? Kari Kingram? Is that you?" "The one and only." "Come in sit down." Kari smiled and closed the door. "Its been a while Quinton. Begs isn't the same without you, you know." "Yeah. I know. You know why I had to Kari. After Jen died, I didn't have much to go back to there." "The school. Both hospitals. Its a lot to leave behind you know." Quinton sighed and said "It wasn't easy, it never is. The people here are great, made friends with mostly everyone." Quinton sighed again and said "Kari. I don't want to sound like a complete dick, but what are you doing here? Where is John and your family?" Kari smiled and said "Their, moving in to a place around from Jacobs street. I came to see you. I need something done, and soon." Kari produced a file and showed Quinton an MRI of her leg. Quinton surprised looked at it and said "This isn't great, Kari." Kari nodded and said "Yeah I know. I figured you'd be the best one to help me out." Quinton looked at the scan and said "The bone bruise, indicates you've done your knee. the x-ray is showing me the opposite." Quinton wiped his hand across his face. Kari then said "What is your opinion on this?" "Surgery. depending on how much damage there is, you're looking at a 4-5 month recovery." Quinton then said "The MRI shows the damage to the meniscus, that is 4-6 wks depending on damage, and these bone bruises are a different story. Looks may deceive, but I need to do surgery right away. I'll book you in for later today." "Thanks Quinton" "No problem." Quinton smiled as he said "Tell me Kari. What happened." "What happened when?" "I left Begs." "The school went into a meltdown. If you didn't follow the news, there was a huge breakdown between both staff and the board of education, the board sacked an entire department of veteran teachers, the History department. the school also lost funding, students." Quinton's jaw dropped. "Oh wow." Kari continued "After the storm that happened, the HSIE members that were sacked came back, student numbers climbed. The funding never came back." Quinton then said "What about everyone else were they ok." "Yeah. Took a while but they are fine. We adapt as teachers you know that.." "Yeah I do know that. But now I no longer teach." "Let me tell you one thing Quinton, a lot of people miss you. The other Kari is still in jail you know?" "Oh wow really?" "Yep. After what happened with her driving, she could get out as soon as 2080. But we'll both be dead by then.." Quinton nodded as Kari continued. "Kim became head of HSIE after she was fired and brought back.."

​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- A Few 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- Turning To Drink
As Quinton turned to his hotel room, he looked to see Paul with a drink in his hand. Quinton walked over to Paul and grabbed the drink from him. "Hey." Quinton then gave the glass back to Paul and then sat down. Paul walked over to him and said "You alright mate?" Quinton nodded and said "I guess. Have you ever had a bombshell dropped on you?" "Not a literal one.. But yes. I have." "I guess this'll end up going around, but I had an affair years ago with another teacher. I left a month later, found out yesterday. The woman I had an affair with was pregnant and miscarried." Paul looked and said "That is heavy." Quinton got up and said "I need another drink." Paul then said "I thought you didn't drink?" "Times change." Paul then said "Your last drink was before prison." "I see you've done some sleuthing." "I did. You are successful. don't give it up now." Quinton brushed past Paul and said "I don't care. I just need a drink" Paul nodded and said "Be careful." Quinton walked into the local bar known as "The Watering Hole" for the first time in the 5 years he had been there. Quinton sat at the bar and saw John at the table behind him. "Scotch please." said Quinton. "On the house." "You sure." "I'm sure." the barman was Shelia who knew Quinton was going through a hard time. "Want to talk about it?" "Nah I don't." Quinton held the glass to his lips and took a drink. The flavours came back to him. "Is it Terese?" "No. Its not. If you don't mind another one please." Shelia got him another one, as John decided to sit next to Quinton. "It wasn't your fault you know." "I don't want to discuss this John." Shelia than said "Don't worry. Terese told me everything. You should be at home." Quinton sighed. "No. I can do this myself. I am not going to do what some people do. I am not falling off the wagon. All I want to do is have a couple of drinks." Sheila then said "For someone who went to jail of assault." "Not now Shelia. I am a patron. In a bar. Another one please. And John go home." "Okay. Goodnight but be careful." A couple of hours later, Sheila had contacted the police to take Quinton back to the hotel. "How many did he have?" "5 drinks. He knew his limit. But no one else here is sober. Do you mind?" "Sure." Quinton was led outside, where he fell asleep in the paddy wagon. Quinton woke up 8 hours later and saw Terese was making him breakfast. "Quinton. How you feeling?" Quinton grunted and said "Not bad for someone who hasn't had a drink in 14 years." Terese then said "how much did you have last night?" " I don't remember, but i remember being led out of the bar by I think it was Mark. to take me home." A few hours later Quinton was back at the Bar talking to Shelia. "What happened last night?" "A lot. You had a heated conversation with John. You had dinner, and 5 drinks. You were gone after the 5th one. I stopped serving you, and you couldn't get home, so Mark came and got you." "Oh wow that is bad." Quinton checked his phone and he messaged Mark thanking him. Quinton grabbed lunch and returned to his hotel room. For weeks Quinton went on a bender, before one night he was stopped by Terese. "Quinton. You need to stop." Terese gave Quinton an AA card. "You go or I am sending you to rehab." Quinton nodded and said " I tried to stop." "I know you did." Quinton took a few weeks away and came back a new man. Quinton said he didn't fully stop drinking but he could limit himself to at least 2 drinks a week.

​Sebour- Being Shot (Season One Finale)
"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- Rehab
"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- Quinton Reveals His Feelings For Kari
Quinton was sitting at the bar a couple of weeks after another surgery. John walked in and sat next to Quinton. Quinton said "Please don't throw me across the room this time." John sighed and said "I came to apologise." "Why? I broke up your marriage. I ruined your life. It should be me apologising." John laughed as he faced Quinton. "Our love went a long time ago. I was mad for a different reason. Its hard not to admit when Kari was pregnant, i wanted to find you and show you the way you changed our lives for the better." Quinton rubbed his eyes and said "I wasn't there when it happened. Trish saved her life." "Fucking right mate." "Just to have that dumped on me, after she had surgery, she just.." "We were listening Quinton. We felt for you, we did." Quinton looked up and said "That's why I had a breakdown and just drunk for about a week." John then said "How bad did it hurt? Cause I did the same thing when Kari lost it. So much to take in. The students were asking questions, the rumours. Staff eventually found out she miscarried. You just don't get carried out of a classroom without staff looking on in horror." Quinton wiped his eyes and said "The night, we had the affair, I regret that I don't regret the sex. I regret hurting you." John put his hand on Quinton's shoulder and said "Don't apologise. Remember I had an affair with Jen, its tough to admit it but you to were so close, you loved each other." Quinton smiled as he watched the door open and Terese walk in and order some food. Quinton looked back at John and said "I love Kari, John. I'm sorry to admit that, but for years I never stopped thinking about that moment." John nodded as he opened his jacket pocket, producing the ring he gave Kari. "Our wedding ring. I guess its nothing now." Quinton then said "Talk to Terese, you've liked her for a long time as well. Go say something." Quinton sat back in his chair as John said "Thanks mate. Get better soon." As John turned to talk to Terese, Terese looked at John and said "John. How are you?" "Very well." John couldn't help himself and pashed Terese. Terese pulled in for a longer kiss and the moment lasted for ever. "Get a room!" said Quinton from the other side. Terese pulled away as he said to John quietly "I need to speak with him is that ok?" "Yeah it is. Go ahead." Terese walked over to Quinton and said "Quinton. I need you to check something out for me. Its medical related." Terese said with a worried look on her face. "Yeah sure. When?" "Now. if its ok." Quinton nodded and said "My office the hospital. We need to talk in a quieter place." A couple of minutes later Quinton was in his office and on the computer, Terese walking in several minutes later. "You look so worried. tell me what's wrong?" "I found a lump, Quinton." Quinton's eyes widened and said "Any pain?" "I'm finding it hard to move my arm above shoulder height. Quinton closed the door and said "I need to do an examination, please take off your shirt and get on the bed, raise your arms." Terese took off her shirt and un did her bra. Quinton put on gloves and walked over to her. "Don't be scared. It could be nothing." Quinton felt around the breast area for any more lumps. He didn't say anything, but he found two more. "Quinton?" "Get dressed" Quinton said as he took off his gloves. "I'm going to order you a mammogram, and a blood test. Just to be safe. You need to ask any family, if there is a history of cancer breast or otherwise in the family." Terese nodded as she looked at Quinton saying "You love her don't you?" Quinton looking confused "What?" "You and Kari." Quinton walked over to Terese and said "Terese. I will ALWAYS love you. But my heart wants to be with Kari. My brain is telling me to stay with you. But you have John. John is caring and can get you through this." Terese looked at Quinton and said "That's very truthful." "I will always be truthful to you. I always will be." Quinton opened the door and said "Better hurry, your tests are in 20 minutes."

​Sebour- Terese Gets Misdiagnosed
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's Sister
Quinton was in his office when he decided to go for a walk around the hospital when, he overheard a conversation, he sat on the chair outside the room and started to listen, the door was open and the conversation was medium hearing, but it was clear enough to hear. "These results, show nothing.. We have to send her home." "These symptoms have to add up somehow..The loss of sensation.. The tiredness, the loss of motor function." "The blood tests didn't show anything and the scans were inconclusive. We have to send her home." Quinton was about to do something he shouldn't have. Quinton stood up and walked into the room with the two doctors looking at him. "Dr Philips.. What are you doing?" "Making rounds.." "Right.." Quinton looked at the heart monitor and then at the patient. "Who?" "Why should we tell you? She's not an ortho patient." Quinton mad said "Give me the chart." "Why should we?" "Give me the chart.." the two doctors nodded as Quinton read the file carefully. "How long has Ms Doe, been here for?" "A couple of hours, we were about to send her home.. Why?" Quinton turned and said "I'll tell you why.. You failed to the symptoms." "Like you Dr Misdiagnosis. Dr Dabble." "Frank!" "What its true.. He dabbled and almost killed someone, how am I about to let him diagnose our Jane Doe." "Shut up Frank, let him speak." Quinton said "The symptoms add up to TIA's.." "Mini strokes? How can you be sure.." "I spent 22 years as a doctor and in those 22 years I diagnosed 24 people with TIA's, I am not wrong here.." Quinton put the file back into the doctors arm and said "Order a MRI." standing confused. "Did I stutter? I said order an MRI!" "Quinton with respect, you told the board you wouldn't dabble." "We are wasting time here. If you wont order the MRI, I will." "Alright we'll do it.." Quinton signed forms and put them in the doctors arms. "Make sure you come back to me. I'll be waiting." 5 minutes later Frank ran in with scan results. "That was fast. What happened?" Frank handed Quinton the scan and Quinton put it on the light bar. "Oh..My...God." "TIA's you were right.. As soon as we put her in the MRI her brain lit up like a X-mas tree." "This here." Quinton pointed to a part of the brain. "This is a blood clot. that.." Quinton pointed to a big vessel. "Is an aneurysm, she has two..." Quinton put the scan down and said "We have to take her in for surgery.. Now!" "Quinton..You need to back away from this." Quinton turned and shoved Frank to the wall and said "You were going to send her home. And if you had, she would've died walking through the front door. This woman is lucky that she even made it to hospital." Frank said "You know the boards gonna have your head you know." "Let the board find out. They can sack me I don't care. But right now, I am saving this woman." just as Quinton said that, Tryal walked in and said "I hope it's a good excuse. You promsed the board.." "I promised the board nothing. I wrote a letter promising I wouldn't dabble, this is NOT dabbling this is saving, saving a life, like any doctor would.." Tryal nodded as Frank scoffed. "Tryal, are you kidding? You know what he has done right?" Quinton put his hands on his head and said "The longer we wait, the more chance this blows and she dies. Can you have that? Will you have that?" Tryal said "Go. Take her." Frank nodded and said "Fine.." Frank got the phone and called theater. as Jane Doe was wheeled out Quinton was pulled aside by Tryal and said "Quinton, you need to know who Jane Doe is.." Quinton looked and said "No. I wasn't made aware I just heard overheard  the converstaion." Tryal looked and said "It's your sister mate. It's Peggy." Quinton looked and said "Peggy? Are you sure? I haven't seen her for years.." "Mate, she's head of Emergency Medicine. She's nothing like you, you know.." Quinton chuckled and said "I know." "Mate are you sure you want to operate on your sister?" "I have to mate. For her sake, she's lucky she was alive when she came in.." "I know mate.. Good luck.." Quinton nodded as he walked to the operating room. Quinton was washing his hands when Dr Rogers walked in. "Rogers." :"Quinton." "Look if your hear to stop me.. Please don't." "You're doing what you have to mate." "You've changed your tune. Just a couple of months ago you wanted me out, gone." "You never sent that email did you mate.." Quinton nodded and said "Nope. I am triple board certified, I am not giving up without a fight, and neither is Peggy." Quinton ended the conversation and went into the room. Quinton started the operation and said "You're a strong lady Pegs. Please make it through, I don't know what I'd do without you.." A nurse then said "I didn't know you had a sister?" Quinton said "No, its not something she would've blurted out. I understand why she did keep it a secret for a while. Having a brother in jail isn't something you can be proud of. I tried my best to keep in contact, we lost it after awhile." "If you dont mind me asking, how did you two get back in contact?" Quinton said as he got a clot out. "It was after my son moved to Canada 8 years ago. We meet up again, had a conversation, she was one of the good guys.." Quinton handed the tools to another surgeon on standby as he clipped the aneusym. He then said "She is amazing. I'm not surprised she ended up the boss of the hospital's emergency department." Quinton had a tear go down his cheek as he put the tools back on the table and said "Finish this for me please..' Quinton stepped out of the sterile area and took off his gloves. He then took off his mask and said "I just don't know, what I'd tell mum and dad if she doesn't make it. I don't think dad could handle this type of news. Not again anyway.." Quinton took off his gown and walked into the wash room, where Rogers was waiting for him. Quinton washed his hands and dried them as he watched the surgery continue. "You did good mate. You did your best." Quinton looked and said with tears flowing down his face, "What if she doesn't survive this? Brain surgery is the most serious after heart surgery." Rogers hugged Quinton and said "If anyone can survive she can. She never did tell me how much you cared about her." "She was born here. I was raised in Snowy Region. I took up sport, she had an interest in medicine. My parents were in the army together, they had a fling here had her several years later. I was thrilled to have a sister mate. All I wanted to do was protect her.' "And you've done that. Look mate. Go home. Get some rest." Quinton nodded and said "Alright. But call me if something changes alright." "We will mate." As Quinton went home the surgery finished. Quinton was called just as he left the hospital he smiled as Tryal said to him "You made the right decision mate, you saved her life.." Quinton hung up and he went home. He came back to the hospital 4 days later, and saw Peggy was doing well. 'Quinton.. Good to see you.." Quinton smiled as he hugged Peggy and said "Don't do that to me ever again.." Peggy laughed and so did Quinton. "Dr Newton here has been an excellent patient. She is progessing faster then alot of TIA patients." "Life saving blood clot and aneysums can do that to you.." said Quinton. "She was awake within 4 hours of being operated on, that shows us her body isn't giving up. There is always the chance of another attack. But the TIA wasn't the actual diagnosis here. It was blood clots. Um.. Quinton's hunch was enough to save you. And a lot of people who suffer this never make it. You have a chance at full recovery within the next couple of months or even weeks." said Tryal. Quinton smiled as he left the room. 4 weeks later Peggy walked out of hospital with Quinton and returned to work with another 8 weeks of leaving.

​Sebour- Quinton's First 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 sharply 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- Stanley Arrives
He was discussing the treatment of an eldery lady with Dr Kennedy and a few nurses. "I dont know what else to try.. We've run every possible treatment known to man. Blood gases, oxygen, allergy tests and so far we know nothing.." Quinton rubbed his face and said "If she doesnt improve, we'll have to send her home.." Karl looked at Quinton and said "Quinton, that's a death sentence if you send her home.." Quinton looked at Karl and said "Don't you think i know that? We've tried everything.." "She's got 5 grandkids Quinton, please try and think of something.." Quinton rubbed his eyes.. "I really dont know Karl, we've done everything and what we have is a confussion on symptoms and a clutter of where she has been in the best 4 weeks.." "She's not even that old Quinton, she's only 57.." "Don't you think I know that.. I've treated one of them.." "How about decompression?" "Mrs Tuck said she hadn't travelled anywhere, she hasn't even left the country.." "Are you thinking of the Bends? Of course.. She complained of joint pain but never said she had a headache." "You don't have to leave the country to go diving." Quinton rubbed his eyes and turned to the nurse and said "Take Mrs Tuck to the decompression chamber. Tell me if she improves.." The nurse walked away as Quinton turned to Karl and said "Go with her.." Karl nodded and said "Will do." Karl walked away as Quinton rubbed his eyes. Quinton turned around as he rubbed his eyes and he stopped when he saw a familiar face. "Dad?" Stan was standing in his Army fatigues. "Yes son.." Quinton hugged his father and said "It's been 10 years since i last saw you.." Stan smiled and said "I was on a tour of duty in Guam, I got a honorable discharge a couple of months ago, but if need be i'll be ready to return to the army as a medic.." Quinton smiled and he said "Where's mum then? Is she ok?" "She's doing fine. She's on a tour in Timor, helping out those injured in the drug war." Quinton said "How did you know to send Mrs Tuck to the decompression chamber?" "It's a long story, but we had many patients during my tour who got the bends. We had to fly out at least 20 people. So of course, we have to know in a war zone. As soon as that patient comes in we make literal, life and death decisions." "Yes.. of course." As Quinton and Stanley started walking to go see Peggy, they bumped into Karl. "How is Mrs Tuck doing Karl?" Karl smiled and said "She's improving. Her stats have come above 90 in the first time in 3 days." Quinton smiled and said "That's great news." Karl then said "Your dad has a good idea on what he is doing.. Are you a doctor?" Stan nodded and said "I just finished a tour of duty as a army surgeon in fact.." Karl's eyebrows raised and he said "I see where Peggy gets her fiesty demeanor from.." Stan laughed and said "It wasn't from mee I can tell you that. It was Wynona.. We both met in the army." As Karl was about to continue his pager went off, Karl said a quick goodbye as Quinton and Stan finally got to Peggy's office. Quinton knocked and opened the door. Peggy looked and she said "What is it?" Quinton moved out of the doorway and Stan stood in the doorway. "Peggy.. That's no way to talk to your brother.." Peggy laughed as Quinton folded his arms and stood in the corner. Peggy hugged Stan and said "It's been awhile. It's great to see you, you look good." "Thank you honey.." Quinton shook his head and he said "Dad.. I have one question.." "Yeah, what is it?" "How come, you never told me about Peggy. How come I had to learn about it, the first day I started working here." Stan cleared his throat and said "It's a long story.. We always wanted 2 children but with our career in the army it was always hard to know if we were going to ever have another kid. We conceived Peggy during our Tour of Guam. We tried to tell you, but as you were just starting your NOL career, and Peggy had just started her medical career. Your reputation at the time was a bit shaky, so I want to apologise for the hurt we caused.." Quinton smiled and said "I lived with the grandparents when you guys left.. And when I came to Sebour I never thought i'd love to have a sister more. Needless to say I can say I operated on her brain.." As they continued to catch up, Quinton offered to house Stan for his visit. The two had dinner with Peggy and they told stories about how Quinton saved Peggy's life and how Quinton was suspended from medicine. For the time being Peggy offered Stan a job for a couple of weeks in Trauma Surgery, Stan accepted it and he heled mentor young surgeons coming through the ranks. 2 months later Stan walked into Quinton's office with a dufflebag. Quinton rubbed his beard and said "Going somewhere dad?" Stan smiled and said "Call of the Army Medic." Quinton's eyebrow lifted and he said "What do you mean? Were you being sent to now?" "Mexico.." "There's no war in Mexico dad.." "That's a drug war, and a lot of people have been hurt in the cartel wars. They managed to build a hospital on the border and its the safest place to bring those from the streets who got attacked.." Quinton said "What about the duffelbag.. Who's that for?" "You.." Quinton laughed and he said "What about me?" "The tour of duty requires some surgeons who know what they're doing. They want you to help mentor some of the new doctors.." "ME? They want me?" Stan opened the dufflebag and passed Quinton the lanyard and said "They read your files and they want you.." "But I have spent time in prison dad! I have a criminal record, no way the army wants me.." "Listen Quinton please.. I got a letter from them the other day.." Stan got the letter out and passed it to Quinton. Quinton opened the letter and started reading it. 'Dear Dr Quinton Philips, we have heard so much about you from your father Sgt Stanley Philips,MD. We would like you to join our 5 month tour of Mexico as a medical officer in a new hospital on the border of Mexico. If you say yes, we are willing to overlook your convictions and even get them wiped from record. If you accept this you will recieve a pair of fatigues and ranking in the medical field as captain, we would also like to note that you wouldnt have to go around with a military rank after you are finished this tour of duty. In fact we insist you dont and go back to being a medical officer in Sebour as a regular civilian. Yours truly F.A Adams.' Quinton put the letter down and said "This is some serious shit dad. I could come back from this, or I could die on duty.." "At least you'd be serving the country." Quinton nodded and said "I'll do it.." Quinton opened the bag and he put his fatigues on. "How do I look?" "Like you going to war." said Stan in return. Stan smiled and said "I'm proud of you son." Quinton smiled and he saluted his dad with the proper army salute. Stan saluted back as the two hugged. Quinton and Stan walked out of the room, to a shocked Peggy. "Dad.. Why is Quinton wearing an army uniform?" "He's coming with the army to do a 5 month Tour of Duty.." "In an active war zone? Dad are you crazy?' Quinton interjected and said "No.. We're going to Mexico to save lives from the cartel wars." "Oh well thats better.." said Peggy sarcastically. Peggy said "I wish you the best of luck then.." Peggy hugged Quinton and Stan, as Quinton and Stan walked up to the roof, Quinton was getting all sorts of looks from staff at the hospital with Mark looking at Quinton with a side eye and Linda smiled and saluting at him. As they got upto the roof, Quinton turned to Stan and said "Promise me dad. Promise me this will be your last tour of duty. For everyones sake.." Stan looked at Quinton and said "This one, is my last.. I promise after this I'm truly done." the helicopter landed on the roof with the pilot saying "Hope on aboard fella's destination Mexico.."

​Sebour- Quinton Returns To Begs
Quinton was sitting in his car, heading to his home town of Begs. Quinton was going to meet a familiar old friend. As Quinton got into Begs he stopped his car at the local bakery to get something to eat, he bought a pie and a coke, as he paid for his food, the owner said "You look very familiar. Do I know you?" "I used to live here, a long time ago." "Not surprising. Where you live now?" "In a place called Sebour. I work there as a doctor." "Interesting. I used to know a guy who was a doctor." "A lot of people do, its how small and big towns work. You see a patient one day and you're having coffee with another a few weeks later.." Quinton said as he left the bakery. He looked around as he saw a park bench to sit over at. It hadn't changed one bit. But something was off for Quinton, it was the fact his wife was not with him. Quinton ate his pie as he watched boats on the water and people walk past. Quinton heard his phone ring, he answered it "Hello Philips." "Ah Quinton, where have you gone? Someone put out a MIS on you." "I'm not missing Mark, I'm in Begs. I have some old business to take care of. Don't worry, its not illegal, we are just going to talk, about old times. That kind of stuff. Thanks for worrying though." Quinton hung up as he got back into the car. Quinton made his way to the high school he worked at. He parked his car in the carpark and reached to his backseat to get a briefcase, as he did that he opened the door. As he got out he ran into an old friend. "Excuse me sir you can't be here, this is school property, and you are trespassing." Quinton looked up and said "I can move if you want me to.. David.." David looked and said "Quinton? Is that really you?" "Yes it is Kilmer. You know me, long time no see." "You're damn right long time. Last time I saw you.. You were leaving. You know its been rough since you left." Quinton nodded as the two walked into the school conference room and saw, Phil, Michelle, Andrew,etc sitting in chairs having a conversation. "Welcome back Officer Philips.." said Adams. "Please Andrew don't.." Quinton sat down and he opened his briefcase. "This is an NDA, this meeting never took place." Quinton put the NDA on the table as he closed his briefcase, Michelle said "Ever since Kari and John left I wanted to know, how are they?" "Rocky.. very rocky at the moment." Quinton was lying, but Michelle knew this. "You told her didn't you? You told her you had feelings for her.." "Michelle, that was a long time ago.." Michelle laughed and said "I knew, just so you know. I knew about the affair." Quinton swallowed hard and said "That was a mistake. She told me as well. She told me she lost the baby, and she said that she didn't phone because I was busy with my new life in Sebour. That was hard, but knowing I would've had another son or daughter, would've made my life so complete.." Michelle looked wide eyed and said "I thought someone wanted to murder you because of that. John wanted something." "Believe me. He threw me across the room when we met in Sebour.", "But we assume thats not why you are here. I take it you were background checked?" said Adams. Quinton nodded and said "I told him everything that happened that day. Adams getting knocked out, to me shooting Hullen Jr in the throat. You don't know how hard that was." Adams looked at Quinton and said "Those toilets are still off limits incase you were wondering. It's been 20 years and the Board of Education wants to knock them down and put in a garden." Quinton smiled and said "Do it. No point keeping up a building you don't use." Roy smiled and said "Done and Done." Quinton stood and walked over to the window, and he saw the students running around as he had a flashback to him laying on the ground. "Quinton, these flashbacks happen often now don't they.." Quinton walked back over to the table and got the file out of his briefcase and said "Ever since this came about, I was feeling fine. But now that Mark knows, I may as well, tell the public of Sebour, I was in the force, there is no reason I should be hiding this. I mean I chose not to discuss it, when I moved.." Adams came over to the table and he picked up the file and said "This the official document you were given?" Quinton nodded and said "Yes. Every piece of information from the police data base, in 30 years." Adams chuckled as he walked over to the shredder. He put the files in the shredder and said "What background check.." Quinton smiled and said "Indeed." Adams then said "He had no right. This Mark fellow, is not a leading commander. He cannot ask to background check another officer who resigned over 20 years ago. Tell me one thing, you didn't show him your replica and ID did you?" Quinton sighed and said "I got entranced in my own story. And showed him. Shit.." "No, at least he knows you dont own your old service weapon, if that went to court it would hold up. You still have your medals yes?" Quinton nodded and said "I keep the real ones at my house under lock and key. The reps are at work.." "You learned from the best didn't you.." "I did." Quinton then said "The Non-disclosure agreement I was going to get you to sign was a deal, that if he background checked you, he or any other officer wouldn't pry. But since we are alright knowing our past I dont think I'll need it." Quinton walked over the shredder and put the paper in it. Quinton walked back over to the table and said "Kari and John miss all of you, you know. It's hard being away from somewhere you lived for so long. Look I ain't lie, its changed, and maybe for the better, because now we all know. I don't belong here." "What makes you say that?" "I moved to Sebour for a new chance, and I got that. It's what I wanted after Jen died. I just wanted a stable life.. I wanted to be around more people, and people here just left me behind.." Roy said next. "You didn't talk. Not much anyway, we felt useless talking, because it wasn't going to work, not for me, you or any other staff member here." "Work was suspended for 2 months. None of us got paid. I never got back pay either.." "That was for legal reasons. You know that.." Michelle spoke up and said "If you really cared, you would've stayed and made sure nothing else went to hell. because well all were mad. No matter what people were saying. I took a 2nd job while work was out. It was hard, but life went on. It did for you, me and the rest of the group here. Nothing else mattered then.." as the conversation went on for about an hour, Quinton said "Mind if I take one more look around?" "Go ahead." Quinton smiled and thanked everyone, he took his briefcase with him and he walked around the school. He walked around one last time, before stopping in the walkway in the middle of the school. Quinton knelt down and looked up at the sky, it was clear, but he was having another flashback, there were helicopters..Quinton got up and walked toward his car. The flashback playing noises of 'go, go, go, we need to get outta here.' 'make sure you secure the area.' 'man down, man down'. Quinton opened his car and put the briefcase at the front. He swallowed hard as he closed the door. As he closed the door he looked to see old staff he used to work with there, he went over and talked to them.

​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 Faces 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- Peggy's Secret (Season 3)
"No one else must know.." Peggy said to Dr Ryan. "Of course." Peggy was holding out her arm and Ryan was watching it for a tremor. "Now explain to me what happened to your shoulder, that caused this tremor?" Peggy sighed as she put her arm down. "I was in high school. I was in Senior PDHPE doing a gym assessment task. I was on the parrallel bars, and I was upside down at the time I went to turn back around and my shoulder hit the bar and I fell off the bars landing on the mats below, the shoulder was dislocated, but something else happened to..." Ryan rubbed his chin and said "No concussion, no loss of conciousness?" "None that I remember. I remember being put in the back of an ambulance, and sent straight to x-ray.." "What did the x-ray show?" "Inferior dislocation, with nerve involvement.." Ryan rolled his eyes in amazement. "The rarest type of shoulder dislocation injury. Also the most painful.." "Don't doubt me on that, because once it was relocated, I had pain for months.." Ryan turned to his computer and put Peggy's name in the database and foudn the entrance for her injury. Reading the entry, Ryan said "You do know I am a neurologist, but if I were to repair your shoulder, I would do a complete reconstruction with an Orthopaedic Surgeon, a do a nerve graft.. The tremors are being controlled yes?" "Yes. The medication is still working. For now. I cannot keep taking this medication forever, its not a good look if the head of Emergency Medicine has a nerve tremor." "You were given Physiotherapy, and explained that only 1% of shoulder dislocations caused nerve damage, and it is very rare that it could cause tremors and shaking. You got the bad end of the stick. I'm sorry but in my judgement, I will not do this operation, as it would take a long time, and has a high failure rate, and in this line of work you need your arms. Maybe go doctor talking, and talk with other doctors about this. You've had success with this medication so far, so continue to use it. For your sake do not put yourself in danger.." Peggy nodded in defeat and as she stood up said "No one else can know," "Whatever spoken here, will not leave this room. You know that Dr Newton, this conversation stays here and here alone.." Peggy walked over to the door and picked up her coat and briefcase on the way out. Peggy then decided she wanted another opinion, and she went to the parking lot to go see and old friend. Peggy drove all the way to Sebour Trauma Hospital. As she got out of the car, she ran into an old friend. "Ah, Andrew how are you?" he gave Peggy a hug and said "I am well, what brings you to this side of town? Quinton not giving you trouble again is he?." Peggy laughed and said "That's just Quinton, but no. I'm on personal business." Andrew nodded and said "With Drex?" She nodded and said "Yes. But you know that will be between me and her.." "Yes, but you do know, we were in that same Physical Education lesson all those years ago?" Peggy nodded and said "I know," "I stopped you from hitting your head on the concrete. Poor old teacher didn't see anything like that ever happening on the bars." "He never did.. It was an inferior dislocation which happens in 1% of all shoulder dislocations.. I also had nerve involvement.." Andrew raised an eyebrow. "I'll let you get to it. It's a hard injury to come back from." "Oh it is.. Trust me.." as Peggy walked inside to Drexia's office, she met Peggy with a huge hug and said "It's been awhile." "It has Peggy. Now I know why you are here. I want you to have an MRI on that shoulder before we discuss any treatment." Peggy nodded and she went to x-ray under the name of Geppy Notwten because she didn't want anyone to know who it was getting the scan done. As Peggy was put into the MRI machine, Drexia was watching the machine scans and she said over the mic. "You could have picked a better fake name. Geppy Notwten. You sound like a fish.." Peggy chuckled as Drexia was overseeing the scans. Halfway through the scan, Drexia stopped the MRI and got Peggy out of the machine to discuss the results in her office. "Have you got eye drops? My eyes are so dry.." as she said that a nurse handed her some eye drops. Peggy used them and gave them back to the nurse. Drexia looked at the scans further as she saw Peggy finally sitting down. "So, what's the news?" "The damage has been sustained to one part of your shoulder, the nerve on the part, is still intact." "So, what would you do, if surgery was an option.." "At this point I don't recommend surgery unless it was urgent or an emergency. I recommend changing the medication you're on though. If you can also control it with a shoulder/elbow brace as well as medication, I think it will help in the reduction of nerve pain.." Drexia walked over to the cupboard and opened it, she then got out a black arm brace it had a arm extention for the elbow. She took it over to Peggy and put it on her arm, it was a perfect fit but it was heavy. "That's the raw end of the bargain. But if you wear it, it will help in the need for drugs. In the end if the medication stops working, you can use the brace. What this brace does is that everytime you extend your arm it sends little signals to keep the nerve functioning. It is a brace which has been successful in US cases." Peggy then said "I like the look of it, but did they have to make it so heavy?" "Unfortunately yes. When I was over in the states they gave me 5 of these things. I paid $300 for all 5. Someone before you just gave her back and said it worked too well." Peggy nodded and thanked Drexia for her time, Drexia replied with thank you and stay safe.. Peggy being Peggy wanted one more opinion, so she saw Quinton. "A shoulder injury? You had a shoulder injury?" said Quinton in disbelief. "I was head of my class until that happened. I had to sit out the rest of the year.. I was almost told to leave the subject because of my shoulder.." Quinton stroked his beard said "I'm assuming, being you, you've had 2 other opinions.." "They both said they wouldn't do it. But I know you, you are reckless and have a good judgement type when it comes to peoples health." "I've actually never worked with nerve grafts. The high failure rate isn't something I would consider a great factor toward a major shoulder reconstruction. But I have to agree with them.." "You agree.. You actually agree with them? Of all the people.." "You'd think I'd say yes? Then you don't know me at all. I invented a technique called the 'Anchor Technique.' used for ACL reconstructions, I used it once and once only. You know why? When you attach and anchor to someone whose torn their ACL in the tunnel where you're supposed to drill and put the graft, its not good. How it was supposed to work is that if the person was to tear their ACL again, they'd have the anchor there to bare the forces of the tear, and be the ACL.. Except it did the opposite, and ripped someone's meniscus so badly, he needed to have it removed and replaced with the plastic thing from knee replacements, its why it never worked and never went to the broader world.. So if you want to blast me for agreeing with two other doctors, then you don't know me at all.." "I'm sorry.." "Have you ever stepped into an operating room?" "Yes.. Three times.." "Then you know, we take risks everytime someone goes under the knife. Everytime someone goes under that knife, may never ever wake up again. They make wake up in the middle of surgery. Patients can wake up with a final lease of life, or a change on life. You don't know what it is like to tell a family there son is paralysed, or their daughter has passed away, I do it everyday. I give news that can make or break a life or family." "I do that as well Quinton.. I work in the Emergency Department.." "Still. Yes.. I am agreeing with Vinton and Ryan. Unless it is urgent or an Emergency that an arm brace and medication should suffice for now." Peggy nodded and she apologised for her words, Quinton nodded and said "Don't worry about it." Before Peggy could walk away Quinton said "If you experience any strong or another shoulder dislocation, I will do the surgery pro bono." "You'd do that?" "I would Peggy. Everyone deserves a life without pain." Quinton smiled at Peggy before he walked away. Peggy was left standing in the corridor.

Sebour- Mexico (Season 3 ep 3)
As Quinton was standing outside the hospital in Mexico to the sound of gunfire in the distance, Quinton was looking at his phone to see if anyone had messaged him, not one person had asked him how he was during his first 4 weeks in Mexico and Quinton was feeling down. Quinton rubbed his head as Stanley came outside he said "It's been a hard couple of weeks for you, huh son?" Quinton looked at Stan and said "Yeah it has been. But to think about it now its a good choice that I decided to do this..No one ever wants to get sent to a warzone, but to get sent into a drug cartel war its definitely a change.." As Quinton and Stan started walking around Stan said "It's the thing son. Only the people who've been in a war zone understand. Think of it this way, you're not a trauma surgeon in a civilian situation. But you son, you're different. You're a doctor in your line of work, you see horrific orthopaedic injuries and you put people back together. In a war zone the people we see are inches way from death, with blast injuries, PTSD and a lot of other illnesses." Quinton stopped as he said "I get that, I do." "Son, listen to me. When a military man goes off to war, sometimes we come back and we are never the same. Even as a army medic you dont come back the same. Other people tell you to 'snap out' of it when you come home from your tour, others believe you killed people, we don't. Its hard for anyone." "Is that why I got into medicine? because I wanted to help people?" Stan smiled and said "You did it on your own convictions. You and Peggy." Stan looked up and said "I'm proud of the both of you. No matter what happens with you, or Peggy, just know your mum and I are both proud of you." As Quinton sat on the ground, Stan said "Don't keep looking at that phone. Call them.." Stan smiled as he walked back inside the hospital. Quinton called the first person he wanted to call. "Hello, Peggy Newton.." "Peggy, it's me Quinton.." "Quinton, its good to hear from you. How are things in Mexico." Quinton sighed and said "It's been an interesting couple of weeks. I never expected to get dropped right in the deep end." "No one ever does. tell me how are you though? You sound stressed.." "Just the thought of having to wear a bullet-proof vest everytime I step outside is one thing I am glad we don't have to do at home." "Yeah.. I can hear the gunfire in the background. How close is that?" "Well where the hospital is its about 10k out from the drug cartels. Two guards have already been shot doing rounds." "Did you get to see anything of interest when you go to Mexico?" "I got to see how gorgeous it was. Its such a shame a country can get caught up in the drugs trade. Never understood. But I think if I get the chance, I will do another tour if I have to. I want to get as much experience as possible." "Of course.." just as Quinton was about to continue he heard a gunshot whizz past his head. "Shit.." "Quinton, what is it?" "They've scouted the fence again. I have to go." "Scouted the fence? What the hell does that mean?" Quinton hung up. "Quinton, Quinton!" Peggy put the phone down as Karl said "What happened?" "What does scouting the fence mean?" Karl looked shocked as he said "I don't know.. But I hope he know's what he's doing.." Quinton was looking around to see if he could see the scout. Quinton looked west and he saw someone on the fence, as Quinton called it in he was told to either come inside or take out the scout. Quinton pulled out his hand gun and said "This is a hospital! We're making people better!" "No, you here! You want land?" "We are a hospital. You know people come in and come out alive and well." The scout was furious. Inside Stan was sitting with the others as he watched on the screen. "Adams, I heard his phone call to his sister. He said if he needed to he'd do another tour." "And from what I heard you promised him this would be your last tour.." "The call of the medic isn't something you give up Adams. But I'm almost 65. This is my last tour.." "I'm assuming then, he wants to keep his army credentials." "Or just have down he was hired as a surgeon for a couple of years. Barring any legal trouble he can do as much as he wants. He lives a good life.." "Of course he does.." Outside Quinton gave one more warning. "You keep climing that fence, and I will shoot you!." Quinton aimed his weapon for the Scout. In a spilt second the Scout fired first, it hit Quinton in the leg. Quinton let out a scream of pain as we fell on the ground. "Oh dear god.." said Stan. "Wait.. Wait.." said Adams. The Scout climbed over the fence and went straight to Quinton. Quinton was in agony as he looked up to see the man who just shot him. "I dont do the drugs. I make sure everything gets done. get up.." "Are you insane? You just shot me!" The Scout forced Quinton up and he pushed him over to the fence. "So you're the Big Boss." "The Boss." as the two exchanged words he said "You're not from the army are you? You don't look like an army boy." As Quinton tried to stand he was punch in the face. Quinton fell to the ground again as he said "I'm from a hospital. I work in Sebour." "Sebour eh?" "Yes.." Quinton wiped the blood off his lip. That moment the scout threw Quinton to the ground and kicked him the stomach. "I hope you gotta plan for this Adams." "Quinton's been around. I read his file. he was an ex-cop. Police Liaison in a school. Got shot had to quit. Went into medicine. He was very brave at what he did." "Brave? You call being shot by someone's crazed son brave? People were killed that day, and the school's numbers never recovered!" "Philips. You have a mouth just like your son.." "Now you know where he gets it from.." Quinton was in pain from the gunshot and being kicked, the Scout pulled out his gun and said "This day is so gorgeous.. Today is the day you die." Quinton was laying on his side, and he had the gun in his other hand that was underneath his leg he was holding onto it as the gunman didn't see it. "I've been hearing that. My whole life. And it doesn't scare me anymore. I am not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of living without being hurt." Quinton pulled out the gun from behind his leg and he shot the Scout in the head. The scout's body went backward and into the hole that was used for waste disposal. "Guess no one told you, how shit drugs were.." Inside Adams nodded with approval and said "Let's get him.." Quinton was sitting on the ground and barely able to move his leg because of the pain. The medic's came outside quickly and brought Quinton inside. X-rays were taken and Adams said to him, "Well. the good news is that it was entry-exit. The bad news is you'll need surgery to repair the damage to your calf.." "Does that mean you'll send me home?" "Under the circumstances, we normally would. But because we've had a security breech you'll have to stay.." "Good.. Because I'm still going to be working my butt off to make sure the next lot of doctors are well mentored, I can do that while I recover.." "that's my boy.." said Stan.. As Adams looked up he said "You did a good job out there son. You handled that very well." "Well, its not the first time i've been shot. It wont be the last." As Quinton was moved from x-ray to surgery he had a private talk to Stan. "Dad.." "Son." "I'm sorry." "Hey don't do that. Don't apologise." "I feel like I have to. I feel like someone right now how should've been discharged from the army.." "Now don't say that.." just then Quinton's phone rang. Stan looked at it and said "It's Peggy." Quinton sighed as Stan passed him the phone. Quinton answered the phone. "Quinton! Are you alright?" Quinton honestly repiled "No.. I'm hurt Pegs.." "How bad is it?" "A few bruises. And a bullet.." "A bullet?" "I was shot clean entry and exit wound. But it damaged the calf." "Will you be flying home?" "No Peggy. I'm staying. I'm going to finish my tour of duty, teach some doctors, mentor some youngins." "Are you insane?" "No.. I'm not." "Alright then. Be safe." Peggy hung up, and Quinton said "I guess she's not to happy with me. But is anyone really."

Sebour- Wynona's Death
As Quinton was in his office at the hospital, he was feeling a little uneasy and he felt like something was very wrong, he was going through his paperwork and he lifted his head to take a drink of water. Quinton looked up as he saw people walking past his office, because he had his door open. As Quinton was about to finish up he heard "You work way to hard." Quinton turned around and saw that it was his father. "Dad!" Quinton moved to go toward him. Stan was wearing his army gear. "Dad, you promised me that Mexico was your last tour of duty.." "It was my last tour.." Stan reached for the door and closed it. "I need you to get changed.." "Why?" Stan was on the verge of tears. "Dad, what happened?" Quinton stood in silence as Stan said "I just got a call from base about 20 minutes ago." "Saying what?" Stan didn't say anything but he produced Wynona's badge. Quinton looked at it and said "Oh please don't tell me.." Stan nodded and said "I just came from Base. Son.." "Dad, shouldn't Peggy hear this?" "Peggy's not in her office. I asked.." "Alright then.." Stan continued and said "I was going to the airport to pick her up. I got the news, she knew what it was right away." "Dad, what happened?" Stan threw no punches and said "Your mother last week was apart of an air-raid on one of the hospitals. The hospital wasn't a target, it was the base of operations and medical needs. The bomb went off and everyone was buried in debris." Quinton shaky said "Were there any survivors.. At least tell me that.." Stan shook his head and said "There were 3 people from the base in Yemen who survived, your mother was one of them. But she died 3 days later from a smoke inhalation and a heart attack a massive one, according to the people on site, she pulled people out of the rubble with little regard for her safety. She only stopped because she collapsed." "That's mum for you, always putting herself before the others." "I remember telling her when you joined us in Mexico, she was furious, but she was happy knowing you were helping those in need." "Well being shot in Mexico wasn't really on my bucket list.." Quinton rubbed his forehead as he slumped back into his chair. "Is she being brought back?" "Her body's at the airport under guard. Its going straight to the cemetery. So you need to get dressed." Quinton nodded, he walked over to the closet in his office, he opened it and his uniform was folded on the shelf. Quinton touched his uniform and said "I guess this is it.." Quinton put his uniform on, and put his beret on. Stan replied with a sombre "I guess this is it.." Quinton and Stan left Quinton's office and they walked down the hallway. Quinton stopped to pull Karl to the side. "Quinton, what is this?" "Mother's been brought back from her tour." "Is she ok?" Quinton looked at Karl and said "She's dead. There was an incident at the hospital she was touring at, she pulled survivors out of the rubble, but she died of a heart attack afterward." Karl nodded and said "Go." Quinton nodded and Stan put his arm around Quinton's shoulder. As the two walked outside the hospital, there was a car waiting for them. Adams got out of the car and opened the door for Quinton and Stan. "I'm sorry to put you through this gentlemen. Its never easy to say goodbye. Especially to a woman like your mother." Stan then said "I'm walking away from the army of good after this Adams. I'm too old to do this anymore." "You were honourably discharged after Mexico, Quinton stayed on for another 5 months. Wynona was always going to stay in Yemen." "Of course she was going to stay in Yemen. It was a constant battle to try and get her home. When she had those breaks, she would say to me, 'you know what, I want to go back, and do a better job then the last time.' I asked her plenty of times if she wanted to come back just to see the kids. She said no because they 'had their own lives to live'." Quinton then said "Dad. please.." "no he's right. Wynona was a good lady. All she wanted to do was to help. She helped alright. She saw much of what you saw in Mexico.." "Right.. like getting shot?" "She never got shot.." said Adams. As Quinton, Stan and Adams got into the car, Adams made a phone call. "Get the car moving, we'll do a 2k walk to the cemetery. Full army honours.." Adams hung up and said to Quinton and Stan, "Are you two strong enough to walk that 2 kilometres?" Quinton nodded, and so did Stan. The drive to the place that Wynona loved was the boardwalk. A 2k walk. As they got to the boardwalk the army car was there and so were a lot of people. As the car stopped, Quinton and Stan got out and went over to the car. As they took opposite sides of the casket several other army members got the other handles. They started marching the casket to the cemetery. Quinton was tired from his service, and he was exhausted from carrying the casket. A tear rolled down his cheek, as complete silence was made. Stan on the other side was the same, he had tears going down his cheek. 20 minutes later they arrived at the cemetery and placed Wynona's casket on the thing that's used to put them down in the ground. People started talking and salutes were given to her and everything was super emotional from them. As they said their goodbyes to Wynona, Adams said "Its never easy to say goodbye to another soldier, especially a medic. Putting your life on the line to save others is something the army is known for. Wynona was someone who til her death was a wonderful lady. She was always the first one to work and the last one to leave. Its never easy to say goodbye to anyone. We don't wish this on anyone. Wynona will always be remembered." Adams stood down and as everything was finishing up that after everyone had left Stan and Quinton had stayed to say their own goodbye. Quinton stood and said "It's not easy saying goodbye to you mum. But I'm going to go back to work, you'd want me to do that. And you'd say to me just keep going. I am going to keep going. I promise you." as Stan nodded to the funeral director to lower her casket down. Stan and Quinton started to back the dirt. They didn't say anything. Put Stan took out her name badge from his pocket. He kissed it and put in the grave. 5 minutes later they were done. Quinton hugged Stan and said "Keep in contact with me huh dad?" "Son, I promise I will. I live in Sebour you know.." "You do?" "Yes. Takes me 4 hours to get into town but i wouldn't change it for the world." "I'll come and stay the night one day.." Quinton and Stan hugged again and Quinton went back to the hospital. Quinton was still in his army gear when he got back to his office. In his office Peggy was there waiting for him. "I don't want to hear it Peggy." Peggy nodded and said "You won't. Mother would be proud of you." Quinton said "Get out please." Peggy nodded as she left Quinton's office. Quinton shut the door, as he got back into his doctor gear. Quinton sat down and looked at his army gear. He made his decision, and he decided he wasn't going to return to the army to do another Tour of Duty. Quinton called Adams and said to him to remove him from the army list and that he wasn't coming back. Adams understood and told Quinton he was expecting him to do so. Quinton hung-up the phone and he stared at his gear one last time.

Sebour- Another Fight For Quinton
As Quinton was in his home office he was rubbing his calf while doing paperwork. Then at knock at the door. "Come in.." Quinton said rubbing his calf one more time. The door opened and it was Stanley wearing a suit. "looking very dapper dad." "Thank you son. I always looked good in a suit." "What's the matter? Normally you don't come here unless you want something.. What is it?." "Oh nothing. I'm just here to tell you, that I am going to the states for a while." "Sounds reasonable." "It does when I'm also handing in my army uniform.." Quinton grunted as he stood up. He made his way over to his cabinet and opened it. Quinton produced the case he put his uniform in. Quinton opened as Stan moved closer. Quinton held his dogtags and said "Mexico taught me alot as a doctor. Taught me alot as a human being. The drugs war was pretty serious.." Quinton put his dogtags back in the case. Quinton closed the case and handed it to Stanley. "I can't do that again. Please, take it back with you." Stan looked shocked and said "The amount of people who die for the country they serve is high, but you can't just walk away.." Quinton scoffing said "I can't walk away knowing I had to fend for myself, the day I got shot in the calf and no one came to help me. I can't walk away knowing that everything I did was for the 'greater good'. I can't walk away without knowing, the war on drugs will one day turn into a real war! I can't walk away from the fact I was shot at and shot by several people during a 10 month stint I didn't really sign up for! So of course I can't walk away from the military, I will always have those memories. I had a record, a criminal record that for some reason was cleared by Adams himself. So If I chose to walk away this time its my terms. After we said goodbye to mum i made a choice. I made that choice to call Adams and tell him that I wanted my time in Mexico to be known as a 'Medical Training' type of thing." As Quinton was about to finish, a knock on the door, Quinton grunted as he opened it, he also took his case of Stan and welcomed in Adams. Stan saluted but Quinton didn't. "How much of that did you hear?" said Quinton in a demonic tone. Adams chuckled and said "All of it. I think the whole neighbourhood heard it.." Quinton rolled his eyes and said "I wont change my mind on this.." "I know you wont." Adams pointed to the case and said "That your gear?" Quinton nodded and passed it to Adams who opened it and smiled. "All in order." Quinton turned as Stan said "Mine to." "Excellent. Look.. No hard feelings Quinton, but you did have a hell of a journey in Mexico. Its been at least a year and a half since you went there. Is there something else, that you would like to say.." Quinton turned and said "There is plenty I would like to say. But I would probably offend you and I don't want to offend the Medical Commander." Adams smiled and laughed. Stan was standing in the corner. "You did what you had to.." said Adams. "Not enough according to you.." "Oh you did plenty. A lot of people wouldn't shoot a drug pusher in public, you did it in a drugs war." Quinton said "I was left alone outside. I was attacked and no one came to help me. You know what orders I had? My orders were to 'Take care of it yourself.' I was a civillian in a circumstance no one should be faced with.." Adams went up to Quinton and stood face-to-face with him. Quinton had finally grown out his beard again and he was intimidating but not that well. "I guess you weren't full army material were you.." "Listen Commander.. I may have not been a great soldier but I hold in high regard those who put their lives in danger to make us free. Like my mother and father. I understand why people want to line up and save their country. But what I dont understand is the amount of people who come home and get treated like crap! I've seen to many good people come home and get treated like war criminals, like..like strangers. Some come home with PTSD, others dont come home at all. Tell me Commander, what do you do when you hear of stories of people coming home from a war zone and they get discharged because they're not healthy anymore! They don't live up to the army standard." "Hang on, Quinton you've got it all wrong.." Quinton cleared the papers off his desk and said "I save lives in a hospital. I save lives everywhere in this town, do not make me the bad guy here, just because I went to Mexico and I came back here. All I wanted to do was learn as a doctor. I did that and I got hurt for it. I will always support those who risk their lives, but what I wont stand for is those who forget they exist once they return home.." "Quinton.." "No dad. This time.. I wont say sorry.. Get out of my house.." Adams nodded and said "Thank you for your time. I'll see to it that these get re-used.." Quinton turned around and screamed at the top of his voice to Adams "I said.. GET OUT!" Adams took both cases and got out of the house. Stan stood in the corner with his head down.. Quinton took a step, but his calf gave out and he collapsed on the ground. Stan looked up and didn't move. Quinton was grabbing his calf, he could feel it throbbing. "Dad." he said in agony as he was breathing heavily. Stan walked over to the door as Quinton yelled out "If you walk out of here... Don't bother coming back.. Just know.. arg..Just know this.. When I got shot in Mexico, I've always had trouble with this calf ever since.." Stan opened the door. "I hope you feel brave! Walking out on me again. Keeping secrets.. I'll tell you one. Did you know Peggy has a shoulder injury, that caused a tremor? No because she never went to hospital for it. She came to me after 3 other doctors said no." Quinton pulled himself to stand on his unaffected leg. "You walk out that door without explaining to me, why I went into medicine, why you never told me about Peggy and why you never kept in contact with until that day you wanted me to come to Mexico." Quinton's weight didn't take and he fell back on the floor. Stan gave Quinton a dark look and said "There's answers to your questions son. You are a survivor. You always have been." Stan then shut the door behind him, "Dad!" Quinton yelled but Stan was gone. Quinton still holding his calf, tried to get his phone from the table, he reached for it and dialled someone. "Hello? Peggy speaking.." "Peggy! please don't hang up.. Something's wrong.." Peggy's voice sounding worried but not to worried. "Why what's the matter?" "I don't know, but my calf is throbbing, and I can't stand up.." "Have you called an ambulance?" "No.. I was just talking to dad and I just fell over.." "You did where is he now?" "I don't know.. He left." "Do you think he called one?" "NO!.. Peg.." just at the moment Quinton's phone died. "Quinton? Hello?" Peggy put the phone back down. Quinton grunting in pain said "No! no!" Quinton pushed his phone away and he tried crawling to the door. Peggy stepped out of her office and bumped into Karl. "Hey what's the matter?" said Karl. "Quinton with some calf pain.. I'm sure if it was important he'd call back.." Karl nodded. Back at the house Quinton was still in his office, but he knew he had another way to get someone from work to his house. Quinton crawled to the bookcase and he pushed it out of the way and on the ground to reveal a hatch. He opened the hatch and there was a button that would send out a text message to those Quinton worked with. "I hope to god this works.." Quinton smashed the glass to the hatch and he pushed the button. The button made a noise and Quinton sighed in defeat. Quinton tried to stand up again but he fell over once more hitting his head on the back of the door and knocking himself out. "Oh you know. just the regular stuff." "Been the same?" Karl felt his phone in his hand ping with a message. "What is it?" "It's the medical alert warning. Quinton had it installed in his house office in case he ever needed it." Peggy looked confused. Karl then said "I guess he needs it.." Karl and Peggy started running and they saw Douglas and Linda join them. As they got outside and ambulance was waiting for them. Paramedic Barry was leaning out the car and said "Hurry up, we gotta go.."

Sebour- Quinton's Life Saved
As Quinton regained consciousness he rubbed his head, Quinton felt his calf tighten more and he pulled up his pant leg. "Oh shit.." he said looking at his leg. Quinton crawled over to his desk and reached into the draw, he pulled out his extension phone. Quinton grunting in pain as he dialled a number. "Pick up.. Please pick up" muted Quinton as the phone rang an answer "Newton, speak.." "Peggy its me Quinton!" "Quinton we're on our way just hang in there.. Are you okay?" "I'm concussed but otherwise in agony with my leg. I think its a clot or something.. I don't know. I've never felt this type of pain in my life." Quinton felt a contraction of the muscle in his calf, he let out a grunt of pain and said "Where are you guys?" "About a couple of minutes away. Hold on." Quinton said "Of course.." the hung cut out and Quinton put the phone down. Quinton crawled to the door and tried to open it but to no avail. "Hey! Is anyone out there?" he yelled. Peggy was looking at the road when she saw Stanley running down the street. Peggy asked Barry to stop, Barry agreed. "Peggy, we're on a timeline here! We need all hands on deck." "You've got all hands on deck, I'll meet you there." Barry rolled his eyes as Peggy got out and closed the door. Barry driving off. "Dad! Where do you think your going?" said Peggy. "For a jog if that's okay with you Peggy." Stan stopped to face Peggy, Peggy looking at him with distain. "We received an emergency call from Quinton's house dad. You were there when it happened. What happened?" "I don't know what happened. You tell me." Peggy rolling her eyes said "If you didn't notice the agony in his voice then you should be ashamed. He thinks he has a blood clot or worse in his lower leg. You left him. You left him in his home office. Why?" "I don't have to explain myself to you.." "But you do Dad! You really do. Quinton has been a strong man ever since he stepped foot into Sebour hospital. He may have been suspended, but he saved many lives so far. You're just going to walk away from your son now?" Stan nodded and said "I tried.." "To what? Ruin his life? Let me ask you this, why did you never say anything about Quinton? Why was it when he was arrested in Begs that I found out he was my brother? Why did you hide it. Were you ashamed?" Stan turned to face Peggy and said "Of course not! I never told him he had a sister because I wanted to protect you after all. He was a sports star who signed a big money contract while you were in med school." "I can't believe what I am hearing. If you don't notice I do not need protecting anymore dad! I have a successful career now. I'm married! And for Quinton I dont think he needed someone more. He retired from being a teacher, he retired from being a police officer and he retired from the Oztag League. He got married, he lost his wife 12 years ago, his son lives in Canada and he's been shot many times dad. He's had a heart attack and he's been afraid. Where were we? We were hiding. You were busy with the army, and I was busy pretending Quinton wasn't my brother. I cannot do that anymore." Peggy turned and faced the road to flag down a car. "I didn't have a choice Peggy. The Army was my life. I was saving lives in different country. I was a medic. I didn't have a choice neither did Wynona." Peggy turned around and said "We always have a choice. And right now, I'm going to help save my brother." as a car stopped Peggy got in and pointed to where she wanted to go. Stanley was left standing gat the street corner. As Quinton heard the sirens in the distance he smiled with a pain expression. Quinton was breathing heavily when he heard the ambulance get ever closer. The ambulance and Peggy's ride stopped outside the house and they got out. "Barry bring the gurney in. We gotta get to his office." Barry nodded, as Peggy took the equipment from the ambulance out. They got to the front door and it was open, "Quinton! can you hear me?" said Douglas. "Yes!" a pained yell from Quinton. Quinton was leaning against his desk when Douglas opened the door. "Quinton!" Douglas went over to Quinton and kneeled down next him. Peggy, Karl and Linda followed behind and Barry was waiting in the hallway. Linda felt Quinton's neck and said "His pulse is racing.." as Karl got out the heart monitor they hooked it up to Quinton. "His heart rate is through the roof. 120. His blood pressure is 140/80. Oxy stats are 91%." Quinton grinned and said "You made it.." Linda felt Quinton's forehead. "Oh dear lord. His head is boiling.." Douglas then said "His pant leg is pulled up. Douglas then lifted up Quinton's leg and said "Is it supposed to be this red?" Linda looked and said "Oh no.." "What?" "Its an infection." "What do you mean?" "He was in Mexico remember, he got shot." "But it was a clean wound, entry, exit..." said Quinton. "That doesnt matter. there may still be a bullet fragment lodged in the calf muscle. We have to get you out of here." "It'll be too late by the time we get him to hospital.." said Barry from the hallway. Barry made his way into the room and said "I was a army medic for many years. You need to open his leg up to relieve the pressure from the infection." The group lifted their eyebrows in shock. Linda replied with "A fasciotomy? Here? Are you crazy?" Quinton in agony said "The draw has a cloth. You're gonna have to do it.." "There's no pain medication for us to knock you out with.." "My agony will allow me to pass out if need be." "Don't even joke about that.. How is your head?" "Sore, but do it.. just.. please do it." Douglas handed Quinton the green whistle and he watched as he was turned over to his back. Peggy and Karl held down Quinton's legs from the top as Linda put gloves and a mask on. Barry handed Linda a scalpel and Linda said "this may hurt..' Linda put the scalpel down on Quinton's leg and she made the incision. Quinton let out a cry and Linda cleaned up the wound and went to cut where she needed to. She stopped as Quinton was whimpering in agony. "Are you done?" he said. "Just about. The cut has been made i'm just cleaning out something.." Douglas looked at Linda as she said "Ah ha." "Is that what I think it is?" Linda pulled away from Quinton's leg with the grabbers and she held up a piece of bullet. "A bullet fragment." said Peggy. "This wound was never cleaned out properly." Linda put the bullet in a container and put the scalpel and sponges in the medical waste bag. "Bring the gurney Barry." Barry nodded as a wound-vac was placed on Quinton's leg. "I'll call it in." said Karl. "This is Dr Kennedy. I need an operating room as soon as possible. Its for a patient. Yes its Quinton.. What do you mean already prepped? Dr Philips is lying here on the floor of his office with a wound-vac! Alright then.. Thank you.." Karl hungup and said "Travelling." as he looked at Peggy and Linda. Karl and Barry lifted Quinton off the floor and onto the bed. Linda was still holding the container, as they got out of the house into the ambulance. "Karl, what was that about? What did hear?" Karl looked at Quinton who had an oxygen mask on and was being given fluids and antibiotics. "Another Dr Philips called the hospital and informed them Quinton needed an operating room." Peggy rolled her eyes and said "Of course.. dad.." as they monitored Quinton's stats on the way to hospital Quinton wasn't much better. A couple of minutes Quinton was in the emergency room with everyone by his side, he was then rushed into surgery to remove the infection and the left over fragments. Linda gave the container with the fragment to the ballistics medical officer, who said "This is from a very old model. The bullet is one that spreads damage on impact. Normally someone can live with a bullet in their body, but fragments such as this.. Its a death sentence. Glad you got him here, what did the bullet fragment come from?." "He was shot in Mexico. He served as a medical officer for the medical services in Mexico.." "Ah I heard about that." "So did he.." Linda rubbed her forehead. "I don't understand how someone can miss the fragments.." "It's actually more common than you think. Say you're in an emergency situation such as a warzone, you don't have time to make sure its all gone. But I'll be writing to Lieutenant Commander Adams. He'll be aware of this now." "Either that or he'll hide and say nothing happened.." "Sorry to say, that it will happen, someone will die one day. He wont be told until he gets demoted." As the two kept talking, Peggy was watching the surgery and as it went on, they removed the infection by cleaning out of the wound properly and that they managed to remove the other fragments from his calf, as they finished up with the surgery, Babcock 'thumbed up' Peggy. 10 minutes later Quinton was in recovery. Babcock informed Karl, Linda, Peggy and Douglas. "He's doing fine. Considering how fast you did the fasciotomy and you didn't waste time." Babcock took out the container from his pocket and showed the group. "We found a dozen shrapnel fragments in his lower leg. What ever happened in Mexico who ever did his surgery, may have done this on purpose. The fragment Linda took out was from the actual gun. These fragments are from metal found in boxes." "Will he walk normally again?" "His walking shouldn't be affected, but we will monitor him closely over the next couple of weeks, watch for another infection and see his heart rate is kept down, he suffered tremendously today." Babcock nodded and walked away. hours later Quinton was moved into another room. His leg propped on a pillow, and the container with the fragments sitting next to a glass of water. Quinton was awake. Quinton was reading a book when he heard a knock on the door. "Come in.." said Quinton, the door opened and it was Stan who came in. "Well." "Well." Quinton angry said "What are you doing here?" "I came to apologise." "Haven't done enough already.." "What do you mean?" Quinton leaned over to the table and got both containers. "Fragments dad. The person who did my surgery in Mexico left fragments in my calf and lower leg. I almost died today day. So no more excuses. No more hiding. Why did you do it?" Stan came closer to look at the fragments. "We ran out of time." "Ran out of time? What do you mean, ran out of time? You put someone under, patch them off and send them away. I thought it would've been removed, like every other person would think. Not only did these endanger me. Many more people could have box fragments in their bodies!" Stan lowered his head. "I'm ashamed right now. For one you left me for old army buddy Adams, and you called the hospital using MY name." "Son.. Things happen in War-zones.." "It wasn't a war zone we were in. It was a drug cartel area with no sign of an actual war going on, and people got hurt of course they were. It wasn't a warzone and I sure as hell didn't need to be reminded of it every chance I saw you roaming around the street. You're a proud army man dad, why don't you do another tour huh? Maybe i'll come along and stick from fragments in your leg!" "Son." "No.. You made your mind up dad. You made it up years ago. I chose life and I choose this career. I choose the town I feel in love with. You don't get another say." Stan nodded as Quinton threw the containers at him. "Take them. No use to me." a few hours later Stan came back to see Quinton who as getting a dressing changed. Stan was wearing his army gear. "Son." "You're wearing your gear. You said you weren't going to.." "I'm not going to lie anymore..But I sent the fragments to the Sebour Army Base and Command (SABC), they got a hold of Adams and he tried to fight the case, but he told the truth, and discharged him without comment. I'm making one last commitment. One last job I gotta do." "And what's that dad?" Stan hugged Quinton and said "Do one final Medical Tour. And this time I will make it my last tour." Quinton rolled his eyes and smiled. He saluted Stan and Stan saluted back. "See you in a couple months.. Son."

​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- Quinton Tells The Begs Family
As Quinton was sitting in his office reading the prelim findings of Michelle's death, after Michelle's funeral, Quinton had emailed his old work colleagues and told them to meet him at the hospital to inform them of what happened. Her official cause of death hadn't been stated but prelim findings did in fact show that it was indeed heart related. Quinton rubbed his head as he heard a knock on the door. It was Tryal. "Quinton. There are people here for you. Says they're from Begs.." "Send them to the board room upstairs. We have a lot to talk about." Tryal nodded and said "Everything will be fine mate.." Quinton shook his head and said "I knew Michelle for 20 years. I don't know how someone so healthy, who's only health issue was calf problems could just die like that." "You also have to remember you came out of that building, injured, you're still not ok. We saved as many lives as we could that day. But when you were in the building getting people out, two people died on their way to hospital." "I know.. And what do we get? prelim findings that don't mean squat until the official cause of death comes out!" "And Quinton, tell me.. What are the current findings?" "They suggest it was heart related, fair game knowing the thing that kills you is a table.." Quinton was still holding the prelim findings as he said "No crush injuries were seen.." "Then it probably wasn't the table. It was probably shock of a building collapsing and combined with the trauma we saw, it is a hell of a lot for the human body to cope with." Quinton nodded as he said "I'll meet you upstairs." Tryal nodded as he left the office. Quinton put the findings down as he said to himself. "Damn it.. Damn it Michelle." Quinton went over to his coat rack and he put his coat on. Quinton shut the door to his office and he went up to the boardroom. Quinton got to the boardroom, where he saw all his old staff he used to work with, Tryal was in corner on his laptop, he did this because he wanted to hear everything that was going on.. He then heard a very familar voice yell at him as he closed the door. "Tell me.. Tell me it isn't true..Michelle can't be dead.." Quinton looked up and in his face was history teacher Kim Johnston, who was still how she looked several years after Quinton left the high school. Quinton before he spoke looked very sombre and said "It's true.." "We sent her here for a year. Not to have her sent home in a casket.." "I get it Kim. I really do.." "No Quinton, I don't think you do. All these years after you left Michelle spoke so highly of you. So, so highly. And you repay her by sending her home dead." "Excuse me? You think I did this on purpose?" Kim raised her voice and said "is there any other way to explain it? you seem to kill everyone you know.." "Kim shut up." as Kilmer interrupted and said "The events were unforseen. What did the prelim findings suggest?" "A heart issue, that's all the prelim findings gave us." "But she was healthy. She climbed mountains for years, she wasn't afraid, how did you find her? How did you find her Quinton..." said Roy. "In the rubble in a classroom.. She was underneath a table, she had blood pouring out of her face, when I got to her she was unconcious. I did CPR on her, we tried for over 25 minutes to get her heart beating again, we did that shocks, everything, but we lost her, we lost a wonderful woman..." "That proves it. It was stress induced cardiac arrest.." said Kim. "Kim, if you didn't realise, I no longer teach, I haven't taught in 10 years. I am a doctor here in Sebour, I was at the hospital being debriefed about the building collapse.." "Are you sure that's the only thing you didn't do?" "What are you trying to say Kim?" "Nevermind.." "No. No Kim. Say it, you think I killed her? You think I killed Michelle, well I can tell you I haven't stepped foot in Sebour High school. Nor have I been near one since I left Begs. So you can take your wild accusations and stick them where the sun don't shine.." "I never liked you.." "I know you never liked me.. It was obvious everyday I worked with you in Begs." everyone nodded in agreement. Roy asked, "What happened that day? I mean if it was just a normal day, why did the building collapse just out of thin air." "According to the police they say its water damage, the Board of Education is saying otherwise." "What are they saying?" "Structual damage.." "Oh for crying out loud. I mean its obvious that it was major water damage, I mean whoever left it must of known about it.." Quinton nodded and said "I hope they find the person who was doing these checks and throw him in jail." Kim rolled her eyes as she said "Education is important. But what if it was a cost cutting measure?" "Plausable. There were kids lives at stake. That day lives were lost. 3 on the way to hospital and one in a classroom. The Education Board cannot hide the fact, that damage as serious as this has no excuse." Tryal nodded and said "If the final findings are that someone did this on purpose, had a failure to check all the systems at the school, there will be a huge courtcase waiting in the bleaches. In fact I read this morning there is going to be one." "The money train never stops spinning does it." "Kim, can you JUST STOP for fives minutes." "Why? You know I live for doing this." "And you're annoying the crap out of everyone else, so stop acting like you own the place and be quiet for an hour or so.." said Roy. Quinton sat down at the table and got his phone out. He looked at a photo of him and Michelle, and said "This was us when she got here. I never expected this to happen, I know that she didn't like me, you don't have to like me, as long as we can work together that's the thing I see as good.", then a few minutes later, the door opened as Kim walked out. "Now that doesn't surprise me.." said Kilmer. Quinton then said "Listen.. I am truly sorry for what happened to Michelle. You have my deepest sympathy. Nothing can replace that wonderful woman. She truly was one of a kind." everyone agreed. Quinton told them to stay and talk with Tryal or each other while he went out. Quinton walked down the hallway and saw Kim sitting on a chair. "Kim, are you ok?" Kim stood up and said "No, of course not. That woman meant so much to all of us.." Quinton nodded as Kim was uneasy on her feet. "Hey, are you okay? I mean really.. Are you ok?" Kim refused to answer Quinton's question and Quinton said "Fine..be like that." Quinton was about to walk away when Kim said "Quinton wait.." Quinton turned around to see Kim drop on the floor. "Shit.." Quinton rushed over to Kim and he lifted her head up. "Kim, everything is going to be fine." Quinton shouted as loud he could. "I need a gurney! Right now. someone get me a gurney!" a whole heap of nurses heard Quinton and brought one over, just as Tryal and the Begs crew were walking out of the room. Tryal rushed over to Quinton and said "What happened?" "She was fine, we were talking and she just collapsed." "Dr Philips.." said the nurse. "We have bleeding.." Quinton looked at Kim, then back at Tryal.. "Kim.. are you pregnant?" Kim weakly nodded her head.. "Page Dr Babcock,  we're coming down immediately." "What about us?" said Kilmer.. "Does she have family?" "None that we know of.." "Well you'll do for now. You all cant be here now though. Go to the waiting room, now!" Quinton and Tryal plus the nurses got downstairs to where Babcock was waiting. "What have we got here?" "She collapsed upstairs, and she was being put on a gurney a nurse noticed bleeding.", Babcock put his gloves on and said "We'll monitor that. We will check for a heart beat." Kim was now coming back around, when Babcock said "You know how far along you are?" "From last time 3 months." "Correct."10 minutes had past and Babcock was struggling, he was struggling to keep Kim's hopes up. Babcock smiled at her and said "I'll be back in a minute. Nurse monitor her please. A word doctors." they stepped outside the room as Babcock lowered his voice. "She's lost a lot of blood." "What about the baby?" "There was a heartbeat when I first started the exam, but it was sluggish. It was very weak..But" "But what?" "After I got the heartbeat, I lost it." Quinton lowered his head. as Tryal looked at Kim through the window. "She'll be devastated.." Babcock then said "It's the thing I hate most about this job.." Babcock put his hands on both their shoulders and said "I'll break it to her. You stay outside." Quinton and Tryal stood next to the window, as Babcock went back into the room. "What is it doctor?" Babcock looked down before looking up. "There was to much blood loss. I picked up a heart beat when you first came down. It was sluggish  but it was there." he contiuned. "I am truly sorry. But you have lost your baby." Kim looked in disbelief, before screaming and crying. As she was emoting her pressure went through the roof. Babcock looked at her monitor and said "Shit." Babcock told Kim to calm down as she needed to be taken into surgery right away, but she asked. "Will I be able to have another child?" Babcock nodded and said "Of course. We will do everything we possibly can." Babcock nodded at the nurse. "Please prepare her for surgery." Babcock walked out of the room, as the nurse was getting her ready for surgery.. 10 minutes later Quinton, Tryal and Babcock heard the heart montior go off. Kim was no longer stable.

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 Interview
A couple of days later Quinton had given his statement to police and the media had asked him for an interview, Quinton refused to give a media interview at first, but he decided to finally give one. As he was still in hospital he was moved into a private room to give this interview.

As the interview was conducted they talked for about an hour on the events of that day and how he was effected by the events. The interview aired that night.

"Tonight our exclusive interview with the man who leaped in front of a bullet to save a 4 year old boy from a crazed mad man, what made him do it and how he is coping. Tonight our interview with Dr Quinton Philips."

The interview started and Quinton spoke:

​R: What were you doing that day, and how did you feel walking into the Market?

​Q: "I had a day off from working at the hospital, and I decided to do some shopping make sure I had food in the house. I regularly went to Sebour Market. That day I had this feeling, and it wasn't right. But I continued on. I was in the ice-cream aisle, and the thing I see is that the power went out. 'oh great' I said to myself the man standing next to me said 'something's up. that ain't right.' and then a man screamed out 'Get on the f*ckin' ground now!'

R: What did he do then?

Q; "He fired into the air, and a light shattered, and I ducked and got on the floor. I reached for my phone, mate I was so afraid that I just remember calling the police and as that happened a gunshot and a man screaming out 'Oh my god she's been shot in the f*cking head!', as I was on the floor already, I crawalled to the body and was told by the GunMan to stop moving, and I remember saying 'I'm a doctor mate, please just let me check for a pulse?' I got over to the body and there was a huge bullet hole in the woman's forehead, I felt for a pulse, none, and I did the eye close thing and my phone was still on the line to the operator. The operator was yelling out 'are you still there?' and as I turned to move away from the body, when this GunMan picked me up by the collar of my shirt, and took the phone out of my pocket and he threw my phone onto the ground, he then pushed me into the freezer and I went down onto the floor again.."

''​R: What happened during those events after? We saw press shots from the roof, and everyone was lined up.''

​Q: "I was still on the ground, but he dragged me to a pile of people, he proceeded to kick everyone in the back. I don't know why.. But he did, he kicked me harder in the middle of the back, and of course I grunted in a bit of pain, but I remember looking over and seeing someone grabbing their shoulder. The man dislocated his shoulder and the GunMan didn't acknowledge it, but I watched on as this guy tried to pop it back in, and I couldn't watch, and as I was lying on the ground I signalled for him to come over so I could pop it back in, he moved slowly over to me, and he got to me as someone else, had trouble breathing."

​R: Is that the two who came out of the building, with the dead body?

''​Q: "Yes it was. I popped the man's shoulder back in easy and I took my jumper off and wrapped it around his shoulder, and told him to quickly move back to the place he was before. The GunMan came back with the dead body, and he yelled out 'you Chest Pain Guy and Jumper Man. Here now..' shit I thought he's gonna shoot them. But he said 'pick up the body and take it outside.. NOW!' he screamed it, he was near the rear exit, we all wanted to make a run for it but he had tipped over a shelf so we couldn't. He went over to the main door. and the two with the body were struggling, he said to them 'you can go.. everyone else can stay..' he opened the door and shoved both of them out with the body. I saw the guy with the shoulder land on it again, and the police grabbing both of them and taking them to the ambulance. I assumed that they talked to them, but one thing I could hear was a chopper. But it went away.."''

''Q: "After he shoved the two people out it was a long 10 minutes, and he let out an entire clip around the store. He took out lights and a whole heap of food.  Another lady screamed and said "I can't take anymore of this.." he stopped her and shot her in front of me.. He shot her in the back. he yelled in her ear 'scream again and you die.." he looked at me and turned around as this lady was in agony, I crawalled to her and said 'are you ok? can you lower your breathing rate.' she did as I said as I looked at her bullet wound, straight in and out, only thing wrong about this is the infection rate. I grabbed tissues and said 'put these in the hole, for now..' she did that. ''

Q: "'I think it was in the 2;40 mark when he yelled to a little kid to stop crying. He grabbed it from a mother and hit her with the gun stock. He pointed the gun at the kid and slammed him in the ground twice."

R: That must've been worrying..

Q: "What was stupid he did it at the front of the store. It wasn't a big store, but it had a medium sized window. and across the road was a tall Chemist building, from what I saw, I could see someone making haste to the roof."

R: The police sniper..

Q: "He pushed the kid to the 4 metres before the window, stopped pushed him back into a face space. he said one more time 'stop fuckin' cryin'... he lifted the handgun to the kids head.."

​R: That's when you did what you did..

​Q: "I yelled out. 'No' and leaped as he fired the weapon. I remember the bullet hitting me, the warmth of the bullet going in just below a rib, I remember landing in slow motion, because of the weight placed on one leg, I landed on something hard and my leg just snapped. I could feel the blood seaping out my shirt, and I remember looking up, the child had moved back to his mother, I put my head down, and then I see him standing over me.. He pointed the weapon to my heart and said 'Today...You die...' As turned away finger on the trigger and the next thing I know.. I hear 'bam bam bam' and the sound of glass shattering.."

​R: They got him.

​Q: "They did. It was a long 5 minutes inbetween getting shot and the shooter being shot.."

​R: Did you think you were ever going to die?

​Q: "I've never been afraid of dying. I have been shot before, but that was the first time I had broken my leg."

​R: Do you remember what happened after that?

​Q: "I remember an off duty nurse coming over to me and holding my bullet wound and she signalled paramedics as police were helping others get out. I was lying there on the ground and I was fully aware of what was going on, but being in so much pain was a different thing to me. When I was taken to hospital, I had a heart rate of 150bpm, and thas not normal for anyone, but when have been hurt your heartrate goes up.."

​R: When you were taken to hospital how fast were you taken for scans?

​Q: "It was a 5 minute ride bells and whistles going. I had an entire trauma team waiting for me. When we got there I had a GCS of 12, thats not great, but I was alive. I was taken for scans, confirming the broken leg and the bullet was in where it was. below the bottom of the rib cage. Which in itself was pretty lucky."

​R: When you woke up from surgery, what did you think, what were your first thoughts?

​Q: "My thoughts were 'is that kid who got slammed into the ground, ever going to be okay again' and 'what time is dinner?', I couldn't stop thinking about it. But now I have to slowly rebuild and try to forget what happened, it's not going to be easy but I think to move forward, you have to forget the dark events of the past."

​R: Thats a great sentimate.

Q: "It's not.. You never forget, but I wish everyone who is effected by these events to talk to a councilor, its okay to talk. It aint weak."

​---Interview Ends

Sebour- Quinton's Heartbreaking 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.


 * PLEASE NOTE. The controversial storyline was introduced to inform people about Quinton's drinking issue and why Terese and Quinton, spoke but not much after the storyline concluded and it was rarely mentioned on the show why the two dislike each other. this storyline is controversial from the author of this piece of fiction.

​Sebour- Quinton Face's 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."

​Another Controvserial Episode (Season 7)
"Your results confirm you are pregnant Ms Hills." "How far along am I?" said Pepper. "Currently you are 8 weeks, meaning you will start showing in maybe 5-6 weeks, you need to tell someone, family or another person maybe " Pepper put her head down as Dr Babcock continued. "But we will run some more tests. I will call you if anything comes in. In the mean time, please tell your mother. She may understand what you are going through.." "Oh she'll be understanding alright.." Pepper stood up and opened the door, as she walked out Babcock said "Better be soon Pep. Because you can't hide this for long.." Pepper closed the door and she made her way home. She got into the house, where Terese was doing the washing up. "Hey honey. How are you?" "I'm okay. How are you?" "Good. I am good." Pepper sat down on the lounge and she put her head down on the pillow that was there. Terese stopped washing the dishes and went over to her. She knelt down beside her daughter and said "Is everything alright dear? Did you and Tyler have a fight? Are you in trouble?" Pepper looked into her mothers eyes and said "I'm in trouble..." "What sort.. I can help you out. Please just nothing illegal.." Pepper had a tear roll down her cheek as Terese said "Honey..What is the matter? What happened?" "I'm...I'm pregnant.." she said as Terese put her arms around her daughter comforting her. "But are you okay yourself? Everything is fine with you is it not?" "I don't know, i was talking with Dr Babcock earlier and he was doing more tests. We have a family history don't we mum? " "Of heart conditions, but that was on Paul's side, the women have been fine so far. Look tell me, how far along are you?" "8 weeks." Terese nodded and said "Does Tyler know?" Pepper shook her head. "No, we broke up before he left for New York.. I found who he really was." "Scum?" "An imposter, he was a criminal. Claimed he still loved me after everything he did. He lied to me." Terese then hugged her daughter tighter and said "Whatever you chose to do, I will be here for you.." Pepper smiled as there was a knock on the door. "Come in.." said Terese. Terese stood up as Dr Kennedy walked into the lounge room. Pepper looked up and said "What are you doing here Dr Kennedy?" "Please, call me Linda." "Sit down please." Linda sat down on the other lounge and said "Dr Babcock got the results back from your tests." "Then why hasn't he called?" "I'm not here on business, I am here as a friend, not as a cardiologist, as a family friend." "What would you know about being pregnant Dr Kennedy.." said Terese snidely.. "I fell pregnant 3 times...All three times I lost 3 beautiful babies. I've been there. The decision for me to be pregnant a third time was not an easy one. I suffered from post depression because of it. I had names picked out for all three of them. Lucy, Timothy and Heath. The world was very cruel. It was. I didn't have a choice. It  was one of the hardest things I could do.." "Did you try to get pregnant a 4th time?" said Pepper, "I couldn't.. I almost died with the third one. It was my lifes dream to be a mother, watch my kids grow up and go to school, graduate and see where life took them.  I suffered a massive heart attack carrying my third child and had to have emergency surgery, and that was the last I heard of my chances for having children. They had to perform both heart surgery and a radical hysterectomy. No one ever said a heart attack would lead to losing your reproductive organs. But I was medically dead for 11 minutes, they tried everything on me." "That's when they made the decision to save you.." "Yes, and that's why I know what you are going through, I just finished up my 2nd year of med school when I fell pregnant the 3rd time. I was planning to actually be a mid-wife. Then I found my love for cardio." "Ah of course." "Look, you may want to do some soul searching. But it is up for you to decide. It's nobody else's business." Terese and Pepper nodded as Linda went to the door to leave, she said "People used to die in childbirth it was messy and violent. But nowadays they have everything." Linda opened the door and said "I will see you later. Take some time for this decision a week or two." Linda then left. As Terese let out a sigh she closed the door. Pepepr was sitting upright and feeling better. "What about you mother? Did you ever lose a child?" "I, lost a friend of mine. She died while birthing her son Felix, her blood pressure dropped so quickly doctors couldn't do anything to save her, you are my little miracle." Pepper smiled as she rubbed her face. Terese stood behind her and said "You've already made your choice haven't you?" "I've had 8 weeks to think about it. I will take control of this situation, I am just not ready to have a baby.." Terese hugged Pepper and said "Everything is going to be okay.." The next day Pepper got a call from Babcock's office in the the Sebour Pregnancy and Fracture Clinic (SPFC), telling her to come in immediately. As Pepper and Terese got into Babcock's office he had files on hand and said "We need to get you into surgery as soon as possible. We got the results back and they aren't good." "What do they indicate.." said Terese "They indicate something isn't right and we need to get in there. What these results show us is that, we need to perform an emergency hysterectomy." Pepper's eyes raised as she said "What did those tests find?" "Tennis ball sized tumours growing on your ovaries." "We don't have a family history of reproductive cancers in our family.." "But on the women's side of the family you have cardiovasucular issues, stemming from 1920 to now. I'm afraid the outlook right now is not negotiable." "Do we have to do surgery today?" said Pepper. "ASAP. As I said, we cannot wait, every moment we wait, is a chance these tumours grow." Pepper nodded as she was handed forms from Babcock. Babcock signed and went outside for a minute, before coming back in with a nurse. "The nurse will take you to pre-op, Terese, you need to wait in the surgical waiting room for guests. This operation will take awhile.." Terese was directed to the waiting room and Pepper was taken into surgery.

As Terese was sitting down on a chair waiting for news on her daughter she saw Quinton in scrubs walking her way. "Terese.." "Quinton, you good in scrubs. Gotta be somewhere?" "No, I just have rounds. I did have a suit on before, but a pregnant lady vomited on me." Terese chuckled as she said "I still hate you." "I know you do.. But why are you here in the waiting room.." "It's Pepper.." "Is she ok?" "Right now? I don't know, the last thing I was told is that she had tennis ball sized tumors on both ovaries. On top of that, she was 8 weeks pregnant." Quinton's eyebrow's raised and said "That's a lot to take in.." "Oh believe it is.." Quinton sat down next to Terese and said "We may have our issues, but I will be here now.." as hours past on, Terese had fallen asleep and Quinton was looking down the hallway. 10 minutes later Babcock walked down the hallway. Quinton stood up and said "What's the go on Pepper?" as Terese woke up she joined Quinton with Babcock.. "She's in recovery now.. But it will be a long recovery..We performed the surgery to remove the tumors, both came back as benign, but she's not out of the woods yet.." as Babcock was about to continue an ICU nurse came running down the hallway. "Nurse what is the matter?" "We have a problem. If I could speak in private with you two.." Babcock and Quinton nodded as they went into a quiet room. "What happened, why didn't you page me?" "Because..I want to say this infront of you.. She needs to go to the Cardiac Ward at Sebour General." "You can't be serious.." said Quinton. "Heart conditions run in the family.. I mean I am sorry but we keep her here there is nothing but bad press." all of a sudden Babcock's and Quinton's pagers went off. The nurse nodding and said "That could be her heart." as the door flung open, Quinton and Babcock ran to the recovery unit with Terese not far behind. In the recovery unit, Pepper was being shocked with the paddles. "What happened?" said Quinton. "She went into cardiac arrest. We only just got her heart back." Quinton rubbed his beard and said "Were are the forms to move her? We need to get her to the Cardiac Unit now. She needs another surgery..." "More! More surgery!" said Terese. "Oh I can't believe this.." "Oh believe it." a nurse gave Quinton the forms and he signed them. "Page Dr Kennedy, tell them we have incoming from the SPFC, cardiac arrest post surgery." Terese looked at Quinton and said "Where is she going?" "To the unit at Sebour Cardiac Ward. She'll need immediate surgery as soon as she gets there. I have to go.." as Quinton and the others rushed Pepper to the roof, Terese stood there shocked and said "Who goes into cardiac arrest after a simple operation.."

​Sebour- Pepper in ICU (Season 7)
As Quinton and the team of nurses got onto the roof a chopper was waiting for them. Pepper had suffered a cardiac arrest after recovering from surgery and needed to go to Sebour General's Cardiac Ward, which was the largest heart ward in the state. The nurses got Pepper into the chopper and Quinton got in the chopper. "Let Sebour General know we're coming." as the chopper took off, Pepper's stats weren't improving this worried Quinton. Quinton had his phone in his pocket and he called Linda. "Quinton, what's that noise?" "I'm in the chopper, we're sending a patient to the cardiac ward." "Alright. Thank you." Quinton hung up the phone and turned to look at Pepper's stats again. "Oh Pepper, what's happening.." Quinton looked at the pilot and said "Can you fly a little lower please. I think I know what is wrong." the pilot nodded as Quinton got a torch from his pocket. He opened Pepper's eyes and saw one pupil was blown. "Shit. Oh Pepper don't do this. Don't do this Pepper." The piilot aid turned around and said "Why, what's happening?" "Her pupil is blown, we need to get the the hospital as fast as we can. Otherwise she'll bleed out." the pilots nodded. Five minutes later the chopper landed on the helipad of the Cardiac Unit. There was people waiting for her arrival. Quinton got out of the chopper to help the pilots get her out of the chopper. Quinton pulled aside Linda and said "In mid flight her pupil blew. Her pressure and stats are not good." "They haven't improved at all in that time?" "No." Linda shook her head as they went inside. "I'm calling in Rogers, and Vinton, they're the best for this." "What about you? Linda you're neuro." Linda stopped and so did Quinton. "I haven't the ability to do that" "What evac a brain bleed?" "Of course I can do that, its just that i'm not trained in traumatic brain bleeds. I will be honest with you I never trained for that. They never let me anywhere near the trauma bleeds, just the regular walk in ones." "Why not consult with Vinton on this? I mean it wouldn't hurt." as Quinton was handed the files from the pilot, he said "These resutls are getting worse not better.. What happened in that surgery?" said Linda.Quinton looked and said "I wasn't in that surgery.." "Then why were you at the SPFC?" "Rounds Linda rounds!" "Wait.. That was Pepper you brought in yes?" Quinton nodded and said "Babcock is on his way, and I hope to god Terese comes soon." as the conversation headed toward Cardio ICU, Quinton and Linda were greeted by Dr Rogers. Quinton handed Rogers the file as Rogers read aloud. "Had two tennis ball shaped tumours removed from both ovaries, and a pregnancy.." Linda looked at Quinton and said "Both ovaries? Jesus..." Quinton looked up at Linda and said "It got worse.. They were benign.." Linda rubbed her face and said in shock "Basically ruining her chances if she wanted children later in life. Oh how cruel life is.." Rogers continued. "Was fine post op, until pressure dropped and suffered cardiac arrest, brought back after several shocks, decision made to bring to Sebour Cardiac Unit." Rogers closed the file and he sat it next to the bed. In that moment there was an "Excuse me.." from behind. It was Dr Drexia Vinton. "What happened here? Why was I paged to the Cardiac Unit?" Quinton said "her pressure went so low in the chopper I asked them to fly lower. I checked her eyes and one pupil had blown." Drexia nodded and got the torch out of her pocket and shone it in both of Pepper's eyes. She put the torch back in her pocket and said "Surgery for both." "Both what?" "Heart and brain. We need to do it and urgently. Dr Rogers join me please." the two told a nurse to prep her for more surgery as Linda went over to Drexia, Drexia allowed for Linda to consult on the case and asked her to scrub in. Quinton took a walk and went outside.

As Terese arrived at the Cardiac Ward she got to the entrance she saw Quinton sitting on the bench near the door. "Quinton, how is it going, how is she?" "She's being taken to surgery.." "What happened? I mean after surgery, what happened.." "She had a cardiac arrest Terese. That led to us making the choice to send her here. But I am afraid something else happened.." Terese's eyes bulged and said "What now?" "Her pupil blew in the chopper.." "Meaning?" "She has a brain bleed, Terese, you have to be prepared for what comes out of this surgery. I am assuming that the heart surgery is bypass and her brain surgery is a craniotomy." Quinton stood up as Terese said "This happened because of that surgery didn't it? Didn't it Quinton?" "No. It could've been from the drugs in surgery or her body couldn't take it. No one is to blame." Quinton was about to turn around when he got a slap in the face from Terese. Quinton holding his face after he got slapped said "What the hell was that for? I didn't do anything wrong!" "No you didn't but I needed to do that.." "Not on me you didn't." Quinton rubbed his face as the redness went down. Then his pager went off. Quinton looked at Terese and said "I gotta go." Quinton went back inside quickly to the surgery ward. Quinton got into the wash room and put a mask on and opened the door. "What happened?!" he yelled. "A stroke.. She had a stroke.." said Vinton as she removed the clot from Pepper's brain. "Oh no..." said Quinton. Up in the galley Terese got there in the end, as she didn't want to stay outside. The mic for the operating room was on and Terese could hear everything. "What about her heart?" said Quinton.. "Double bypass. Had to go up through the groin. She's lucky to be alive.." "What happened medically I mean?" Linda was standing at the head of the operating table and said "Her heart muscle was weak. And from the tests we ran she had a heart condition. She had cardiomyopathy, before we started we seen that her legs were swollen beyond anything. She lived with this for years and never noticed." "You dont do you?" "It's a chronic disease.. More common in men.." "So, she had a heart attack, which led to a stroke?" "That's the way it seems. Look Quinton you need to go and tell Terese, that no matter what happens next she's going to have to look after her daughter for a while." Quinton pointed up and said "I don't have to.. She heard everything you just said." Terese had her hand over her mouth, she then fainted as Quinton turned in time to see it. "Shit.." he said as Linda said "Go, go." Quinton ran out of the room and to the viewing room. She was still lying on the floor as Quinton rolled her over. "Terese, can you hear me? Terese!" as Terese came to Quinton helped her up into a chair and Terese broke down. Quinton held Terese in his arms and said "'Everything will be ok Terese. She'll be ok." "And what happens next?" "I don't know. I really don't I'm sorry I cant be any more help but when she wakes up, she's gonna need you, she would want you to be with her when she wakes up, never forget that." Quinton helped Terese up and lead her to a private room. As Quinton stepped out of the room, he was met by Rogers who said "Surgery went well. Smoothly in fact. Its just a fact of if and when she wakes up. We've put her into an induced coma to take the pressure off her heart." Quinton nodded and said "It's tough.. sometimes it really is.." Quinton tapped Rogers on the shoulder, and Rogers in return looked and said "She's going to be alright. Just tell Terese that. She's young and fit." Rogers smiled bleakly and walked away as Vinton came up to Quinton, and as Terese popped out for a couple of seconds. "Her brain surgery went well. As Rogers said we had to put her into an induced coma. To take pressure off the heart. The brain pressure returned to normal. All signs are looking positive right now. We need to watch and wait. So far its positive news." Quinton nodded as he said "I have to go. But look. She's young, strong and very good willed. She will recover from this." Quinton gave Terese another hug and he walked down the hallway and out the door. "Can I go and see her now?" said Terese. "Of course. Just follow us.." said Linda. As they walked down the hallway into the Cardiac ICU, Rogers was by her side and doing some tests. "All heart fuctions are now working." he signed off and he walked away without acknowledgement. Terese sat in the chair next to Pepper's and she grabbed her hand and she held it. "Fight for me... Fight for yourself Pep." as the nurses and doctors left Terese and Pepper to be alone. Terese had a tear roll down her cheek.

Sebour- Quinton's Helpful act
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 See's 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 Moves Again
"Now, Quinton. You know that this course of physiotherapy will be a lot tougher. And this time you need to put yourself into it." said the physio who wheeled Quinton into the physio rooms. "First. We get you up and walking." Quinton was wheeled over to the bars. Quinton then said "I was told I had a CPM machine hooked up to me?" "You did, for some strange reason. But you gotta understand this time Quinton, you are the patient. You will be the patient for as long as we/the doctors need to." Quinton was next to the bars as he grabbed the bar and forced himself out of the wheelchair. He placed his other arm on the other side and started walking weakly but walking. "Good.. Good. But don't push yourself Quinton." Quinton sighed heavily as he said "I've been in this position before. Yes I am the patient, yes its a long recovery.. Can you not talk to me like a child please. I may have had brain surgery, but I remember every single moment before I was hit by that car." as Quinton turned to face the physio. "I've been shot. I have had cancer. and I have had a heart attack before. This is a setback. But I can be strong." "Strong is a word overused. I'd call you an idiot. But you work in a hospital, we do idiotic things all the time. Quinton. You save lives for a living. You are the definition of crazy. You were the consumate professional." "Were?" "Yes were! Quinton. Understand this as long as you keep here to yourself you wont do anything else crazier then pushing a paramedic out of the way." Quinton didn't respond as he continued learning to walk again for another hour. "Quinton." Quinton looked at the physio and nodded, Quinton got back into the chair and said "Do i really need the chair?" "Quinton, this is a precaution. You were in a bad way. Its not a weakness, your body isnt up to the task of walking yet." Quinton rolled his eyes. The physio was taking Quinton back to his room when they went past a distressed woman's room. "Stop." "What?" "Gimme a minute?" The physio nodded as he stepped away. Quinton knocked on the door and the lady said "come in.." The lady was Dr Linda. "Linda? Are you ok?" Quinton wheeled himself in the room and placed himself next to Linda. "Quinton. I don't why this is happening.." Quinton held Linda's hand and said "What? Are you ok?" "No. Quinton I'm not. I've been audited. And I some stuff repoed." "Oh Honey.." "Karl was lucky. I wasn't." Linda showed Quinton her hand "I had to pawn my ring. Quinton I had to pawn a ring that had semtimental value to me. It was a family heirloom." Quinton looked up at Linda and said "I guess that puts me into perspective then." "What are you talking about?" "I heard sometime about it." Quinton reached for his pocket and gave Linda a box. "My ring? But Quinton.. Why?" Quinton then said "You and this entire hospital saved my life. I couldn't see someone lose something so valuable. Linda I donated money. I had some retirement money from the high school I worked at, I was saving it for a round-the-world trip. I decided to do something else. The money went to the hospital's Starlight Fund." "The Starlight Fund? Quinton that's so thoughtful! That fund saves thousands of lives each year." Quinton smiled as he said "There was half a million in my retirement fund." "Half...Half a mil? Quinton" "I put $250k to the fund. And it wont be a one off either. Linda what you didn't know about me was I played in the NOL before it was defunct a couple of years ago." "You played Oztag?" "I had my first contract in year 11. I earned $150k for one season alone. I had to give it up after 5 years of playing. That's where the money came from. I couldn't stand to look at it much longer." "What happened to your career in the NOL?" "Injury. Injury happened. My first season I broke both ankles. my last season it ended I tore my ACL." "Oh." "Linda. The ACL tear provided a lot of insight for me. I knew what my career would be after I left the NOL." "What?" "I went to the Snowy Region University of Medicine. Came out with a medical license and somehow a teaching degree." "But why did the ACL tear end your career?" "ACL tears in Oztag end careers. And i hated playing in the NOL. Was I happy when I heard they went bankrupt and shutdown operations. Every other team ended up in a different sport!" "if you hated playing it why do it for 5 years?" Quinton smiled as he remembered why. "It gave a lot of happier times. Linda, when I first started my medical days. I had people from the NOL coming in basically everyday. I was ending people's seasons faster then they started them. The NOL was bad at luring other people into the sport. The CEO was sued by half the games players in the end. Thats why they went bankrupt. We all got a payout of $500k each.." "How many players were playing in the NOL?" "Over 2000. This included another 1500 playing in TG cups and Youth comps." Quinton pointed to a scar on his arm. "This is from the NOL days. I scored a try and landed on a sprinkler head. It pissed me off they had it there. The NOL didnt care. Not about anyone. 5 years was enough for me. the ACL tear made it an easy decision to leave. I never wanted money to corrupt me. Never." Quinton hugged Linda as he said "That's why I got your ring back for you. No one deserves to have anything taken from them. Including freedom." Linda hugged Quinton back as she stood up. The physio walked into the room and said "Are you two done?" "You can go. I can make my own way back to my room." "Is that safe?" Linda nodded and said "If he doesnt do it no else will." "Alright then." The physio said as he left the room smiling. Quinton looked up at Linda and said "don't forget what I said. That Starlight Fund will keep on going strong." Linda smiled as she walked out of the room happy, Quinton followed in his chair."Speaking of freedom." Quinton grabbed the crutches that were sitting on the floor and said "It's time for mine." Quinton turned and faced Linda who helped him out of the chair. "Quinton.." "Please Linda. I had brain and heart surgery. I hate the idea of having to use a wheelchair to get around. Let the next person who cannot be moved have it. Its a waste on me." Linda passed Quinton the elbow crutches. Quinton started using them like a pro. Quinton used the crutches all the way to his room in ICU. Leo was watching as Quinton came back into the room. "You progessed so well in a week. But if you push yourself you could end up back here." "Shut up Leo." said Linda. Quinton smiled as he said "Progess is a state of mind."

Sebour- Quinton returns 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- A 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- Quinton Apologises (Season 7 ep 50)
Quinton was walking to Terese's house where he was going to say something he needed to say for years, he was thinking of what he was going to say as well. Quinton knew that Paul would be there as well and he knew he had to say the right thing. Quinton swallowed hard as he got to the house. He knocked on the door and Paul answered. "Quinton. What do you want?" Quinton said "I'm not here to pick a fight. I'm here to apologise." Paul nodded and said 'Come in.." Quinton nodded and walked in as Paul closed the door, Terese walked out from the bedroom. Quinton standing as Terese sat down and Paul nodded to her and he walked into the backroom. "What are you doing here?" "I'm here to apologise. On what happened all those years ago." "What you did. Even if you were drunk is inexcusable." "I am not making excuses, Terese. I am not saying what I did gets me off the hook, it never will." "I was scared for so long after what happened. No one ever said to me you were a recovered alcoholic. But you fell into old habits as soon as you moved here. I am not surprised." Quinton shaking his head. "No it wasn't like that!" "When I left New York.." "Oh here we go..." "I left New York to pursue a different life, and I was married. I got divorced from my first husband, when I moved to Australia I had to start from scratch. Have you had to do that? Start from scratch?" "Yes! Yes I have.. When I moved here! I have no family here, and I built myself a new life, don't you dare bring New York into this because it is a different story. I am not like you, I didn't come from New York did I?." "No you didn't but you know what I have been through.. Though.." "No.. I know half of what you have been through." "I was diagnosed with breast cancer, which turned out to a tumour on the glands. Then months later, I had major leg surgery, to allow me to walk normally again, which yes I did, but you screwed it up. That's why I cannot wear high heels anymore.." Quinton laughed and said "I know why your tibial-patellar graft didn't take, because you got back to work to early. You tried walking unaided and you messed up your surgery. I wont be blamed for that. I know you run a hotel, but you know if you undergo any type of surgery you need to rest!" "As you said I run a hotel.." "Are you serious? You but your work before your health? Pathetic, not to say dangerous!.." "I thought you came here to apologise.." Quinton rubbed his chin and said  "Clearly you're way to proud to let me apologise. I don't know how I ever dated you.." Quinton was angry when he said this next. "I cared about you. You were one of the first people other than the doctors I met when I first got into town. You had Pepper with you, and you said to me, you said welcome. You made me feel welcome, like no other person did. You made it easy for me to fall in love with you, to like you. But until I found out what your personality was and that you held a grudge, I can't be that person who says that they don't care. Because I do care. I care highly about everyone I treat.." "Oh really?" "Really. My most memorable patient? Was an 18 year old dancer, who broke her leg and tore her ACL while dancing. I took on an impossible case. I told her I would get her to dance again. I said I would try. Do you think she danced again?" "No.." "She did.. She returned to dancing 3 years after the inital injury. For a dancer an ACL is your career. She had so much damage, but we repaired it, she danced again. She danced." "I get it.." "No you don't.. She danced when 15 other orthopaedic surgeons said she was a lost cause and refused to even repair her ACL. The National Dance Academy doctor had phoned 15 doctors before coming to me. Put all those other doctors to shame.. I did her surgery at the Academy's request, and I was her doctor for over 3 years. She gave up dancing the day I arrived in Sebour. I recieved that phone call the night I got back to my hotel room. You don't ever forget patients like that. They are the reason doctors have long careers. Every day is a new day." "Like a hotel chain." "Exactly." Quinton was still angry as Paul walked back in and said "They always said being on the board was new everyday. It's the same boring crap every day.." "Then why don't you quit if you find it boring?" "It's the same reason you keeping doing the same surgery. Every patient is different." Quinton nodded as Terese went up to Quinton and slapped him across the face. Quinton grunted and said "What the hell was that for?" "You should know.." "Why would I know? I came here to apologise. But you wont let me apologise, because you're to proud. I'm done.." Quinton opened the door and as he walked out he slammed the door shut as he walked outside.

​Sebour- Claude Arrives
"People don't see a person, they see a criminal"- Quinton Philips

As Quinton was talking to Peggy in her office, there was a knock at the door. "Come in." said Peggy. As the door opened a man with a beard and short hair walked in. "Claude, is that you?" said Quinton. "In flesh dad!" Quinton got up and hugged Claude and said "What are you doing here? How did you get here?" "I got in last night, and stayed at a hotel. I wanted to see my dad." Quinton smiled as he said "It's been so long. I never thought I'd see you again, you know we keep in contact, but I never thought after what happened, you'd want to come here to Sebour.." Peggy clearing her throat asked "What happened years ago?" Quinton gave Claude a look and said "It's a long story.." "You shot me, you tell the story." Peggy's eyes widened as she said "You shot your own father?, I can see why I hate your father so much." Claude calming the situation said "I'll explain alright, sit down both of you." Peggy sat down as Quinton looked and sat down as well. "It was 22 years ago, when I was teaching in Begs. My wife came to talk to me telling me I had to go back to Canada or she was ending our marriage. She got violent and produced a gun. Dad heard everything, had the cops on the phone and they were there in minutes, things got out of control and I tried to wrestle the gun from her, but in the fight the trigger went off, the gun shot her first then dad in the stomach." "Was she ok?" "She was dead before she hit ground, bullet hit her in the throat and severed an artery, died in seconds." said Quinton. Claude nodded as he said "I was arrested and charged. Even though I didn't contribute in her death I was charged with assault on dad." "And that's why.." "I have trouble getting into the country. I live in Montreal and teach Music, like back home. It made it hard, but people in Montreal didn't care, it was about ability, not the past." "He was found innocent of assault, but was declined a passport twice, a member of the board in Canada, wanted him and it was the perfect choice for him, to make a new life." "After Mum died, it was easy for me to visit him, but my past didn't help either.When you're at the border, and you get asked about your history" Quinton butted in a said "People don't see a person, they see a criminal." Peggy nodded as she said "You are aware, I almost kicked your father off the premises 8 years ago. I wasn't going to let him into the hospital, but I did, I do in someway regret that I did, because he's been through so much here. I mean, he's been shot twice.. I mean who survives two gunshots?" Claude looked at Peggy and said "A lot of people. I mean he was a cop.." "I was shot at many times, but being shot is a different story.." Quinton looked down said "Enough of the sad stuff. Tell us. How long are you here for?" "A couple of weeks. I want to get a feel for the place.." "You thinking of coming home?" Claude looked at Quinton who was grinning. "No. I am here on business as well. The school wants to send a teacher over for a year, they made it very clear that it wasn't me, they sent me to Sebour.." "They want Kari?" Claude shook his head. "No, they want John, that's if he will leave. Once in a lifetime opportunity." Quinton shook his head and said "He would enjoy it, but I don't think he'll take it." Peggy butted in and said "You two can take this outside yes? I have patients waiting to come into my office." Quinton and Claude nodded as they went outside and closed the door. As Claude and Quinton went outside and said "Why wouldn't he take it dad? What have you done?" "I'm offended you'd even say that.." "Dad, please. You're so full of shit sometimes." Quinton said "I have feelings for Kari.." "Dad gross. She's married." "We had an affair." "Dad, what the hell! When?" "A couple of weeks after your mother died, and you moved to Canada." "And are you two together now?" Quinton shook his head. "No, but at the moment they are still separated. They had a falling out, and decided to end their marriage." "I can't believe it. I can't believe you'd do something like that. You broke them up? You had feelings for someone you worked with, and you acted on them.." "You haven't done the same?" "What!? No I haven't. I remarried in Canada, dad. You know to Francine, my wife of 11 years. Dad you seem to have forgotten after my time in the NOL, I reitred aged 22. Dad its been years. I'm 34 now, and this doesn't shock me.." "It doesn't?" "You having feelings for Kari does yes. But I can't blame you." as Quinton and Claude got into the car, Quinton said "I'm sorry for everything. Our relatonship hasn't been the best, but I still love you." "I know you do dad. I know."

​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 Arrested (Season 8)
Quinton paid for his taxi and he sat down on his driveway and looked as the mailbox, it was empty, and there were no neighbours outside. Quinton stood up and went inside. Quinton went into his kitchen and opened a cabinet, he reached behind some cereal and got a bottle of bourbon out. Quinton opened the bottle, which he hadn't touched in years, Quinton took a swig of it and put the bottle on the table, as he did that he saw a letter on the table it was from Claude, Quinton took another swig of the bourbon and cringed at the after taste. Quinton opened Claude's letter and started reading it.

"​Dear dad. I know this is a far shot but if you read this you need to know there are people who care about you, please don't forget about that. Please I know what you can get like, and you need people around you. This isn't Begs, and this is your life.."Quinton stopped reading the letter and scrunched it up

​Quinton went into the loungeroom, where he saw the picture of him and Claude, before Claude's NOL debut. Quinton was furious, not at his son, but the fact that he couldn't save him from what happened. Quinton picked up the photo while taking another drink. Quinton proceeded to smash the photo on the ground. He also dropped the table the photo it was sitting on. Quinton then threw the bottle of bourbon at the wall, Quinton then walked over to his wall-mounted TV and he ripped it off the wall and threw it out the open window, the TV landing on the driveway with an audible smash. Quinton then walked outside and screamed a loud and very audible "WHY." as he walked back inside he stopped and grabbed the shovel that was sitting in the garden and proceeded back into the house where he went into his spare room. The spare room wasa Quinton's award room, where he put all his awards, Quinton opened the door and he went nuts, he smashed all his NOL awards, as well as his Begs Citizen of the Year award, Quinton then went into the kitchen and smashed up his kitchen. At the police station Mark was sitting down at his desk, clearing paperwork when he got a call. Mark answered the phone "Officer Michaels." "Mark, we have a concern for welfare call, coming from a neighbour who lives next to Quinton Philips. They said they can hear loud yelling and smashing." "Anyone else with him?" "No, not that we know of." "Does the hospital know?" "They don't need to know,, Unless we arrest him. It's possible he's having a domestic situation or he's tearing up his own house.." Mark sighed and said "Of course. I've got this." "Thanks Officer." Mark hung up the phone as he got out his gun and put it into his belt. Mark then opened the door and saw an officer sitting doing work. "Officer Kelly, you're with me. Domestic disturbance." Kelly nodded and got her taser out and put it into her belt, as the two got outside the station, they hopped into a car, lights flashing. "Who?" said Kelly. "It's possible domestic situation." "Or?" "Or what?" "Don't play games with me Mark. The last time this happened, a good friend ended up in ICU. Who is the callout?" "It's Quinton. alright. Neighbours heard banging and yelling. We right now assume he has someone in the house.." "He wouldn't do that again would he?" "If he was sober? No he wouldn't, but if he has had something to drink, don't put it past you." as the car pulled into the kerb, Kelly said "Is that his TV on the front lawn?" Mark nodded and said "Yes.. yes it is.." Mark turned the car off and said "I take the back you take the front. Taser him if he have to." "Is that safe for someone who's had a heart attack?" "Who cares, he right now is being a danger.." As they got out of the car,  Kelly got out her taser and went to the front door and took point, then she saw Mark jump over the fence. Kelly kicked the door and said "Police freeze!", at the same time Mark was on the other side. "Where'd he go?" said Mark. "Check up stairs." as Mark checked other rooms, Quinton was at the top of the stairs with a shovel. "Mark, staircase he's there." Quinton looked at Mark and said "Welcome.. Welcome.." "What have you done to your own house!" Quinton looked and said "What, don't like?" "Quinton, you need to come with us now. You've willfully destroyed property." Quinton laughed as Kelly pointed out a broken bottle in the mix of broken frames. "Mark..look." Mark turned to what Kelly was looking at. "You've been drinking Quinton. You've stayed sober for years, why do this?" "Why not do this?" "Quinton put down the shovel, please." Quinton laughed again. "Quinton, we will have to arrest you if you continue this.." Quinton looked and said "Go ahead. You may as well. Because I have nothing left here." "Yes you do. You have medical career, isn't that enough?" "It was, until I seen my son die.." Mark then nodded as he pulled Kelly aside and said "A night in lockup, outta help him." "Willfull destruction of property is a fine, Mark, we need to arrest him, so he calms down. We also need to inform Peggy Newton, a doctor spent the night in lockup. This ends right here. No one in their right mind drunk or otherwise wrecks their own house.." Mark nodded as Quinton was still on the stairs waving the shovel about. "Look he gets me with that and he goes down for assault as well, and he could be in jail for a long time. So you better be a good shot with that taser." "Do it we arrest him. Offically." As Kelly looked on she said "Let's do it." Mark nodded as he turned away from Kelly and stepped on the stairs. "Quinton, buddy put the shovel down and we can talk.." Quinton was becoming erratic he stepped as Mark had enough arm to reach the shovel and take it off Quinton, Mark threw the shovel downstairs. "Kelly! Now." as Quinton reached for Mark, he was struck by the taser prongs and he fell backward to the top of the stairs on the carpet. Kelly released her finger from the trigger and went to Mark as Mark got out his handcuffs, Kelly went over to Quinton and rolled him over to pull the prongs out. Quinton let out a grunt as he came to. "Quinton Philips you are under arrest for willfull destruction of property, anything you do say will be used as evidence.." Mark handcuffed Quinton and Kelly helped get him off the ground. "Don't give me that... It's my house!" "It may be YOUR house, but your still detroyed property." said Kelly. Mark lead Quinton down the stairs and outside to the police car where the neighbours were watching Quinton be put into the car. As that happened another police car stopped next to them. Out got the commander and said "Is he under arrest and on what charge?" Mark taking control said "Wilfful destruction of property sir. He trashed his house." the commander nodded and said "I'll take a look." "It's a mess, he smashed up his award room, and there is nothing left of his loungeroom. " "What causes someone to break like this?" "For this guy? A combination of things. The loss of his son, his funeral. No excuse though." The commander nodded as Kelly got into the drivers side and said "Sir, if you will, we have to process him. He'll be in lockup for the night. By himself. We'll also do a breath test." The commander nodded again and said "Good, you can go now.." Mark nodded and got into the car, as the commander went into the house, as the police car left.

​Sebour- Quinton Suspended Again (Season 8)
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 (Season 8)- Quinton's First Trauma Day
After Quinton was suspended from the hospital, he was given the all clear to continue his employment at the trauma hospital. Quinton went to the hospitals Head of Medicine office and met with the Head of Medicine. "Ah, you must be Dr Philips.." Quinton nodded shaking the HoM's hand. "I'm Dr Andrew Vinton, Head of Medicine." "Good to be here." Vinton nodded as he said "I read what happened. And I can say that someone with your calibure shouldn't be lost to medicine, but it shouldn't be excused either." "Look, what I did is idiotic and I let everyone at the hospital down, but from what I was told this was the worst hospital in the country.." Vinton laughed and said "My boy! No.. We picked up the slack from 4 other hospitals years ago. The worst hospital in the country, thats in Darwin, I wont say which one but Sebour Trauma Hospital, deals with more than just trauma's we deal with the overflow from Sebour General, we get over 1,000 a week, which for us is decent numbers." "Then I guess Peggy has a lot to answer for then." a voice said "Peggy, doesn't have to answer to anything, Dr Philips.." "Oh come on, really?" Peggy appeared from the shadows and said "It isn't me who has a lot to answer for Quinton, it's you. You let everyone down with your behaviour and quite frankly is was telling the truth. This town has three hospitals and over the years ratings can change and it makes it alot easier to send people to other hospitals. What we do at General is other a wider treatment range. These doctors you see here, work at General as well. " "You did this on purpose?" "No, its just the way things worked out. I am the Emergency Director for General, I have no input into what happens here. Just remember Quinton, that you are suspended from General for a year, unless its a medical emergency." Quinton rubbed his beard as he said "Of course...Dr Newton.." "I have to go back to General, I have a meeting to attend to. Behave Quinton.." Peggy walked off as Quinton mimicked her and copied and said "Behave Quinton.." Vinton standing behind Quinton said "What was that about? Do you know her?" "Know her? Yes.. She's my sister." "Your files don't say anything about that." "It's a long story.." "I want to hear it. I want to know why.." "After my arrest in Begs years ago, the one I spent 3 years in jail for, she signed off on paperwork that took me off her files and my files as her brother, and next of kin for that matter. I don't blame her either." "That's pretty harsh.." Quinton chuckled and said "Nah, its really not, she did it to protect herself, a few doctors at the hospital know she's my sister, but others I assume just know but don't say anything." "So how did you find out you had a sister?" "My parents said something when I was 10, before they went back to do a tour a duty.." "They were in the army?" "They were medics, they were stationed here for 6 months, then flew out to Iran or some place. I never met her, but years later when I came here, she told me. Peggy told me." "I can see why you love medicine.." "My son Claude, he didn't go into medicine he was a teacher.." "I read on that as well.".. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Come in." A nurse came in an said "We just got a trauma call. Car vs Bus, several people have been hurt, one has a GCS of 6." "the others?" "Going to Sebour General, we're getting 4 of them." "Alright, move out the waiting room, let go dark send them elsewhere." Vinton stood up and said "Welcome to your first shift." Quinton nodded as Vinton said "let's go." Quinton, the nurse and Vinton went to the emergency room and saw people being brought in by paramedics, one person was very familar to Quinton. "Phil Davis 68, was at the back of the bus when they car slammed into the back of it, he was thrown forward into some seats and then out the window. Queary spinal injury, lacerations, concussion, BP is low and heart rate is tachy." said the Paramedic as the lifted him onto a hospital trolley. "Have the family been notifed?" said Vinton. Quinton butted in and said "He doesn't have any family. They never had children.. His ex-wife is currently is jail on serious charges.." "How do you know Dr Philips?" Quinton looked as he took his blood pressure. "I worked with him. He was my teaching colleague. I was the one who arrested his wife.." the paramedics nodding as Vinton signalled them to take away the medic trolley. "You arrested his wife? On what charge?" Quinton said "It was 20 years ago. She was sentenced to life in prison for dangerous driving causing death x2." "Oh wow.." Quinton then shined a torch in Phil's eyes. "Pupils are equal, unreactive to light." Vinton turned to Quinton and said "He'll need someone to wake up to." Quinton looked at Vinton and said "Yeah sure. But his age makes it hard for someone to survive an event like this. He was thrown out of a bus for godsake." "I know.. When you need to, or if you need to, make that call, don't be afraid to make that call on a friend.." said Vinton. "I've made several calls like that over the years. On a couple of friends.. old colleagues.. What the hell is this life." "It's a tough one. But you gotta roll with it." Vinton tapped him on the shoulder and walked away. Quinton made the call for Phil to have surgery but scans came back with a different opinion, Phil was to unstable to go into surgery and that made Quinton's job at saving him a whole lot harder. Phil was moved into a quiet room as Quinton went in and said to an unconcious Phil, "I know I've been a bad person, I never meant to arrest Kari, Phil but it was the only thing I could do to protect the school. Seeing you throw that ring at her and watching her break down was the last thing I expected to see.. Phil I can't send you to surgery because you're very unstable, surgery would make things worse in a way. Phil if you need to go, don't be afraid to. I'll get into contact with Kari and tell her everything." Quinton put his hand on Phil's shoulder and said "Your injuries are life-threatening. You have dangerous swelling around the brain, your lungs have fluid in them, both legs are broken.. We're doing everything possible for your, but tell your body to stop fighting itself. You can make through this. It'll be a hell-ride in Physio...But I just have one question to ask you.. Why were you in Sebour?", a voice from behind said "I can answer that for you.." it was Peggy. "Peggy.." "He was coming to see you. He sent me a message saying he wanted to catch up, talking about things." Quinton pointed to the door and Peggy nodded as the two went outside the room. "What did he want to talk about?" "Kari.. He wanted to talk about Kari." "Kingram?" "No his ex-wife you idiot." "Why what happened?" "She was attacked last night in her cell, beaten badly. Her legs were broken in 4 different places. He wanted to know if she was brought in here or is still at the prison hospital." Quinton shook his head. "Nope. She must still be at the Jail. Becuase there are no police guards at any hospital here." Quinton went over to the watercooler and said "How is everything going at general?" "Smoothly oddly enough. Real smooth. Look Quinton I'm sorry for doing this, but Douglas wanted a bigger punishment." "I've already been fined by the police Peggy, what next?" "He's docking you 60% of your wage at General. It's not for a long time but it's just for now." "For tthe year I suppose? I can't blame him.." "I thought you'd be angry?" "Why should I be? I know where docked wages go anyway, back to the hospital." Peggy nodded. As she was about to leave the machines in Phil's room were going off. "Code Blue!" shouted Peggy as she went into the room followed by Quinton and 5 nurses were in the room commencing CPR. Vinton followed suit as Quinton was doing compressions and Peggy was holding the paddles. Quinton moved as Peggy defibed him. Quinton continued compressions and had a flashback to a conversation with Phil after Quinton had arrested Kari. ''​"What would you do, if she was in hospital?" "If she was really sick, I'd let her go. Even after everything she has done, I'd let her go with some dignity." "Would that mean you as well?" "If you did CPR for longer than 10 minutes yes. I'd want to go.."''​  the memory ended as Quinton realised what he was doing. Quinton stopped compressions and took the torch out of his pocket and shone them in Phil's eyes.. "Pupils fixed and dilated.." "Time of death 10:30am." Quinton took off his gloves and put them in the bin and touched Phil's shoulder and said "I'm sorry Phil.. I really am." Quinton walked out of the room and he sat down. Peggy came out of the room and said "Kari has to know.. I hope you know that.." Quinton looked at Peggy and said "I know.." "It get's easier Quinton, it really does.." "I can't believe you. Yes of course it does, but how many more old colleagues do I need to bury! Medicine means nothing I can't save them.." "Quinton.. You cannot save everyone, just like you can't expect someone to stay behind bars. It doesn't work like that.. Call me if you feel like talking.." Peggy stood up and left as Vinton sat next to Quinton and said "She's right you know..Look call his ex-wife, she deserves to know. Use the empty office across from mine." Quinton nodded as he stood up feeling empty. As Quinton made it to the empty office there was a phone on the table. Quinton dialed the number for the prison and asked for Kari. "Kari.. It's me Quinton.." "Quinton it's been a while.." "And It will be a while.." "Why did you call.." Quinton sighed as he said "Phil was brought in earlier a car v bus crash. Phil was badly hurt.." "Is he okay?" "No Kari... He's not.. Phil's dead.." silence from the other end of the phone before a huge burst of crying came from the other side. "I'm sorry for your loss Kari.." Quinton hung up. As Quinton put the phone down, he rubbed his face as he pushed the phone to the side of the table.

​Sebour- Quinton Takes A Week Off
Quinton was sitting outside his house and he was talking on the phone. "I want to take a week off, just to recharge the batteries." "Of course you can, just make sure you get yourself right." Quinton paced as he cleaned up his garden. "Alright thanks. See you later..". Quinton put his phone down and hung up. Quinton sat down on the concrete and started weeding the bottom of his driveway as he heard a car pull up in the driveway. Quinton got up and saw who it was, it was Police Commander, he was holding a folder,as he walked up to Quinton and said "I'm not here on business Quinton, this is just a casual visit, but there is something you need to know." "What is it?" "We finally got a building report from the building collapse and we finally got a report from the coroner on Michelle Dangerfield's death." Quinton nodded as he said "It took 3 years for them to find out what?" Jeremy looked at Quinton and handed him the file. "There was no easy way to say this.. But the file has it all in there. But something you should know. Is that she was 3 months pregnant, and as well as that she inhaled a huge amount of water from the spout main that burst.." Quinton's eyebrows raised and said "That's surprising.." "Did you two ever, do anything, you know.. physical?" Quinton chuckled and said "We were colleagues, we taught at the same school for 20 years. She had a strong dislike for me. But when I quit both teaching and the force she finally realised that I wasn't the bad guy. We never did anything." Jeremy nodded and said "Look I know you've taken a week leave, but read up on the file. Get yourself together mate. After what you been through.." Quinton nodded and said "I have the money for the fine here if you need it." Jeremy shook his head and said "Keep it mate. You'll need it to fix up the place." "I've got a few trophies repaired, I can't remember the last time I trashed something so bad." "I hope it wasn't recent." "Nah, years ago back in Begs. I took it out on a punching bag, now I just fixed up my office and cleaned up the rest of the house.." Jeremy nodded and said "I gotta go mate. Catch you later. On the right side of law, I really hope next time.." "Of course you will Commander. And on the right side of the law, I promise you that.." "Goodbye Quinton, stay safe." Jeremy walked away to the car and Quinton went inside. Quinton went into his home office and he sat down on a chair. He opened the folder and read it. Quinton turned the page and he read aloud on  "Dangerfield's Injuries included, a massive shoulder injury with artery injury, cuts and bruises, patient was also 3 months pregnant, broken ribs from the Cardio Resusitation, as well as burns from defibrillator, cause of death was drowning from broken water pipe. Possible results conclude Dangerfield may have been dead when building and table fell on her.." Quinton stopped reading and he moved the folder into his draw. Quinton stood up and he went into his room. 3 days later Quinton finished fixing up the house and made it the way it was before he trashed it. That afternoon Police Commander came back to the house to look up on things. "This looks better you know. After seeing it trashed a couple of weeks ago, I never thought it would like nice again." "Thanks mate." Quinton ducked into the office and grabbed the file from the desk and gave it back to Jeremy as he sat down. "Nothing in that report suggested any wrong doing. You did what you had to in that situation, I would have done the same thing as well, the report also suggested that she was alive when you found her, she possibly went into cardiac arrest when you found her.." "That makes sense to me it really does." "I know how hard it is mate. To know someone so much." "I don't know how many more people/friends I can bury. I know I'm a doctor and all but loss is apart of the job, but I've always remained calm." Quinton put his hands to his head as Jeremy said. "You're a lot braver than I am. Because my career isn't much easier then yours mate. For all we know is we get a call and go out. We don't see what you guys do.." Quinton looked and said "After losing Claude and then Phil, I don't know how someone can put up with so much death." as the two continued talking for about another hour, Commander left Quinton to it. Quinton enjoyed his week off.

​Sebour-  Another Major Scare
As Quinton was in his office looking up medications for his headaches he was getting, they were getting much worse as time went on. Nothing in medical journals or experience could prepare him for what was going to happen to him, Quinton after the death of his son had seen a difference in his vision, started to see double and heard people talk backward sometimes, but he had to put that in the back part of his brain while he was on call. Quinton had taken a few medical students around for a tour of Sebour Trauma Hospital and was talking "And, for what we know, is dealing with loss is hard when you first start your first shift here, or anywhere you work at, someone in any form will have some type of medical emergency.." a hand rose. "How do you deal with it?" "With what?" "A patient dying? Whether its a stranger or its a family member.." Quinton nodded as he stroked the back of his head. "At first it's the worst feeling in the world, but as you get deeper into your career, it gets better. But when a family member is involved its hell. Over the years I've worked on colleagues, family and friends. Seen some tough people break down from it. Been in the room many times and sometimes you have to step back and let others take care of the situation." slow nods came across the room. "If you are prepared to take sacrifises do so, if family become involved tell your supervisor and they can send you to your office or send your home. You come back as family and not a doctor." as Quinton explained some more, he led the others around the emergency department, he was behind the rest of the young doctors, as he stopped walking. Quinton looked to see where his group was but he was seeing double. Quinton continued walking and he bumped into Dr Vinton. "Are you okay Dr Philips?" "Yeah, of course, just a bit tired you know." "You took a week off, are you sure you're fine?" "Never better." "Sure.. Keep doing what you're doing." Quinton nodded as he went back over to his group and he walked them around some more, until he finished up with them. "Alright, that's all I've got for you, I expect you all to make the right decision on your emergency choice." as Quinton let the group go he went into his office. Waiting for him was Peggy. "Dr Newton, I wasn't expecting you to be here, you know because you do run another hospital department elsewhere in town." "Of course not Quinton. But we need to talk. I heard about Jeremy." "Of course." Quinton closed the door to his office and sat down at his desk. "Nothing ever happened between us two. Nothing did." "Oh please. The last time you said that you saw Kari handing John divorce papers." "Nothing ever happened between me and Michelle, we worked together as teachers I never had feelings for her." Quinton rubbed his head as he said "She was to destined to be a principal to even notice me, but the time I quit teaching and the force she saw that I wasn't a bad guy, I was just a person like everyone else.." "She found out something to move here for a year.." "Yes, because she in training to be deputy principal, and people get sent all over the place.." "I've never been called overseas to work Quinton, but I still wouldn't do it. I have way to much to do here." Quinton nodded as he said to Peggy. "What else did you read from that file." "The same thing you did." "Of course, we all just did. It takes awhile for something like that to sink in and when it does it's messed up in everyway." Quinton nodded as he stood up as he said "Now what I more interested is how many more former friends I used to work with I have to bury." "Don't think about it like that Quinton, these people you worked with still manage to keep in touch, it's how it goes." "Phil's death made me really think on where I stood in medicine.Too watch him die and then call Kari to tell her that he died is something you don't want to do." "I know it isn't Quinton but you can't think of it like that.." Quinton raised his voice and said "I don't want to bury anymore friends Peggy, I don't know if medicine is my calling anymore." Peggy's eyebrow's raised as she said "It is your calling. Quinton I know it's been a rough couple of years but don't you dare say that.." Peggy held her hand up and she grabbed something out of her pocket, she gave it to Quinton and said "The board decided something good for you." Quinton opened the letter. "The board decided to relinquish the suspension for 3 months." "Three months.." "Is still a long time." "This place isn't for you Quinton." Peggy stood up and so did Quinton, Quinton said "I don't know how, this isn't a fit for me. It's been good so far." as Quinton was about to open the door he was uneasy on his feet. "Are you sure you're ok?" Quinton said "I don't feel ok.." Peggy sat Quinton down as she paged Vinton. "Tell me, what are you feeling?" "I've had these headaches that come and go for months. I've seen double, vision has gone weird." "When did you start feeling this way?" "Ever since Claude died, maybe before that as well." "And you haven't had it checked out?" "The headaches I could put up with." then a knock at the door. "Come in." said Peggy. Andrew opened the door and said 'What's happening? What's wrong?" Peggy stood up and said "He's not good Andrew. I want an immediate MRI." Andrew nodded and said "Help him up and we'll take him to the MRI machine." as the two helped Quinton up, they got outside when an alarm blared. Quinton started yelling out "Turn it off., Turn it off!" Quinton's weight went between Peggy and Andrew as the alarm cut off the two looked at each other with concern. Andrew called for a trolley. "Nurse, I need a trolley over here now." Peggy was on the phone to radiologist. As Quinton was put onto a trolley, Peggy said "The MRI machine is ready right now. We have no time to waste." Peggy and Andrew wheeled Quinton into the MRI room and the two put him in the machine, as the two left the room, a radiologist was watching the scan. Quinton was lying in the machine with no idea what was happening. 20 minutes later they finally had an answer. Quinton was being taken out of the machine and sent into a private room. Peggy and Andrew were sitting outside reading the results. "Oh my goodness." "Is that?" "An acoustic neuroma,." "He needs surgery. Emergency Surgery.." said Andrew. "We don't have that type of neuro-unit here. He'll have to go to General." Peggy nodded and said "I'll make it happen.", "Time to deliever the news." Andrew and Peggy went into Quinton's room. Quinton looked at them and said "It's bad isn't it?" Andrew nodded and said "It's an acoustic neuroma." "A brain tumour?, I have a brain tumour?" "The scans show that it's been there for about a year." "I take it, I am going in for surgery?" "Yes.. I am sorry Quinton, but you will need emergency surgery. You have to be transferred to the Neuro-unit at General." Quinton nodded. "Do it." Peggy and Andrew nodded. "You know the risks?" "All of them, brain damage, hearing loss, memory loss. I know the risks. I am prepared." Peggy nodded and as she got off the phone she said "The Neuro-unit is on standby. Dr Kennedy will do your surgery." "Why doesn't that surprise me.." "Quinton, shut up. Maybe this is what made you freak out after Claude's death, or a lot of things before that." Quinton shook his head and said "I doubt that. The noise sensitivity only came in the last 3 weeks, the sight was over the course of many months." as a nurse came in with a paramedic, they said "Transfer?" Quinton had oxygen prongs on his noise after the MRI, he had to be sedated for it. "All the paperwork is in order. Time to go." Andrew looked at Quinton and said "Are you ready?" "Ready as I'll ever be.." the paramedic and nurse started moving Quinton as Peggy said to Andrew "I'll keep you updated." "Of course. Thanks Pegs.". Quinton was being put into the back of the ambulance and on the way to the hospital.

​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- A Nervous Wait
It was 36 hours after Quinton had his surgery, and Peggy was still sitting with Quinton, him lying there in the bed, after his brain operation. Quinton was still in a coma to take the pressure off of his heart, but he was doing really well post surgery. Peggy was talking to him as she just finished up in the ER she decided to visit him. "I really hope you pull through this you menance. As much as I care about you Quinton, I really wish you took better care of yourself I really do.." the machines beeping like normal just as Peggy left Quinton's room she was standing outside the room, as Drexia said "He's progessing well after surgery, 36 hours after it we expect too much from these patients, but we like to see what their obs give us as well. And as I said, it will be a wait to see when he wakes up if he has suffered damage we will know. I never expected him to go through this type of surgery." "What happens if he has suffered brain damage?" Peggy said as she was walking with Vinton. "It could mean his medical career is over, or he wont go back into surgery again." "He pushes himself, you know that." "He can't do that anymore Peggy. Right now he is lying there with his body healing. He needs as much time as possible to be able to get around. A lot of people can come out okay. Others don't regain memory." "He could forget the he has a sister?" "You made that clear enough for everyone else. You've done everything you can to have a relationship with him. But its possible he'll think he's still in the force." "Shit..". As they walked into the lobby of the hospital, and sat on a chair in the main lobby, Vinton had a coffee in one hand and her phone in the other, she put her phone away to tell Peggy, "Listen, I know you're concerned with everything about his heart, but we do realise as well heart patients need a lot more care, then regular patients. He did well considering..", Vinton's pager went off, she looked down at it and swore. "Aw..Fuck.." "What?" Vinton started running without telling Peggy anything so she followed. "Drexia, what, what is going on?" as Vinton made it to the room, a nurse said "His temp has gone up to 38.5. He has a fever." Peggy walking in and catching her breath as Vinton said "Get out Dr Newton please, you cannot be in here right now." "If its his temp, whats the matter?" Quinton's heart rate increased to a dangerous beat. As Linda came in and said "Caroid massage now. Get that heart rate down." said Linda as Peggy said "Tell me what is going on." the machines were going off as Vinton said "Dr Kennedy, watch his pulse and heart rate. He's stable right now, but that can change any moment." Peggy said "You'll think he will crash?" Vinton rubbed her head and walked over to Peggy. "Dr Newton, right now you're needed in the Emergency Room. They are missing their head of Emergency Medicine." "I'm not leaving.." "Andrew got to you didn't he? Peggy listen to me, he will be fine once we get his heart rate down. What you need to do is keep yourself busy. Because your sistering is making it difficult for us to do our jobs." "I get that.. But.." "No buts Peggy. We need you to leave." Peggy nodded in defeat and went over to the door and opened it. As she walked out, Vinton locked the door so she couldn't get back in. Peggy chuckled to herself as she moved over to the window, and saw them work on him. "Linda, what's his heart rate?" Linda looking at his heartrate and said "He's bradycardiac. He's about to crash." "Prep the paddles and adrenline on standby." as they waited for Quinton to crash, Peggy was to busy watching from the outside. "I understand that." "Understand what?" "Why Peggy did what she did. I would've done the same thing." said Linda. "I overheard Andrew yelling at her. He brought up a good point. Sebour General, relies to much on The Trauma Hospital. A neruosurgical unit for the trauma hospital would take a lot of pressure off us as well. We barely got by for the funding of our cardiac ward, but it saves more people every year than going overseas." then Quinton's machine and he crashed. "He's crashed!" as Linda felt for a pulse, "He's still got his pulse, but his heart has stopped." "Charge 300." said Vinton. "Charging 300." "Are we clear?" "Clear." "Again. Charge 320." "Charging 320." "Clear?" "Clear!" then his heart beat came back. "Heartbeat! It's 90, BP is rising steadily. He's stable for now." Vinton put the paddles back on the crash cart as she looked out of the window and saw a distraught Peggy barely keeping it together. "Dr Kennedy, you trained in Cardio-Neurology?" "I did why?" "This is a huge complication." "Not neccesarily. He was fine post op, yes?" "Of course, he was placed into a coma to take the pressure off of his heart, he was GCS 10 after surgery.." "It's been 36 hours you and I both know how the first 2 days are after major surgery. He was always going to crash because of his heart, he right then had oxgyen go to his brain. We shocked him twice and got him stable. That right now is all that matters. But I would send him for a scan just in case and order a cardio exam for him." Vinton nodded and said "Can we do obs first than a scan?" Linda shook her head, "We can do both on the way to the machine." as Lidna reached for an oxygen mask, she moved the nasal prongs out of the way and said "Looks like you don't need the prongs anymore. The mask should be more suitable for you Quinton.." as Linda put the mask on Quinton, she performed his obs, and Vinton unlocked the door and let Peggy in. "What happened?" "He crashed, but he will be okay. His obs are looking much better. We're sending him for a scan." said Linda. "I'm confused, why did he crash?" "It's not uncommon, Dr Newton. He has been through a tough ordeal. Surviving surgery for one. He made it past the 24 hour window after major brain surgery.." "There's a window?" "Because the brain is so delicate and death is rarely common after this type of surgery, there is a survival window. If you make it past 24 hours, you will do everything to better your recovery. Even minor surgeries have windows. But this one is more complicated due to the risks of surgery." said Linda. "He right now is GCS 13. Which is good. If he wakes up in the next couple of days, we will see where he is suited on the scale." as Linda was helping Vinton move Quinton/his bed to the MRI room to see if there was damage done from him crashing they ran into Terese Hills, who was leaving, "Is that Quinton?" "Would it surprise you Terese?" "No, It wouldn't but what happened?" "We can walk and talk, there's a lot to catch up on." as they wheeled Quinton in to his MRI scan, Linda and Terese were talking about what happened. "Quinton was suspended from the hospital, because he trashed his house and got arrested. He was working at the Trauma hospital, when he was talking to a doctor and he felt these symptoms. They did a scan and found a brain tumour call an Acoustic Neuroma. It can change someone. Sometimes aggression and misunderstanding comes from the neuroma." "How long did he have it for?" "That's the thing.. We don't know.." "This explains his behaviour?" "As I said Terese, it was 4cm long. So it's been there a year and a half from what we know, before Claude came to visit." "So, the assault.." "Wasn't the neuroma. And you have to remember it was a scuffle.." "I still got hurt Linda.." "I know you did, but if you are thinking that this neuroma caused him to attack you.. You are mistaken.." "How the hell does it appear in a year then? I mean?" "I don't know Linda. But we do know the Neuroma is slow growing, we don't know what its exact cause is, but we know how to treat it. When it gets to the extreme for somone, emergency surgery is the only way to remove it." Terese nodded and said "What happens to him then, after surgery?" "He had to be placed into a coma, taking pressure off of his heart." "Serves him right.." "Excuse me? Are you saying he deserved to get a brain tumour? After everything he has been through?" "Of course not.." "Sounds like it Terese. Don't forget he helped you walk again, so don't be a pissy little bitch." "I beg your pardon.." "You heard me Terese. We all know the reason you don't wear heels anymore is because you screwed up your own recovery from tibial-patellar surgery and walked unaided and blamed Quinton for it. Yeah he knew what you did, and he didn't say anything. So let me tell you this. You can sing, we all know that. You lived in New York? Yeah we got that as well. But the one thing I don't need to hear is you complaining to your friends, that your surgeon messed up your surgery. Quinton has done nothing but be a good fucking doctor while he's been in Sebour, a lot of people can see that. But you can't. I get you hate him for what he did to you, but you have to face a fear one time or another, because yes he did have feelings for you, and yes he got suspended because he misdiagnosed you, but he put his neck out for A LOT of people here. So how about you show him a little more respect? Or maybe you can't because you forget he comforted you whilst your daughter was having major reproductive surgery. You seem to have a short memory Terese." Terese scoffed as Linda said "get out of my site. You make me sick." "Be glad to." "Oh and don't forget, he loved you as well. Being a total bitch doesn't help all the time does it.." "I know he loved me, but I had/have Paul now. I don't know if I could love someone as much as Quinton.." "Prove it. When we take him back to his room. Prove it. Talk to him." Terese laughed and said "I know what you're trying to get me to do." "And...Is it working?" "Yes.. Yes it is.." "You do know what I said is true though?" "I know.. I do really do." As Vinton came out with Quinton, she said "Scan came back clear. No damage to his heart, or his brain, which is good news. Considering that his heart has been through hell these last few years, he's doing a good job..." "Because he is always active. He takes his meds when he needs to.." As Quinton was wheeled back to his room, Terese, Vinton and Linda were in the room watching over him. Terese walked over to Quinton and sat on a chair next to the bed. She put her hand on Quinton's and said "I don't hold a grudge anymore. Just so you know. I haven't held one in years. You were drunk when that scuffle happened and I egged you on when you said it was your house. Nothing from that day, can make it feel better, but knowing how far you have come, as saved a lot of people, means I can put my feelings aside... So when you wake up please be ok.."  Terese stood up and kissed Quinton's forehead. She walked over to Linda and said "I have to be going now. But thank you for setting me straight.." Linda nodded as Terese walked out of the room. Linda smiled as she went over to Quinton and took obs. "You, keep taking obs like that.. And i'll never get better.." said Quinton. "Quinton...You heard that?" "Of course..." Quinton slowly opened his eyes and said "Hard not to.." "Vinton, page Peggy, Quinton's woken up." "Alright, since you had surgery 3 days ago now. I need you to know this. I want three answers from you.." "Alright go.." "What is your name?" "Quinton Stephen Philips.." "Alright good. What is the name of the surgical speciality you work in?" "Orthopaedic Trauma Surgery in the Emergency Room.." "One more.. Do you know your sisters name.." "Peggy." Linda smiled and said "Good. Good. Now I want you to follow my finger with your eyes." Quinton did that, as Peggy was sitting in his office, her pager went off saying 'He awake now. Should come. -Vinto', Peggy grinned as she left her office for Quinton's room. "Now touch your nose with your left than your right fingers." Quinton did that. Then a knock at the door. "Come in.." said Vinton. The door opened as Peggy said "How long has he been awake for?" "An hour. After he crashed we didn't expect him to wake for another 3 days.." "But of course. The body does what the body wants.".. "Now Quinton, squeeze me hands as hard as you can.." Quinton squeezed and then stopped. "Now feet. Push my hands back." Quinton did that. "What's the verdict Dr Kennedy." "GCS is 15. No neurological deficit. He remembers who we are. His memory is intact." 'Welcome back Dr Philips." "Thank you Dr Newton. Dr Vinton." "You can call me Peggy, Quinton.." "I'd rather pass on that at the moment. I understand we have a rocky relationship by the tone of your voice." Peggy rolled her eyes and said "He's not serious is he?" Quinton laughed and said "Of course not!" Peggy sighed a huge sigh as Vinton said "She never lefft your side. She loves you mate. As a sister she's doing a bang up job." "She is. Thanks for everything Peggy."as another knock on the door happened. It was Andrew. "Ah Andrew. How are you doing?" "Much better that I know you are awake. Do you remember the last thing we talked about?" "I do. I still stand by my offer. The Trauma hospital is a great hospital. That's why I wanted to donate $50,000 towards a neurosurgical unit." "You have 50k Quinton?" "I did play in the NOL for 6 years, got a retirement payout and all that jazz.. I have left over cash I'd like to spend, and a donation toward a neuro-unit for Sebour Trauma, would be the best place to put it.." "Well that's what I have come to discuss. It took 30 years for it to happen, but we got greenlighted for the neuro-unit. Your donation helps out alot thank you Quinton.." Quinton smiled and said "Of course. I'm happy to help." as the day went on Quinton had his head dressing changed and moved into a new room, where it was quieter. Quinton stayed in ICU for 2 weeks, before being sent to rehab. Quinton did well in his rehab and returned to light work duties at Sebour Trauma and oversaw the construction of the neurosurgery unit.

​Sebour- Opening The Neuro Unit
Quinton was sitting in his office finishing off paperwork as he heard a knock at the door. "Come in." the door opened and in came Andrew and Drexia. "Over on the table Quinton. Time to check your obs, you know how it goes." Quinton rolled his eyes as he went to the bed in his office. Drexia then said "Any headaches?" "No, none." "Any dizziness." "No. None." Andrew said "You know what you can do for us Quinton.." "What?" "Help us open the Neurosurgical unit. and you can come back to work, fully." "I just got back on light duties, aren't I at risk for something else." "Unless your heart gives out, not really, you are GCS 15 and you have no deficit since you had surgery, other than crashing, you are in a clean bill of health." "But what something else happens. I've had health issues for years." Andrew said "You're post op 4 weeks. Not a lot of people are returning to work, nor are they working in a hospital like you do.." Quinton nodded and said "I'll open the Unit. I'd be happy to." "I knew you would, because you're one of the strongest people I have ever seen, I've read your medical file and its off the chart with how much you have been through. Can I ask a question though?" "Go ahead.." "How did you walk out of hospital, after breaking your back? I've been a surgeon for over 30 years and not once did I see a person walk out of hospital 6 months later because most spinal patients are paralysed and it takes 2 years for regrowth of nerves after that, tell me how did you do it..." "Made it worth it in the end again. I did so much rehab it was from thoughts that I could never be good enough, I had complications, but I wanted to make sure I was getting as much rehab as possible. No one knew how hard it was to return to work." "How did you end up in the police force? How did you pass all there tests.." "I don't know that one. I really don't." as Quinton, Andrew and Drexia were talking some more. An hour later, Quinton was in a suit with the help of Andrew. As the three went to the outside of the Neuro-Unit, media and other doctors were there. "Welcome everyone." said Andrew. "For over 20 years we have been waiting and watching in some form or another that we have always wanted to take the pressure off of several hospitals by opening a neurosurgical unit for neurology patients. Sebour General has a cardiac ward, now we today are opening our Neurosurgical unit." an applause from the outside. Quinton appeared from behind Andrew and said "I would personally like to say, that this unit will save thousands of lives, and for that it will mean patients will no longer have to travel an hour to Sebour General for treatment. This unit here will staff over 30 doctors and nurses, and out of those 30 doctors and nurses 5 will be on call neurology consultants. Emergency Surgeries will be performed, as well as decompressions and spinal taps. This unit will do everything a hospital emergency ward can do, but at a higher rate and a much easier capacity, patient care will be highest priority..." Andrew smiled and said "Thank you doctor Quinton. Are there any questions regarding or relating to the Unit?" a reporter raised his hand and said "Is this unit opening because of a medical emergency that happened a few weeks ago." "We have many emergencies we send to Sebour General, but this unit was paid for by donations." Quinton butted in and said "I donated some earnings I got from the NOL and put them towards the opening of the unit. I will explain why I have a bandage on my head soon enough." "Is it regarding the surgery." "I had a tumour from my brain, called an Acoustic Neuroma, I was working here at the time and had to have emergency surgery. I had to be transferred to General for surgery, making it harder to treat because before we oversaw construction on the Neuro-unit".Quinton continued his speech and when he finished his speech he grabbed a pair of scissors and said "I declare the Sebour Trauma Neurosurgical Unit, open." Quinton cut the ribbon.

​Sebour- Andrew Goes Missing
Quinton was eating lunch in the hospital cafe, when Drexia ran up to Quinton. "Quinton, have you seen Andrew? I've been looking for him everywhere and can't find him." "No, I haven't seen him, but I can help you look for him if you need me to." "No, I couldn't let you do that." "Oh please. I haven't done anything thing remotely interesting since opening the Neuro-unit." "Are you sure?" Quinton nodded as he finished eating his bagel, he stood up and said "I'll look in his office again, you look in the neuro-unit. He's bound to be somewhere." Quinton gave Drexia a pat on the shoulder and walked to go and see if he could find Andrew. Quinton walked up to Andrew's office and opened the door. No one was in there, Quinton went over to Andrew's computer and he saw it was turned off. Quinton then opened the draw. "If I was Andrew where would I go.." the draw was empty it was a suggestion that nothing was ready for him to leave something behind. Quinton sat on his chair when his phone rang. "Philips." "Quinton, what are you doing?" "Looking for you, you idiot, where are you." "I can't tell you but this is serious." "Are you missing?" "I'm out on business. But If I am not back at the end of the day, then yes I am missing." "Andrew your wife is freaking and I'm in your office. You better not be doing any illegal." "Nothing illegal, Quinton please trust me on this." "If you are forgetting I did have brain surgery, I don't want to worry about you." "Then wait til I call you again." "Forget it. I am not lying for you." Quinton hung up and he turned on Andrew's computer and saw he had a meeting with Peggy. Quinton rubbed his chin and said "That would be right.." Quinton dialed and called Peggy. "Peggy have you seen Andrew Vinton, says here on his computer he had a meeting with you?" "He never showed up for our meeting. Which is uncommon for Andrew, we discussed the future of another project we're working on." "You think he's gone missing?" "I don't know Quinton. Hard to say." "Alright then.." Quinton hung up and put his phone down. As he stood up to leave Andrew's office he bumped into Mark. "Mark, have you seen Andrew?" "No why?" "He's missing hasn't been seen since this morning, Drexia's worried and I'm 8 weeks post op." "Have you checked the Neurological Surgical Unit?" "Its a big building, no luck as of yet. But she's worried." Mark nodded and said "You want us to start a search?" "At least have someone out there looking." Mark nodded as he grabbed his radio. "Michaels to base." "Base responding." "Be on the lookout for a doctor please, came into work this morning and hasn't been seen since, last seen at 10am going to a meeting. Over." "Base copy. Sending an officer to search. What is the missing persons name." "Vinton, Andrew." "Copy that. Will tell all officers to be on the lookout." then the radio made a callout. "Attention all officers on duty, we have a missing person last seen leaving Sebour Neurological Unit from Sebour Trauma. Male, name is Andrew Vinton.' Quinton said to Mark. "Thanks Mark. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important." "A missing person is always serious. I just hope we find him. Are you on call?" "As I said, I'm 8 weeks post op. Only complication I had was that I crashed. Heart stopped, I am intact neurologically after brain surgery, which for some people is something out of the ordinary." "We'll need everyone available." "Of course." Quinton nodded as Mark walked away. Quinton went for a walk to find Drexia. Drexia was sitting outside the new Neuro-unit. "Any luck Quinton?" "None. But Mark has been told and they have people out looking for him." "Why would he do this? I mean he never runs.." Quinton said "It's hard being a doctor sometimes. And me being suspended from a place I worked at for years, makes it hard to me to accept I'll work there again." "If Peggy wants you back.." "Peggy knows me I am competitive, and I am a good doctor. I wont rush my recovery, not after something as serious as brain surgery.." "I was told you returned to work 5 weeks after you came out of your coma after being hit by a car and having a heart attack. Normal people are in hospital for about 6 weeks pending complications, as well as the high grade MCL injury, I don't know how your still alive after all these things that have happened to you." Quinton nodded as he said "I'm going to go look for him as well, I'll message you if I find him." Drexia nodded and said "I'll go and be busy." Quinton started walking when Peggy drove and stopped the car. "Need an extra pair of eyes Dr Philips?" "Like always Dr Newton. Like always." "Get in, we'll look for him together." Quinton got into the car in the passenger seat as Peggy started driving. "We miss you at the hospital you know Quinton. It's quiet." "It's always going to be quiet. Peggy you gotta give me time. As I said I'm post op 8 weeks." "Your heart also stopped." "I get that. I'm a human cockroach. But one day my body will give up. I am prepared for that." "Of course." as they drove past a building that was used for mail drop off. Quinton said "Stop. I see something." Peggy stopped the car as Quinton said "I'll check it out." Quinton opened the door and started to walk around. He saw an open briefcase on the ground, he looked at it and it had patient files. "Oh..shit.." Quinton looked up and saw a foot. Quinton closed the briefcase and sat it back down. Quinton walked over to the foot and saw Andrew. "Andrew!" Andrew groaned and Quinton said "What happened?" Andrew moved his hand and showed a wound on his neck. "Peggy! I need you over here! Bring the first aid kit, and your phone!" Peggy got out of the car with the first aid kit and came over Quinton. "He's been sliced. Open neck wound." Andrew gargled and said "Larynx is good, airway clear.." "Your airway is full of blood, this cut is 5cm long." Quinton grabbed the phone off Peggy and called. "This is Quinton Philips, I need an ambulance here on Mailman st between the mail drop off point and the pool. Male has had his throat slit." Quinton continued what he was saying and as Peggy had gloves on controlling the bleeding, Quinton ended the call. "They're redirecting an ambulance, it'll be here in 5 minutes." Peggy nodded and said "Of course." Andrew was concious and in pain. Quinton said "He had patient files in a briefcase." "They were cancer patients..Those were for cancer trials." said Andrew. "Andrew don't talk. Your artery could be comprimised." "Page Drexia" said Andrew. "Andrew I said no talking." Peggy repiled.  Quinton took a step back as he heard sirens. Quinton phoned Drexia. "Drexia. We found Andrew. He's had his throat slit, and an ambulance is just about to come up. Sebour Trauma is the closest hospital." Quinton hung up the phone as Peggy said "You go in the ambo, I'll drive back." as the paramedics drove up to Andrew, they got out with a trolley. "Holy shit.." said a paramedic. "Keep hold of the towel on the neck. Only move it if you have to." the paramedics nodded as they worked with Quinton in sync to put him on the trolley. Peggy picked up the briefcase and put it in her car. "I'll meet you there Quinton." Quinton nodded and said "Sebour Trauma is expecting us. Lets move." the amublance ride to the hospital was a long one for Andrew. But Quinton was sitting by his side. Quinton said to him "Role reverse. You can get through this Andrew." Andrew smiled as Quinton said "Follow my finger." Andrew followed Quinton's finger. As Quinton did all the tests he stopped doing it as he said "Drexia will never let you out of her site again." As the ambulance got to the hospital they were waiting. Quinton got out first and saw Drexia and said "Andrew's lucky to be alive, we didn't find the knife, but it's a 5cm open wound. He is GCS 13, and his pain is 8/10." Quinton then said "He needs to be taken for immediate surgery." Drexia nodded and said "Do it. Save him." Quinton nodded as he said "Page cardio and vascular. Tell them we have a catergory one." Quinton stopped himself but continued walking to the OR. Andrew's life was now in the balance.

​Sebour- Andrew's Legacy Video
As a TV was set up in the Hospital Boardroom, Drexia told Quinton to tell everyone. Quinton nodded as he walked into the Emergency Room and saw that the waiting room was empty as well as there was one patient in a bed. "Shut down the ER nurse. We've been called to a meeting. It's Andrew's legacy video." The nurse nodded and said "We still have a patient in a bed." "Injury?" "Post reduction patella dislocation. Queary x-rays.He is in immense pain." Quinton nodded and said "Still shut down the ER and put all calls forward to General. This meeting is taking place. I'll talk to our guy here." The nurse nodded as Quinton walked over to the patient and said "Hey, Ross. I'm Dr Quinton Philips. And the hospital board is about to announce a legacy video. Can you look after yourself for 30 minutes?" "I can do that. Not like I'm going anywhere." Quinton nodded as he said "Is this your first dislocation?" Ross nodded and said "All I can feel is muscle spasms. Is there something you can do before you go for that meeting.." Quinton nodded as he walked away to the medicine cabinet and put some gloves on, a nurse passed Quinton the needle and said "You have 5 minutes." "I know.." Quinton walked back over to Ross and gave him the pain medication and said "That should tide you over. When I come back. I will put you in a brace, give you some crutches and give you a physio plan.." "It sounds a bit weird, but the funny thing is, is I am a physio..I know how it goes.." "You're just going to have to be a patient for awhile.." "Of course.." Quinton looked down at his watch before he put the needle in the sharps bin. He took off his gloves and put them in a bin. Quinton then said "Be back later.." Quinton turned to face the nurse and said "Let's go.." Quinton and half the hospital went to the biggest room in the hospital and waited for something to happen..

Drexia was standing at the auditorium when she said "Thank you all for coming. We found Andrew's legacy video. And we want you all to watch it.." Drexia turned on the TV and the video started.

"My name is Andrew Felix Vinton and this is my legacy video, If you are watching this I am gone, dead gone. I am the current head of medicine at Sebour Trauma Hospital and the 2nd in charge for the Neurological Surgery Unit a unit we fought for for 20 years to get. For over 30 years I have run this hospital from the ground up. Worked with the best of the best, and helped some people who hit rock bottom become the best surgeons in the world. My sister Drexia Vinton will be the leader of the NSU for however long she can take it. Dr Andrew Ross will assume the position as head of Neurology and Dr Richard Stevens will take over as Head of Emergency Medicine. People often wondered why I lasted so long in medicine, and that is always up to your attitude, to the job and to the work that you see everyday. Everyday is a new day. And everyday is a day that you can be able to be the best you can be. I was faced with a hell of a decision on who to make the next head of Medicine. And that choice was not easy, I want to put in an interim Head of Medicine and I want that person to be Quinton Philips. Quinton has put up with so much since being here and he has shown immense loyality to the hospital and is this time he is the best choice. He will pick out the next Head of Medicine. And that will be up to him who takes my legacy and my place at Sebour Trauma. To end this video I would like to apologise for my loss and I am sorry for everything I put this staff through. The staff at this hospital are some of the strongest people here and you guys can make it without me. You can do it all, dont let anything hold you back. Ever.." the video ended..

Everyone congraulated Quinton and Drexia on their new postions as they all walked out. Quinton turned to Drexia and said "You get made head of NSU, and I get made Interim Head of Medicine, what is this..." "Parallel.. Its the opposite of what I was thinking." "Don't worry. I will make you HoM. Because I wont be able to do the job. I'm not the person for this job." Drexia smiled and said "You are the right person. Do it for as long as you can, do it for Andrew. Andrew wanted you to be here and he wanted you to do his job. He wanted your career to continue, and you are needed here. It's something that would make a lot of people mad, but the board was happy for this decision to be made." "What If I never go back to General?" "So what if you don't? You'll be doing your best." "You're braver than I am Drexia. Why didn't he make you HoM?" "Because I asked him to make you the HoM. Because you have the skills and you have everything to fight for." Quinton nodded as he hugged Drexia as he said "Thank you for believing in me.." Drexia smiled and said "Get to work.. Boss." Quinton nodded as he walked back down to the hospital emergency room this time as the head of Medicine.

​Sebour- Peggy's Stroke (Season 8)
As Quinton was in his office he was talking to Tryal about how much the world he came into had changed him for the better, and sometimes it was hard for him to comprehend what was going on. "It's been tough for all of us. The death that came with all the traffic just seemed to of happened. Losing what we know has become of everyone and everything we know. We've done our best to help others, sometimes that isn't enough. Whatever we do now, depends on our brain, depends on us.." Quinton nodded and said "I never expected any of this. I mean to be given another chance. To make sure of my happiness. Andrew gave me that. Andrew made me his choice for interim head of medicine for as long as I can handle it. I have to appreciate that." "You've grown into the role. You are doing a wonderful job. Not just anyone can be given a chance to come back from the brink." "Of course. I can thank him for giving me and opportunity such as this. It means twice as much now more than ever." Just as that loud thought finished the phone rang. Quinton answered it. "Quinton, it's Karl.." Quinton concerned said "Is everything okay?" "No, its not.. Quinton, the chopper is being prepped, we're sending a chopper out." "The chopper? Who are you sending over?" Karl went quiet as he cleared his voice. "Quinton... It's Peggy." "What? What happened?" "She collapsed in her office. Quinton the NSU is the only place we can send her. I'm sorry.." "No, no don't be sorry. I'll be there when you land.Just tell me, is she concious?" "She is Quinton, but she isn't responding to commands." "Alright. I will meet you on the helipad." Quinton hung up the phone and he stood up. Tryal looked at Quinton and said "Who, who's coming?" "Peggy. She's collapsed." "And they need the NSU why?" Quinton shrugged. "I don't know.." Tryal rolled his eyes as he saw Quinton leave the room. As he was running down the corridor he saw Drexia. "Drexia, come with me." Drexia confused started running after Quinton. Quinton got to the stairs of the roof. As Drexia caught up to him. Breathless Drexia asked, "Quinton, we jsut ran halfway through the hospital. Who, who is it?" Quinton stopped with his hand on the door handle and looked with a sad look. "Oh, no..." said Drexia who looked at Quinton with a sad look. Quinton turned and opened the door, as the chopper was just above the hospital. Quinton looked at the air and saw the pilot, the pilot slowly landed the chopper, as several other nurses came to the helipad. The pilot got out of the stopped chopper, and opened the chopper door. As the door opened Quinton put his hand to face. As Karl got out of the chopper and went straight over to Quinton. "What happened?" said Quinton as he saw the nurses and Drexia move Peggy from transport bed to hospital room bed. "It's possible she had a stroke..She was okay one minute, and she dropped in the middle of Emergency rounds." Quinton paused as he remembered that she had brain surgery years ago. "Drexia, wait before you take her in.." Quinton went over to Peggy and looked at her hair, and he moved some of it out of the way to reveal a surgical scar. "Surgery scar..." said Drexia. Quinton then said "She had an aneurysm.. 2 I think if I remember it right. Could it be that?" Drexia shook her head. As she said "We can't just stand here. We need to go for a scan, than we can she what we are dealing with." Quinton nodded as they pushed the bed into the NSU, MRI scanning room, Quinton was waiting nervously outside. As Karl said "Quinton, look I'm sorry we had to bring her here. But we couldn't get her into any of our rooms. We had traumas come in over nigth and several doctors were over doing late night surgeries." "Your neuros?" "Busy, with other patients. Our operating rooms are full we had to shut down the waiting room." Quinton raised his eyebrows, and then said "Why didn't you send them here. I mean we have everything you do." "Yeah, but we're scared of losing all our patients.." "Oh please. Its only because I took over. Look trust me on this one. When I can find the right, HoM. I will return to general. In time I work here, I set my own hours. And I fell in love with Medicine again." "You did?" Quinton nodded as the door opened from the MRI scan room. Drexia looked at Quinton and said "Confirmation on what we know. It's a stroke." "So are you going to take her up to surgery?" Drexia nodded and said "Yes. Of course. But with old scar tissue from her previous surgery, it makes it a little harder to evacuate the bleed. But we can do it." Drexia pointed to a nurse and said "Please prep Dr Newton for surgery please, and hurry." the nurse nodded and she walked away quickly. Drexia turned to Quinton and said "You're welcome to scrub in with me if you want to. Or feel free to watch from the gallery." Quinton shook his head. "I need to wait somewhere else. I'll be in the recovery office." Drexia nodded and said "It's going to be ok. She'll be ok.." Quinton then said "What happens if this stroke has done some bad things already?" "You can't think like that.. But if it does.. If it does effect her, she may never practice medicine again.." Quinton looked over to the MRI machine and saw Peggy just being taken out of the machine. As she was wheeled out Quinton went over to her and said "It's going to be fine Pegs. You're going to be ok.." Peggy smiled at Quinton and slurred a "Thank you.." before she was taken away for surgery. Quinton was nervous, and he wandered back to his office. A few hours had passed and Quinton was walking around the hospital and then back to the NSU. Quinton went into the office of the recovery unit and sat down. When he heard a knock on the door. It was Drexia. "Surgery was a success. She'll have a headache for a few days. But we can get her up and moving in a couple of weeks, we'd done our job." Quinton nodded as Drexia said "Time will tell whether the stroke has done any damage. But so far, it is good. She was concious when she arrived and she made it to recovery. That's all that matters for now." Quinton thanked Drexia and he made his way into her room, he sat down on a chair next to the bed and waited for her to wake. Quinton was watching over his sister with regard for his work as well. He took calls in the room's spare call room, and he made sure that she was seen to. It was several hours before Peggy woke up, but she woke up. Quinton was pleased that she managed to wake up by herself. Quinton called in Drex who said that this was wonderful and it was a sign of progess. She did some tests before removing her breathing tube, to find weakness in her left arm, but she said that the strenght would return in time. Quinton pulled Drexia aside and said "What happens if that weakness doesn't go away?" "Physical therapy, will help in the long run. But she may have to retire if it gets worse." "Worse? You said she was fine after surgery.." "She was fine. Quinton this happens. You forget you are not a neurologist. The brain is complicated." Quinton sighed as Drexia continued explaining. Drexia then left as Quinton went back over to Peggy. Peggy smiled and said "Everything will be ok.. If I don't return to medicine. I will still run MY department, my way." "Of course you will. You always find a way.." Several weeks later Peggy was up and about, and she had returned to light duties at work. She hadn't been cleared yet, but she made up for lost time with paperwork. Peggy told Quinton that her right arm was her dominant arm and she never really used her left to do any thing, so she didn't mind. but she put in 100% to make sure she re-gained function for that arm. It took over 2 months to regain strenght in the arm but Peggy still had weakness, she had 85% function which is considered "good" and so did she. Peggy was released from hospital, and returned to work 2 months after her stroke.

Sebour Rising- Quinton's Health Battle Begins
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- Losing Walking
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- Resiging From Medicine
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- Trish Goes and Quinton Phones Kari
As Quinton was sitting in his wheelchair, he made it back to his office, and he started to fill up his box with his belongings. That's when he heard a knock at the door. "Come in." said Quinton, the door opened and it was Trish. "Hello there.. How are you doing Trish?" "So it is true. You're leaving.", Quinton nodded and said "It's for the best. Home is where I need to be" "You could still have treatment you know.." Quinton sighed and said "Everyone keeps on telling me that. But I am 68 Trish, someone who is my age doesn't cope with chemo very well and the drugs can be worse then the disease, Trish, I don't want treatment again, you know how hard it can be to put up the first fight, and every person sitting on that board has a point." "Oh what Quinton, that you don't want treatment? To me thats fine. That's just saying you lived enough, and definitely seen enough to know what cancer does to people." Quinton nodded as he put his name plackard in the box and said "I've survived so much. I watched the crash that claimed my wife's life, I've been crushed by a tree branch, I spent time in prison, got shot more than once, had two heart attacks and been hit by a car and a whole heap of other stuff. I mean who survives that? I mean who really survives that?" "Someone who's strong.. Really strong." Quinton nodded as he said "I want to ask you something.." "What's that?" "You can say no if you want to.." "Just ask the question.." Quinton looked at Trish and said "I want you to come home with me. To Snowy Region." Trish nodded said "But what about my work here? " "You always said that you divide your time between both places." Trish shook her head and said "Fine. I can join you there. But make me one promise is that you tell Kari. Terese and Paul are leaving for New York soon, do they even know about your cancer?" "Kari and John do, but Terese and Paul don't. Terese has been the strongest person I have known and it would seem wrong to railroad this on here and to tell Kari I am leaving, would break her heart." "Before you go you need to tell her." "I don't think I can, Trish she's an older woman, she doesn't need stress on her third pregnancy, I can't do that." "Do it, Quinton." Quinton nodded and said "Look fine..I'll do it." Quinton finished packing as he reached into his pocket. "Look, I have had the house fixed up for me. Take the keys and make yourself comfortable." "When are you leaving for Snowy Region?" "As soon as possible." Trish nodded as she took the keys from Quinton's hand and left the room.

Quinton got his phone out of his pocket and phoned Kari. Kari answered. "Hello?" Quinton swallowed and said "Hi, Kari its me. I have some news for you, and you are not going to like it." "Of course not, when have I ever liked your news.." "I'm going back to Snowy Region." "I knew. Somehow I knew you were going home. I don't blame you." "You're not mad?" "Of course not. You are a brave man and from everything you have faced, you deserve to go out quietly and respectfully.." Quinton chuckled and said "Take care of yourself alright? I'll miss you." "You as well, thanks for everything Kari." "Thank you for letting myself and John get back together, not many people would do that. Thank you." Quinton chucked as he said "Take care." before he hung up.

Quinton went over to his desk as he put his phone into his pocket. Quinton opened the draw and it was a pile of letters, addressed to different people, they were letters for the people he cared about. He had finished them weeks ago and he was going to send them, but at night in town. Quinton put the letters on the table as he got out his police medals, and he put them in the box. Quinton finished up cleaning his office, he took the letters and sat them in his lap, as he wheeled himself over to the door and took out his name plack. Quinton put his plack in the box and he turned the light off before he closed the door, his room empty after all his years in Sebour, Quinton looked to see the nurses and doctors rushing to a case, this gave Quinton his chance. Quinton wheeled himself to Karl and Linda's office, where he placed the letter's on their desks with other letters. He made it to Peggy's office and he knocked, no answer, so he went in and put it in her mail folder, Quinton left just in time as Peggy came out of the elevator, Quinton went to the elevator with his box of stuff and saw Peggy hold it open for him. Peggy said nothing as Quinton got in the elevator she walked into the ER. Later during the night Quinton put mail in everyone's mailbox, Quinton then got into his fixed up car and left. After many years in Sebour, Quinton was not returning.

Sebour Rising- Peggy Visits Quinton
It was a rainy day in Snowy Region as Quinton was sitting in his chair when Trish said "Quinton, there is someone at the door for you." "Bring them in. Don't let them stand out there." Trish nodded as she escorted Peggy in to the room Quinton was in, Peggy was holding a briefcase. "Peggy, it's good to see you." Peggy then said "Boy... You look like hell." Trish then said "I'll leave you guys to it." nodding as she left the room. Peggy sat down and said "The way we left things in Sebour, wasn't us. Wasn't me.." "I know it wasn't you. I've heard you. I seen the way you command your department, you demanded respect and you did what you had to." "You did what you had to as well." Peggy opening her briefcase and pulling out documents she said "I did this. I wanted you to be my family. I wanted you to be apart of our family. I signed paperwork again putting you back on as my brother.." Quinton smiled and said "I knew you would, that's why I love your heart.." "I'd want to know, why you don't want anymore treatment." Quinton shook his head and he wheeled himself over to table in the room. He opened the draw on the table and pulled out his chemo pills. He wheeled himself back over to Peggy and said "I've been doing treatment Pegs." Peggy's eyes raised and she said "You said, you weren't doing treatment, you told Karl that treatment was a no go. I mean you resigned from your position at the hospital, you moved an hour away from a decent hospital for a hospital that could get you to Sebour General in less time it would take to get to Trauma. That was a huge step for you to say you weren't even doing treatment, and then moving back home, in Mum and Dad's house I mean it is a lot to taken on.." Quinton interupted and said "I said I was going home to die as well. I wasn't going home on the basis of 'oh, I might in a 6 months to a year or so', it was 'If might do a little bit of treatment in my home town surrounded by familar surroundings and see how good I can go.' that's all I wanted to do, I wanted to do something more, I wanted to come back home." "And you came back home." Quinton put the pills in Peggy's open hand and said "The chemo drugs aren't working Peggy. It's why I look hell." "You've been through it before, and you made it. This time.." "Nothing changes. Peggy.. My bloodwork is horrible, my chances of coming through is about as strong as me walking again." Peggy rolled her eyes and said "Of course." Quinton smiled as he held Peggy's hand and said "How is everyone?" "They're ok. They are doing the best they can." "Sebour Trauma, how is Tryal going?" "Tryal is good. He's done so much for Sebour Trauma, but they had to shut down the NSU for 6 months." "What why?" "We never got told why, and I assume that everything now is in his hands." as the two continued talking, Quinton smiled as he leaned over for his oxygen mask. Peggy asked why he needed it have it and he said that he since his accident (falling down the stairs) and his other one (being shot) that he was short of breath sometimes and his ribs ached from time to time and because he was in the wheelchair that complications were common. "I know that, but you're always on the fight. Your ribs never healed the way we wanted them to and it made it harder for it be ok. You had a high grade Medial Ligament injury to your knee. You've broken your spine, you've been shot in the chest, and you have been hit by a car. You survived being on life support, you survived a kidnapping attempt and you survived so much more. Why did you leave Sebour? Where you always going to come back home?" Quinton nodded and said "I had always planned to come back home when I was old and grey. But the plan went ahead a little earlier. Trust me, I didn't just pack up and leave Sebour on purpose." Quinton put his hand up and went back over to the table for awhile and he pulled out files. He went back over to Peggy and said "I never signed off on the house, never put it up on the market." "And you want me to do what exactly?" Quinton put the files in Peggy's hand and said "I want you to take the house. Keep it. You sign off on that, and the only thing you pay is the water bill. Solar powered house, with eco living, swimming pool, bathtub spa, outdoor BBQ area with a outdoor kitchen. Great design aspect. I always heard you talk about it with Douglas. You wanted to pay for something with a little give, and a good yard." "You're giving me your house? I mean this is odd even for you.. I mean you want me and Doug?" "You and Doug.." Peggy smiled as she gave Quinton a big hug. As the two kept talking, Peggy apologised to Quinton for her behaviour toward him and she apologised for everything else, Quinton said he would've done the same in the circumstances and she was a great person and doctor. 5 hours later it was 3pm in the afternoon and Peggy got a phone call from the hospital telling her to come in as a trauma was incoming. "I have to go Quinton. Trauma incoming." Quinton nodded as Peggy grabbed her briefcase and put the house files in it. Quinton escorted Peggy to the front door to the sound of a helicopter landing in the front yard, where he then said "You've done well you know. Out off all the family, us two, we're the survivors. Mum and Dad would be proud." "Damn Skippy they would be." Peggy opened the door as she said "Goodbye Quinton.." "Goodbye Peggy.", Peggy opened her umbrella that she left at the front door and walked to the chopper that had landed for her. Quinton was watching her get in the chopper as he said "Kick ass Dr Newton.." Quinton saw the helicopter take off, as he closed the door.

Sebour TFC- Season 13 ep 25
As Quinton was sitting in the boardroom he was looking at his files on the desk as the boardmembers were talking about something and Quinton wasn't listening, Quinton was still in the States and it was his fifth year there and he was in love as well, no one in the hospital knew that he was dating one of the boardmembers, Quinton also felt regret at leaving Sebour, but he knew he had to get better in his own time. "Now.. To discuss the business we are hear for." said one of the lawyers with a thick american accent. Quinton looked up to see a woman standing at the front in heels, a dress suit and glasses. "It's the fact we have to discuss, Felix Adams." Quinton looked up and said "What about him?" "Ah he speaks." "He does speak." "Look Dr Philips. Too the people in Sebour, you are dead, you're fighting a cancer battle, and you're learning how to walk again. But Mr Adams, needs to know that his son on this hospital board is a conflict of interest." "No, not really." said someone who was closing the door. "Felix." "Listen, Julia. Quinton doesn't have time to be listening to petty things." "That's what a hospital board is isn't it?" "Legal things go on here. Quinton has practiced medicine here. We allow him to do so. But its been 5 years. How much longer does he have to be here for?" Quinton rolled his eyes as Adams said "Julia, please. We see the news in Sebour. Mark Michaels was arrested for his corruption. Paul Hills died after being shot. Kari and John welcomed another child into the world." "They did?" said Quinton. "A healthy baby girl. I thought she called you about that.." "No, that was my body double. I left the country to move here because I was so ill i couldn't get out of bed. I don't know how someone like me survives a second cancer bout of blood cancer. I lost everything the day I came over to the states. Even the news of my adoptive father shooting himself in the head, broke my heart. I can't stop thinking about it." Quinton pulled out his x-rays and put them on the table. "Here is my conflict. I can stand, only for short bursts." "Dr Philips, you were an orthopaedic surgeon yes?" "Was, is. depending on how you view it. Why?" "I have a case." Quinton put his file down and rubbed his chin. "I'm listening.." "I have a 30 year old female, presenting with chronic patella dislocation. We've ruled out EDS, family history. Did scans, nothing showed. What would you do?" "Well. I am hoping you haven't made this poor woman a pain patient. With Patella dislocations you need to be careful. If you dont send for physical therapy, it gets worse, more painful and chronic with time. Order an MRI, rule out hypermobility and if nothing shows, surgery to scope out the problem. repair the damage. You know how it goes. George.." George stared for a minute.. "Go.." said Julia. "And you better pray to god she doesn't need surgery.." George scrammbled out of the room. Quinton looked and picked his x-rays back up and said "My problem is that I've had a spinal injury before. You see the fact that I was lucky to survive the first injury, makes me lucky.." "Why?" "I was crushed by a tree branch at a camping site. I was told I would never walk again.. I walked out of hospital 6 months later." "That's very astute Quinton." said another member of the board. "Well to you it wouldn't be. But to walk out of a place like this, is why people record themselves standing up in hospital and showing their nurse or doctor, they don't give up." "I don't doubt this Quinton, not at all." said Kim. "Alright.." said Quinton, Quinton wheeled himself out of the table and to infront of the board. He pulled up his pant legs, his legs looked like sticks. "If i was to stand and walk, i'd snap both my legs. I had muscle density, I had thick, thick legs. I had quads. I was an athlete, a police officer, a teacher." "I'm highly aware of that Quinton.." "I'm sure you do." Quinton pushed himself over to the wall because it had a rail. Quinton pushed himself up to the rail. He grabbed the rail and get up. "He's standing.." "He's up.." the murmurs were said. Quinton's leg's were shaking as he took a couple steps and his legs collapsed underneath him. Carter went over to Quinton and helped him up into his chair. "Thank you Ms. Carter." Julia nodded as she moved back to her table. "5 years and this is what I get." "We see that. How are your legs.." "Not bad. But I wont be showing you a demonstration again anytime soon." everyone nodded as George rushed back into the room. "George.." said Quinton looking at him with his arms folded. "You were right.. Her MRI came back positive for bone fragments. I have to prep for surgery.." Felix said "And?" "We need legal. She is suing." Carter's eyebrows raised and said "Great going George. You're always ignoring patients." "Better watch it Carter." "I don't need to watch it. Dr Mitchell. We've read complaints, and yours are through the roof. It's shocking and it ends now. George you're fired." "You can't do that.." "This is the hospital board. There are 4 lawyers here. We can do that." George waved his hand and said "Fine. I'm gone. The case will be assigned to another doctor.." George stormed out of the room and the meeting ended.

Quinton went back into his office and he sat there. A few minutes later Julia was talking to him. "Are you sure you're alright after all that? I mean it was a pretty heavy fall." "I am fine. But I want to come with me." "Where to?" "To the physio part of the hospital." "Are you sure?" "Julia I have never felt so sure in my life. This chair has been my worst nightmare. I understand there are a lot of people in this position." "Of course. They also don't have secrets." "Oh my dear. I love you. I want to make sure I do this right. You know. Surprise those jerks on the board." "I know. That board is the only thing keeping you here you know. One false move and the FBI will make you go back to Sebour.." "And If I have to. You have to fly out first and meet me at the old house.." "Oh indeed.." Julia and Quinton kissed as Julia helped escort Quinton to physiotherapy and Quinton began his recovery to walk again. Julia was there every step of the way. Several months had passed and Quinton was improving he could stand up and walk for over half and hour, and nobody else but Quinton and Julia.

As the board was talking Quinton was late to the meeting. "Does anyone know where Quinton is?" said Felix. "Probably out getting something to eat..It is the middle of the afternoon.." "Well he is late. You know I can sense something is off. I have that feeling." "You always have that feeling Felix. After all he is your son.." Felix nodded and said "Of course.." as the door opened, Quinton was standing at the door on crutches. The boards mouths dropped to floor. Quinton entered the room and said "You're letting flies in. Shut them." "I don't understand.." said Greg. "You don't understand because you never got it. I have a special someone to thank." "Who batman?" Felix stood next to Quinton and said "No leg pain? No nothing?" Quinton nodded as he shoved his crutches into Felix and said "I worked hard over the past couple of months. Blood, sweat, literal tears. And the person who pushed me. Julia pushed me to get up again, and that's what made it easy for me." Julia stood up and "Of course. I did what I had to. Getting you up so you could continue on in your life." "What am I supposed to do with your crutches Quinton..." Quinton waved his hand as he said "I found love over the past couple of years. None of you knew and it preferred to keep it that way. I loved her from the moment I landed over 5 years ago. I thought I'd never find someone else to love again after losing Jen." Julia smiled as she looked around to see people looking around the room, there were 6 other women in the room. Julia put her paperwork down, as Quinton got down on one knee. "Julia Carter.. Will you marry me?" the room fell silent as Julia went up to Quinton and said "Yes. I will." Quinton smiled as he put the ring on Julia's finger and he hugged her.

Sebour TFC- The end of Sebour General
As the head of the hospital was talking to someone on the phone while other people where in the room. As he finished his phone call he put the phone down rubbing his face. "So Hank, are we going anywhere?" Hank rubbed his face again and said "I don't know, that phone call got me nowhere. Even the Medical Board doesnt know. We may all lose our jobs." "But why? I mean there are plenty of places to shut down in Sebour, but why a hospital? We save lives surely that has to be important, it sets up a dangerous wave of us being stressed at tough times and i dont want to compromise a patients health because of a shutdown it should'nt happen." said Vinton. "Vinton, I'm sorry we all couldn't do what you did for 3 years, but no one knows why they are being quiet and i dont know what will happen." Vinton rolled his eyes and said "That was for safety reasons alright. What the government is about to do is dangerous. They're playing these cards so close to their chest.". Hank said "Look everyone, until we know what's happening, keep up work and try to be positive. You all have a job to do and until we know what is happening, you need to make sure you keep up patient care and look after everyone. It's not going to be easy to see this place shut down. But we'll always be together." Rogers then replied "I'm too old to start a new job. If everything goes the way its meant to I should've retired 15 years ago..I'm in my 70s, no doctor should be working at 70, but I just love my work so much it was hard to quit.." "I know Rogers.. I know.." As Hank let everyone out of his office he shut the door and put his head on the desk and said to himself. "Whatever's going on, don't let this ruin them..". As the day ended with Hank stressed that everyone wasn't going to have work to come back to, he was online reading what places in Sebour were closing, only 3 were, and the reasoning behind it was to make room for more homes, and the hospital was on prime land for building property. Determined more then ever to make sure this didn't happen, Hank called an old friend who worked on the Land Protection Agency.. "I'm truly sorry Hank, but the hospital has been ear marked for years." "So that's it then. Over 1,000 people are out of a job, all because the government wants to build homes? Please tell me that is a joke." "Sorry Hank, but what's done is done. The hospital will get its marching orders to vacate in the coming months.." "Months? Months? It takes over 5 years to build a hospital and its going to be destroyed within months? We have medical waste, equipment that has to go places, they expect it?" "I'm sorry but they do." "You're not sorry at all. Are you?" "I can't say im not surprised that they chose Sebour General, Hank. But the paperwork has been earmarked for over 10 years. The hospital has to go.." "Then why not turn it into apartments? You don't have to knock anything down just build on a few walls.." "Hank, it's not possible due to the radiation from the x-ray room, Sebour General has high amounts of x-ray radiation and that is part of the reason its being knocked down. They'll replace the dirt, and give people the once over. Its the end of the road for General. You just have to believe me. I have another call waiting. I'll talk to you later.." The phone hung up and Hank put his phone down. Hank was furious that the hospital was going down this way, but he couldn't do another about it now. He had to inform everyone that the hospital was done. The next day as the doctors where busy saving lives someone else made his way into the building and to Hank. "Ah Tuck, you must have some idea on what's going on." Tuck nodded and said "From what I've been informed of is that they want everyone here to go to the Sebour University Medical Hospital.." "for real? That hospital's training program has been called the worlds hardest program to get into, and only 4% get in." "Yeah that one." "You've been apart of it for years, what makes you think everyone here will take the job?" "Because it goes great on a resume." "Of course.." the phone then rang. "Hello, Hank Summers.." as the call went on the defeat on Hank's face was now apparent. 10 minutes later he put the phone down and said "That confirms it...Sebour General's done, I guess the phone call I had last night really showed where the respect of Sebour General went.." Hank grabbed the phone and dialled to everyone. "I need to see all heads of faculty in the boardroom. This includes the wardsman and the nurse unit manager. We need to discuss something serious.." Hank put the phone down and he looked at Tuck and said "I just hope you have a big Medical Facility for all these workers, if not I'll personally throw you off the hospital roof." Tuck nodded as Hank opened the door and walked to the boardroom. Everyone was sitting nervously either on the floor or on a chair. As Hank and Tuck walked in, questions started to be asked and the Nurse Unit Manager said "What's going on?". Hank sat in a chair and rubbed his eyes, he was mad he said "I'll tell you what is going on. Him.." meaning Tuck "Is the director of Medical Programming at Sebour University Medical Hospital." "Yeah and so what?" said the head of orthopaedics. "After receiving a call not just 10 minutes ago... Sebour General is done. It's over." gasps entered the room as Hank continued. "Of all things to end this hospital.. We have to leave because they want to build apartments..Of all things homes!" Hank grunted and said "Tuck here has said many of our staff can join SUMH, or we can retire." Karl said "Let me ask something.. If we tried hard enough could we stay?" "No.. not really. They would force us out anyway. Sebour Trauma is safe because of the NSU.. We have nothing.. Literally nothing.. All we have is an Emergency Department named after a former worker." Douglas chimed in and said "What if I have a conversation with Mthembu? Maybe he can cancel this..We can't lose our jobs now.." Hank nodded and said "Try. but take it outside. Last I heard you two weren't on speaking terms.." Douglas nodded as he took the call outside. "I have to say. Hospitals are known for radiation did you tell them that when you were on the phone?" "I did, they said they would take all the dirt and everything with it and replace it. We could take it to court but by the time they get to it it'd be too late." "Can I ask why is the government offering to put us up at SUMH?" "Because it's halfway.. The only thing in the middle where SUMH is, are schools. That's why.." said Tuck. As Douglas came back into the room Hank said "And?" "And nothing. Mthembu said it was all signed off on months ago. It wasn't made official until today." "And what else there has to be something else?" "He said that the hospital isn't being knocked down, its going to be repurposed as a facility for those to combat drug addition. The apartments will be those patient rooms." "Are you serious? A Facility for those to combat addiction?" said Tryal. "Sebour does not have one, and they thought that if those built one it'd be a huge waste of money. Now they chose Sebour General because of how big it is.." as Hank was about to continue, an argument broke out between all them. Outside a man was walking towards the doors of the boardroom, he opened them but no-one noticed as they were arguing. The man let out a whistle and said "That's enough!" as the bickering stopped everyone turned around and starred at this man. The camera moved around to reveal who it was. It was Quinton....

Sebour TFC- The Return (season 14)
"You have to be joking.." said Douglas.. "You should be dead." he said as he rubbed his eyes. Quinton shut the doors and said "It's a long story.. A very long story.".. "You don't get to walk in 14 years after we buried you. You don't get to say 'It's a long story.' You don't get to say that. Not anymore.." Karl looked and said "I don't know what's worse. Knowing the hospital's shutting down, or why you bothered to show up." Quinton cleared his throat. "You want to know why? Alright.." Quinton sat down on a chair and said "I was very ill. Very ill." "We work in a hospital, very ill means you're on the brink of death." said Hank. Quinton nodded as Vinton was mocked by Linda. "So, you did a Vinton? You disappeared, had a body double, let them die?" Vinton looked at Linda and said "For the last time, that was for security reasons, I had threats to my life. You could at least acknowledge that." Linda clapped back "I do. And for one thing what you did was brave. What Quinton did is unforgivable." Quinton agreed "It was.. I had a body double for years. And when I returned home to Snowy Region, and I received a call from my double that he was ill as well, he didn't expect to last 6 months and I invited him to join me in Snowy Region, so he could be comfortable." Quinton coughed and he said "Trish didn't know, as I told Trish I would message her when I needed her." "So.." "Too answer that. Yes I saw Peggy one last time, and after I saw her I received a call from the states, i wasn't expecting it but I took the call and this man wanted me to fly out so he could take care of me." "Take care of you? Who was it?" Quinton sighed and said "It was Felix Adams." gasps went through the air before Karl said "You mean the army man who told your father to rejoin the army? Not once but 4 times? He called you?" Quinton nodded and said "I agreed to it and I told my body double he said go for it. I gave him Trish's number and Adams flew out on a plane just to get me. We did the swap over and no one knew the wiser." "but why? You were keen on dying at home. You resigned from the hospital and left, we buried you and.." Quinton interjected and said "My lawyer was involved so he helped there, he knew about and he listened to that call Trish made. He never filed a death certificate and he made sure that no-one knew I was alive." Quinton stopped as he took a sip of water.

Quinton said "I don't regret what I did. You all have the right to be angry, to be pissed off even, but what I did for my body double was top notch. He had no one else to turn to and I gave him my home and a few people to chat with before he died. Smithy was a close friend who once told me 'Battles aren't won when its over, its won when the last person fails to give up hope.' and he was right. I had given up any chance of being healthy again, or walking for that matter. He gave me hope he told me to take what Adams offered because it was the only chance I had to be healthy again. I said sorry to him for doing this to him and said he 'don't you dare say sorry. you say sorry the moment you walk back into that hospital boardroom..' And here it is me 14 years later, in no pain for the first time in my life, doing what I should've done years ago." "But what injuries did you have looked at?" "Every single one of them. What made it more interesting was the fact I never knew that my back was in such a bad way. they have more powerful machines over there and they did scans and it showed a heap of compression breaks, muscle tears etc. I wasn't the easy thing to know that if i agreed to surgery, i may die or i may walk again was proving the choice." "How many years did you spend learning to walk again?" "In total? 5. Because in that timeline i was undergoing intense radiation treatment for the blood cancer, and I wanted so hard to give up, but with help from Adams himself and the army, I learned to eat again, I hadn't had a proper meal for 8 months at that time, and I learned to walk, run, jump and put a shirt on again. Tie my own shoes up, bend down, go to the toilet and even have a shower again. We take so much for granted, so much..And I was on board of course, but there was plenty of hate." Quinton was about to continue when Summers said "What does your return have to do with this hospital?" Quinton turned around and said "I was apart of the Building and Planning Commission." silence entered the room.

Quinton looked down as Summers said "You chose Sebour General? You chose to tear down Sebour General for what? A junkie rehab facility?" Quinton stood up and he towered over Summers and said "I had no say in what building we should have used for a Spinal Injury Treatment Surgery and Rehab Centre (SITRC) I had no say in it at all." Summer paused and said "Did you say Spinal Rehab Centre? This town already has one! Its the NSU at Sebour Trauma.." "The NSU is a Neurosurgical unit for you know the Brain.." said Drexia.. Summers said "Then how did you know about Douglas becoming prime minister when you were overseas." "Come off it Summers. I kept up with the news like a normal person. I'm not stupid. I knew Peggy died, I knew Kari died, and I knew about what happened with Mark. There were some nights i wanted to message someone and talk to them, but no one wants to get a message from someone who looks 28 but is really 54.. So yes I knew about Douglas' rise to power in my 13th year in the States.. I left in the 14th year to come back home. So I did."

As hours went by with Quinton explaining away why he decided to come back he claimed that when he returned he worked with Mthembu behind the scenes and did a few odd jobs for him and telling him to made sure if Douglas retired to take the transition of power with open arms. He also said the day Daya and Montana were killed that Mthembu was 'devastated' that he had lost both of them and that he knew that it was Quinton from day dot but didn't say anything to the BoAP. Quinton also explained that he joined the Building and Planning Commission to make sure General was used in a way that would be respectful for all involved.

As Summers and Hampton had words in the office, Quinton was making nice with Douglas and everyone else. "I made a serious judgement call back then.. And I apologise.. I really messed up here." Quinton wiped away tears and said "It was a crap situation I got myself into.." everyone hugged Quinton, as everyone finally agreed it was time to move on from Sebour General and take up the offer of working for the Sebour Uni, because they thought it would be a good one. as Summers and Hampton returned from the office they shared the news. "We just had a phone call with Mthembu and the BPC, and we told them we would like to stay here, but they decided against it, saying that that spinal hospital, needs spinal management, and thats not us. But the BPC and the SUHM have agreed to allow three doctors one a week to work here, with paychecks for those who donate time here going back into the hospital." Everyone cheered but didn't notice Quinton slipping out of the room. He decided to take a walk.

Sebour TFC- The End (Season 14)
As The hospital board finished talking about what they were going to do with their future. Karl turned around and said "Hey.. Where did Quinton go?" "That was weird, he was here a second ago." Douglas lowered his head and rubbed his face. "I don't know.. But I think we made the right decision. It must've been Quinton's return that caused it.." "His return? for sure.." "Are you for real? He was in the US for over 10 years learning how to live again. He heard every piece of news, and he didnt do this for us, he did it for himself. He watched everything from a distance." As they argued again and this time it was very sweary and wordy, Douglas whistled and said "Enough. Alright listen to me. Quinton did what he had to. And for everything we know is that he lost just as much as we did, we lost so much in those years he was gone, but none more then him and its going to be hard to forgive him for what he did, and of course he in a way doesn't deserve to come back to this hospital, nor could or should he be able to work at the next." "Oh can it Douglas." said Hank. "I understand what he did, even if none of you don't. He was ill he let someone else live his last days and he made sure that he got himself right." Hampton nodded and said "Whatever happens too this hospital when it gets turned into the Spinal Rehab Clinic, is that Quinton will be given a contract for SUMH because he is everything we need." "What makes you think he still practiced medicine? What makes you think he wants anything to do with Sebour University?" Douglas waved his hand and said "We're not discussing this further. What happened, happened maybe for the best. Argue for all you want, I think I know where he went." "Where?" said Karl. Douglas looked down and then up before his voice broke. "I think he went to the cemetery." Douglas put on his jacket and said "He's still the person we knew all those years ago. And he knows what he did may have ruined his reputation, but not everything is as it seems. We never thought after Peggy died she had so many health problems. Or that Mark was a horrible person. Or that Paul divorced Terese 3 days before dying, so don't you think for one minute that he hasn't forgotten what he has done." everyone nodded as Douglas said to Hampton "How long before the contract for this hospital gets torn up?" "We have another couple of months. but whatever it takes to keep people here for the spine rehab centre, is the fact that we need as many people as we can get. Unless you want to start the process now, which gives us at least a month to remove staff and empty rooms out." Douglas walked over to the door and he turned and said "Lets prepare. No point dragging this mess on." "I'll inform staff." said Rogers. "You'll do no such thing.." said Tuck. "That's my job I am the boss here, and it should be me who tells everyone when they leave." "And its my job to.." again another argument broke out, as Douglas shouted "Enough!" as he smashed a glass on the floor. "This isnt up for debate. I'll inform the staff when I come back. Now shut up and get back to work.." Douglas opened the door and he slammed the door shut.

As Quinton was walking down the cemetery gardens he walked past all the people he knew, he was holding flowers as he had his head down. Quinton stopped at the end of the plot, to see the first stone was Kari's. "Oh Kari.. I'm sorry for everything that happened between us. I just hope you understand what happened between us wasn't an accident, but an act of true love, I cared for you and your kids, I wish I had told you what I did, because it was hurting me to know if you were okay. I never found it easy to leave you. I hope John visits you.." Quinton stood up before going to the back end of the plots. He the headstone of Peggy, and he had a tear roll down his eyes. Quinton walked up to it and he kneeled on the ground and put the flowers on her grave. "I don't know. I don't know how to explain it Pegs. I don't know anymore. I went over to the United States to get healthy again, I always wanted to be healthy again, and it was a great idea at the time, but I think it was a regret." As Quinton kept talking, he made it clear that going over to the states was a regret and that if he had the chance, he would have done things differently and that he would've stayed in Sebour. Quinton didn't know but Douglas was standing behind him for 10 minutes. Quinton said one last thing before he broke down. "I miss you Peggy, and I have for the longest time, I'm sorry.." As Quinton brokedown, Douglas put his hand on Quinton's shoulder, as Quinton turned around and Douglas hugged him as Quinton said "What have i done.." "You did what you had to mate. Peggy somehow knew you were still alive, and that's what kept her hopes up. You now are seeing what happened. You can mourn now, you can mourn properly, you take this emotion and make something of it." Quinton wiped his eyes as he said "Like what?" "Joining Sebour Uni's Medical Hospital. Hampton said he'd give you every opportunity and he will give you a contract. All you have to do, is make sure you are ok returning to medicine." Quinton smiled as he said "bring it on. very keen to return to medicine. Been doing a lot of rounds during the years." Douglas nodded and said "lets go.." as the two left the cemetery, they made their way back to the hospital boardroom, where everyone from before was still gathered. Quinton said "I know what you all think of me, and quite frankly i don't care anymore. But I am ready to return to medicine and I am prepared and am ready to sign on with the University." Hampton nodded and went over to Quinton, he looked at his eyes and said "Have you been crying?" Quinton nodded and said "Yes.. Because I mourned for the first time in years and it hit me all at once. I want you all to know, that i do have a couple of regrets about what happened, I would change it but I can't." Quinton explained the fact he wanted to make sure he wouldn't let anyone down again and that he was prepared to take on the same emotion as he had previously shown.

A couple of hours later Douglas called all the staff togethers and said "I have an announcement to make.. The hospital has ended. I want you all to know that the University Hospital has agreed to take everyone here on and if you feel like you need to take time away please do." Douglas explained that the hospital was being changed into a Spinal Rehab Facility and that they would keep a few staff from the hospital for the facility. You all have a month to pack up your things and leave the grounds.." as everyone um'ed and ah'ed at the prospect at not having a job a few of them agreed to stay on and many more decided it was the right time to leave. The staffed hospital of over 1000 people, 100 agreed to stay, 300 retired from the job and decided to take on a new job. A month later everyone of the board had a final meeting before turning the lights off to the hospital one last time.

2 months later Sebour University had changed its name to "Sebour General Hospital" as the Spinal Facility was named "Sebour Spinal Rehabilitation Hospital", many people who were on the board of Sebour General was the same board. It consisted of Rogers, Tuck, Hampton, Tryal etc. As Quinton returned to medicine in a big way he was named the Head of Orthopaedic Surgery with emergency room training. "Ah Quinton, you heard?" "Yeah, A crash on the high way. at least 50 injured. We'll get most of the traumas everyone else will go elsewhere." as the patients started coming in Quinton, Karl and Linda came together and said "Lets do this." as the day went on Quinton was shown in surgery with Linda, and making sure he was okay with being in an operating room. Quinton was happy not just because he was back in medicine but because he was happy again.

Sebour TFC season 14 ep 27
Quinton was sitting in his office at the hospital in Sebour. He rubbed his eyes as he finished up some paperwork. Quinton was pacing around as he looked up at the clock. It was one in the afternoon. The phone then rang Quinton answered it "Dr Philips." "Quinton, boardroom is ready." "Thank you, be there soon." as Quinton hungup the phone, he left his office and went upstairs. "How, do we know something like this doesnt happen often?" "Because it makes no sense. It was rare." Julia stood up and said "Dr Vinton, If I may ask.." "No you cannot Carter, what do you know.." "Alot more then think.I may be a hospital lawyer, but its not like you dont pickup on medical jargon and terms.. I happen to know that an MI is a heart attack and a CVA is a stroke. Like all the lawyers on this board we do know jargon." "I'll give you that one." Julia sat down as she rubbed her eyes. Quinton said "I dont care about this mess anymore.." "Well, he's not suing you.." "I know he's not. But for godsakes, sometimes you're so vain.." Quinton stood up and walked over to the door. "Where are you going?" "For a walk. if thats okay.." Quinton opened the door and he walked out and he went down to the hospital carpark. Quinton walked over to his car and opened the door. He got into the passenger side and opened the glove compartment, there was a small bottle of alcohol, Quinton was about to open it when he thought of the last time he last drank. Quinton put the bottle down. Quinton put the bottle on the seat and went over to a bin and brought the bin over to the car. Quinton but the bottle in the bin, and then Quinton got another bottle from underneath the seat, Quinton opened it and he took a quick sip Quinton gagged at the flavor and tossed the bottle in the bin. Quinton then cleaned out his car, to Quinton's surprise he had thrown out 20 bottles of alcohol. Quinton got out of his car and put the bin back where it was. Quinton sat back down in the car with the door shut. he got a pack of chewing gum out of his glovebox as he watched someone go to the bin and take out the grog. Quinton chuckled as he thought it was time to go back into the hospital. Quinton put his gum in the bin as he locked his car he walked back into the hospital and up to the boardroom floor. Quinton walked back into the room and he saw everyone standing up looking shaken. "Hey what happened?" "We don't know what happened, we were all talking and one of our lawyers just collapsed.." "Which one?" "I don't know..Had the surname Carter.." as the lawyer turned to face Quinton, Quinton had already left the room. Quinton ran to the stairs and went down to the neurology ICU. Quinton got there and he was stopped by Babcock. "Quinton what are you doing down here.." "I just heard about someone collapsing the boardroom.." "Of course. It was one of the lawyers.." "You have to let me in there.." "Quinton, I cannot let you in there. They are running tests.. and besides you arent family.." Quinton put his hands on his head and said "That woman has been more family to me then my own family.. You have to let me in there." "Quinton you know the rules. I know you have a connection with her, but we cant let you in.." Quinton turned around and said "She helped me walk again. When I was over in the states. She pushed me, and she made me better." Quinton turned around and faced Babcock with a tear rolling down his cheek. "She saved me from myself." "Of course she did. Quinton you need to go.", "Hey.. what's this racket.." said Vinton. "Drex.." "I need you to be quiet. I have a patient. She needs her privacy and she needs you to be quiet.." Babcock nodded for security to come over and take Quinton back upstairs. "Quinton. You have a connection to Carter, we all do.." as security grabbed Quinton's arms and started to walk him back to the elevator Quinton said "She cannot be alone.. I'm her husband!!" The guards stopped as Babcock looked on and said "Please tell me this is a joke.." Quinton wrestled free from the guards and said "No. We've been married for 18 years. That I am not telling a joke about.." "You never mentioned it.." "Is it anyones business? We got married over in the states, she helped with my rehab and cancer survival." Quinton was furious as he said "Now, can I go an see my WIFE!" Vinton nodded and said "We had to sedate her. She suffered a stroke during the board meeting." "All this is 20 minutes?" "It came on suddenly. Strokes like this happen." "How is her GCS?" "She's GCS 10, responsive, but nonverbal." "How are her odds at coming away from this with no defects?" "She's in good health. Stroke patient recoveries vary, one patient can recovery in days, some never do." Quinton and Vinton stopped outside Julia's room. "Does she need surgery?" "Not at this point. We have her on some medication to clear the clot, scans indicated that the clot broke apart. It's watch and wait at this point." Quinton nodded as he put his head to the glass. Vinton put her hand on Quinton's shoulder and said "You picked a good one Quinton. She's something special." Quinton opened the door and he got onto the bed with Julia. Quinton held her hand and used the other to rest his hand on her head. Quinton teared up and said "Stay with me honey.. Please stay with me. You'll be fine. We'll go back to Texas, we'll see the farm again..Just please stay with me" outside the room Babcock and Vinton were watching. "Do you think she'll recover?" stepping away from the window, Vinton said "I have no idea. If she does survive the night, we're good on that." "She's sedated how are you supposed to tell.." "If you haven't noticed Jerrod... she isn't on a breathing machine. meaning her breathing isn't compromised and she has complete respiratory awareness." Babcock nodded "Of course." Babcock sat down as Vinton kept watching through the window. 48 hours later Quinton was awake and he got out of the bed to go to the bathroom. When he came back he heard "lay with me... you were warm.." Quinton looked and said "Julia, you're awake!." Julia smiled as Vinton came in. "Not stopping the lovebird am I?" Quinton confused said "What?" "You're a heavy sleeper. We put you on the chair whilst we took Julia here for scans, and put you back in bed when we were done." Quinton fixing his shirt said "I slept in the bed all night?" "You did." said Vinton. "What were the results? How were they?" "They came back great. The MRI shows no damage to the brain and no damage anywhere else." Julia then said "What about paralysis?" Quinton turned his head, and cocked it at Julia. "What? Just prepping.." Vinton said "That's what we are going to test out. can you raise your arms." Julia raised them halfway. "Fist." she made a fist. "raise a leg at a time." she did that. "And for the ultimate test.." "You're not getting her out of bed are you?" "Quinton. May I remind you stroke care is much better then it used to be. She had a stroke, scans had no damage shown, we let the brain rest 48 hours, which we have, and we try to get that patient up and walking, if they can." "I was out for 2 days?" "You sleep when your stressed. You deserved it.." said Julia. Quinton stepped back as two nurses came in with a walker. Quinton watched on as they helped Julia stand, Julia walked assisted without any trouble. Quinton smiled as Julia said "This is good. Isn't it.." Quinton nodded as a nurse said "We'll get you back in bed and come get you again later. If you can walk with the use of a cane, then you can go home.." "So no, months of rehabilitation? No rehab or anything?" "Normally I would, but since she had no weakness on either side, or any deficit besides favouring the right leg, medication and rest, will be my orders." Vinton smiled and walked out of the room. Quinton smiled and he kissed Julia. A few hours later, Julia was walking around with the use of a cane, as Quinton was talking to Vinton he said "Why is she favouring one leg? Is that normal?" "Its not uncommon after some trauma." "Is it permanent?" "It can linger. Quinton she he had stroke, she's not recovering from spinal surgery." Quinton gave Vinton a look. "It happens. That is why I gave her the cane. She can use it for as long as she needs." Quinton nodded and said "Fine..But I may not believe it.." 3 weeks later Julia and Quinton were on a plane to Texas. As they arrived at the farm the two watched the sun go down. Quinton held Julia in his arms.

Sebour TC (ep 1)
"Alright thanks for letting me know.." said Karl as he hungup the phone. Karl gathered the staff and said "We'll need to be on our toes today, that was Quinton. He's been invited by the high school to teach PDHPE for the day. So we need to get on without an orthopaedic surgeon for the day." Everyone nodded and they walked away. Karl went into his office and he shut the door. He was catching up on paperwork. Tryal and Linda were working together in the ER, and many other doctors were working in unison and helping each other out, even without Quinton there the hospital was running smoothly.

"Now.. as a doctor we can tell you that the first thing you should take care of in a first aid situation is yourself. We see to many first responders get hurt, freak out. the thing to do is remain calm. Because they are as scared as you." Quinton said to a Year 11 PDHPE class. Quinton was pacing up and down the room answering questions and even showing demonstrations of first aid to students using the school first aid supplies. Quinton then walked back over to the desk and sat down. He said "I love my job. And everything that we do is to benefit those who need it most." as the bell went, the students thanked Quinton for his insight and they left the room, Quinton's phone then rang and he took the call. "Yeah, its a great day i'm having here. i want you to know its okay Felix. I never felt better. Those breathing exercises have been working very well." as Quinton was talking another class walked in, and Quinton said "I have to go. Another class just come in." Quinton hung up and introduced himself to the class. In the building, the floors were moving, but no-one could hear them.

Hours later.. Karl was in his office when he got a call. "Karl this is Jeremy. You need to clear the Emergency Room. There's been a building collapse at the high school." Karl's world collapsed as he said "Which part?" "We don't know yet. The students and staff have been evacuated to the school oval.. Karl we need some search and rescue. Can you spare anyone? We have some people on the way, but we need some with medical experience.." "I'm already down Quinton, but yeah i can send some people out. I just need to shut down the ER.." "thanks Karl.." Karl hungup and he rubbed his face as he put the phone down. Karl paged Hampton, and Hampton came into Karl's office. "What's this about Karl?" Karl looked up and he said "there's been an accident at the high school. A big one." "What happened?" "Building collapse. We need to shut down the department and send those who arent sick to their GP or Sebour Trauma.." Hampton nodded and said "Done.." Karl and Hampton walked to the ER. Gathering staff and nurses. As Hampton was about to start the TV in the ER cut to breaking news. "We have breaking news this afternoon at Sebour High School. As you can see from the air the school's PDHPE building has collapse for a second time in as many years. There are reports coming from the ground that the building's middle foundations broke down over the years. Right now police, and ambulance officers are helping those in a triage area on the school oval, and over 1000 students and staff are still missing. This is Hector Reporter, reporting for Sebour News." the TV cut out as everyone in the ER waiting room walked out without question. "Never thought i'd see the day they'd actually leave without being told." said Karl.. Hampton then said "Shut it down and close the waiting room. As of now we are in the red. We are waiting for those affected from this collapse. Also I need a few down there to help with search and rescue.. Karl and Tryal you two can go down." they nodded as they ran out to the MRU car. Hampton looked at everyone else and said "It's going to be okay..Believe.."

At the school, the sound of helicopters overhead was loud and sirens were going off. Quinton was lying underneath rubble, all he could see was daylight.. Quinton was on the top floor when his happened. Quinton lifted his head and saw no-one else was in the building. he remembered he yelled for them to get out or duck under something. Quinton put his head back down as he remember an old army technique. To breathe in and slow down the heart rate. Quinton then yelled out "Help!" twice, no one could hear him. Outside Karl and Tryal were talking with Lomax. "So, update me.." said Karl. "I don't know.." said Lomax. "This building should've been demoed years ago. This wouldn't of happened." as Karl rolled his eyes Kilmer appeared and said "We just took numbers. 150 students have been called back here after they signed out. almost all the staff are accounted for. Many only have cuts and bruises. Others are in shock." "What are the official numbers for this school?" "at least 1,400. Give or take the day. Today was recorded 1,380 at roll call. We got called from the PDHPE teacher that runs the footy, those 20 students are with them." "Tell me something Kilmer, when this building gets searched and ticked that many are safe what happens?" "A process has to take place." Karl then said "You were apart of the school board at one stage were you not?" "I was Karl. It changes every year. But if their is ever a major accident at a school like this one today. We have to shut down this area of the school, remove the debris and rebuild." "Considering this happened twice, the school board isnt keen on rebuilding again.." "With the latest incident.. If there is anyone pulled out dead. We'll have no choice, but to shut down this whole area, and conduct an internal investigation.." "Really? An internal investigation? The only thing that needs to be investigated is why this building after collapsing more than a decade ago, was considered safe to be rebuilt, especially since it was a school maintenance officer who didnt see the floor diverts, which led to the death of a staff member who was pregnant at the time as well." "Mr Kennedy.." "Don't you dare Mr Kennedy me. It is nothing but excuses. A criminal investigation will take place this time. We all know that. The shoddy safety record of this school will see it shut down in a matter of weeks. There are 4 other schools in this area with a better record then this one. You know how many people end up in hospital from his school alone?" "No. I don't.." "for every 100 people brought into the ER.. 30 of those are from this high school. It shouldn't be ignored. All the Education Board cares about is saving face" Karl was relied up when he ended the conversation with "If you don't mind David... I am going to save some lives.." as Karl walked away, Kilmer took a phone call.

As Quinton tried to remove debris from his body, he was starting to feel the pain. He noticed something about his leg wasn't right. he realised it was broken, and he was calm about it. He was sore and sorry, but he remembered some of the training he got when he served in the army as a medic. Quinton slowed his breathing down as a chopper went past and it rattled the room around and a staff desk which was turned up fell on the concrete Quinton was on, and he yelled "Help!" again. He tried again, but this time it was to much and he passed out. "Hey did you hear that?" that Karl.. "Sounded like someone yelled out help?" Karl got some gear and a radio, he got into the school foyer and went through the doors to the first floor. Karl had a mask on to protect himself from any particles in the air. Tryal followed and said "Oh my god.." they were in shock. The building was a complete mess. "I just hope there are no dead bodies here. not after last time." the two were with other rescuers and they scoured the building. They got to one room where it was just a mess. "This is awful." As Karl was about to leave he stepped on something.. Karl looked down and realised it was a hand. "Guys.. I need your help over here." they came over to help, they lifted the table of the concrete and saw Quinton. "Shit.." said Karl. Karl reached for Quinton's neck and said "He's got a pulse.." Karl put his head to Quinton's nose. "We need to move this concrete now. He's breathing but barely.." Karl then reached for his radio and said "This is SR crew 1, we need a spine board in here right away." Karl looked up and all he could see was sky.. "Hey many floors did this building have?" "4.." replied a rescue worker.. "He fell 3 floors and survived? How?" as they started to lift the debris. "Quinton was in the army yeah?" "Yeah went with his dad for a tour. Was taught breathing techniques. Its likely when the building collapsed he was under the sports storeroom i bet under this debris, is a mat, they arent soft, but they'll do. He slowed his breathing and his heart rate." as they got the debris off Quinton, the damage could be seen. Karl grabbed his bag and grabbed a collar and put it around Quinton's neck, as he made the call to intubate Quinton. A spine board was brought in through the rubble and Quinton was taken to the triage area for his other injuries to be assessed. "It's happening again..." said Karl.

Sebour TC- Tough Choice (ep 2)
As they were checking out Quinton's injuries in the triage area, Karl said "We need to get the chopper here now. He needs surgery on this leg injury.." As Lomax ran up to the two he said "Guys, you need to hurry with Quinton, because we're pulling out more people." "Lomax.. We need a chopper." Lomax nodded as he pointed to the air. "There's one coming in now. One of you get on it explain his injuries then come back. We at the moment can't spare anyone.." and as the chopper landed Quinton was placed on a stretcher and taken to the chopper. Karl jumped in and said to Tryal "keep helping as much as you can." Tryal nodded as he again spoke with Lomax. "Can't we get the army in.. or something?" "I'd love to but i cannot do that. We have every search and rescue operative on this.. unless we deem it unsafe we cant call in the army. They'd be a huge help.." the radio chatter on Lomax's shoulder radio was getting louder, and it was screams. Lomax answered his radio and said "What the hell is happening?" "A few of us got out. The building is unstable. The whole thing is on the verge of collapse and we can't get to people we can hear crying for help.." Lomax looked down and he rubbed his eyes. "Alright. I'm calling in backup. I need you all if you can here this to get back here. Or avoid the parts of the building you think are dangerous." "Understood.." Lomax turned off his radio, and he grabbed his phone and he dialed a number. "We have a situation here, and it is to dangerous for our boys to contain. How soon can you get here?" Lomax nodded and then hung up the phone. "They'll be here soon." Tryal looked worried as he looked at the building and he saw a head honcho from the school board walk down to them. "What is this? You are supposed to be rescuing people not standing here." "Who are you?" "I am Tristian Campbell the Head of Education here. I had a very angry phone call from David Kilmer.." "Ah yes Kilmer. We spoke.." Tryal looked up as another chopper was landing, this time it was a different kind of helicopter. It was an army chopper. "The army? This isn't a joke is it?" "Mr Campbell we pulled a doctor out of the building with injuries and many more a trapped in there." As Lomax stepped away he faced the army man who looked very familiar. "Mr Lomax.. This place is in ruins." "I know.. we have pulled out a few people and many more are still in there. We have triaged 30 plus people and a whole heap just have cuts and bruises, more with shock, others are lost and we can't find them in this mess." The stranger nodded and pointed for to his men. "I didn't catch your name officer, what is it?" "Adams.. Felix Adams.." "You're head of Army Medicine.. Quinton talks about you, without fail." "All good I hope." "You saved his life, even if a whole heap of us thought it was selfish of him.." Adams waved his finger.. "I take it he was one of the first you pulled out?" "How did.." "Quinton was always putting himself first. It's just his thing." As Tryal and Campbell were having a heated discussion, when Tryal ended it the discussion with "Unless you plan on doing something. Don't argue with me about morals, because all you cared about was putting students back in a dangerous building. That's on you and no one else." Tryal walked away.. As the helicopter landed on the hospital roof, Karl got out with the pilots and went down to the ER. As Quinton was being wheeled down to the ER with the pilots and a couple of nurses, the world in the hospital stopped. "Is that Quinton?" said Linda. "Sure is.." said Karl as they transferred him over. "We found him unconscious barely breathing, made the decision to intubate and sedate him. He has clear leg injuries, possible tib/fib and lacerations everywhere. He's lucky to be alive.." "How is the school?" "Lets just say things are tense.. There's about three school board members there, and we've had enough of them.." "Yeah fair enough.." as one of the doctor pulled the blanket down they saw Quinton's leg, which was bleeding heavily and without the need for x-rays they could tell they were going to be in surgery for awhile. "Oh dear god.." "We need to get him to surgery now. We can't wait around." As they stabilised Quinton and rushed him into surgery, Karl's phone rang. "Karl, there's a situation here. Turn on the TV.." Karl turned on the TV to see that Campbell was releasing a statement as they pulled people out of the rubble and you could see helicopters flying and landing. "It is with a heavy heart, that after todays events, that Sebour High is to shut down over safety concerns. This is the second time it has happened, and it is unacceptable. We value lives and education as much as the next person, but if that means a building collapses on people trying to learn, we will take the high road. As of this moment all students and their families will need to find another school to go to. This school will payout damages and losses and we will give consoling to anyone that needs it." Campbell stepped down as he looked angrily at Tryal. The camera cut to Reporter saying "In a turn of events, the army has appeared to help out. And they have they have pulled out of 300 people in the space of an hour and have taken away debris. Hospital's across the city are asking for blood donations at blood donation points." the tv bugged out as Karl looked at the ER doors. Ambulances were pulling up.. As Quinton's surgery was being down, no one was talking, they were busy trying to save his leg. Rogers broke the silence and said "It's gonna be a long journey.." "Why don't we close up and come back later?" said another. "It's not that simple.. If we don't fix his leg he'll lose it.." "Would Quinton care at this point?" "It's not our decision.. We have to find out whose next of kin, and as far as I know, the only family Quinton has is Douglas.." "How, he married another woman?" "And that woman died..Do i need to answer that?" "No.." "Where is Douglas?" "He's in Darwin doing some legal thing up there and he wont be back for weeks." Rogers tried to continue but he said "clean out, and get out. We'll come back at another stage.. Right now we can't do anymore.." as they cleaned out and stitched up his leg and moved him into ICU, they began the waiting game. 3 hours later, news came through that the Army cleared out the debris and cleaned up the school, the official word on how many were injured or killed was 90 injured and 15 killed, Sebour's worst accident and it had people reeling and many furious. As they were looking over Quinton and watching his leg, Karl said "How do we do this..How do we make this decision.." Karl put his head to the bed as a voice said "You dont." "You again?" said Tryal. "Yes.. Me.." Adams was holding a briefcase and was standing with Edward Adako. "Ed? Why are you here?" Ed said "I'm with him." "Oh this better be good.." said Tryal, "We lost 15 people today, all because greed got the better of a school board member." Adams said "Trust me I am reeling as well on what you all think of Quinton.." "Oh please.. 14 years, and what do we get? Nothing. No cards, no 'I'm alive hey..' just 14 year later arrive out our hospital boardroom.." "You have no idea what he did to get better." As Adams opened his briefcase he got out papers and started talking. "This man, went through literal hell. He signed papers to make me his legal next of kin, while he learned to walk again, learned to eat again, beat cancer a second time, re-learn medicine, and fight. He fought to be here and don't you think for a minute, that you cleaning out his leg wound and waiting to fix it he wouldn't be up for a fight. This man did everything he did to get healthy again and here you are with your hands in the air, saying he's a coward, he is anything but." Karl was still sitting on the floor and he said "His leg, he could be looking at a below knee amputation." "And he will fight again. Like he always does." Rogers with the forms said "Are we sure." "Do it." said Adams.

Sebour TC ep 3
Quinton had taken a handfull of pills as he rubbed his knees, he also took a drink of water. Quinton opened the desk draw and he started writing his resignation letter, because he decided not to continue being a doctor, as life as a doctor had taken its toll on him. As Quinton woke up in his office, he heard a knock on the door. "come in.." it was Vinton. "Andrew.. What can I do for you?" "Something thats not sleeping." Quinton rolled out of the chair and fronted Andrew in a wheelchair. "Are you serious? You have to use a wheelchair?" "Well I'm sorry Andrew, but I am 65 years old. I'm sorry if being trapped in a building and dislocating my knee is to much for you to handle." "You're so overbearing." "And so are you.. Anyone what did you want?" "A file on Draya Carter have you seen it?" "I wouldn't have a clue. I've only been through my files and by now we should know that its someone else, but its not here.." Quinton couldn't finish his sentence when he was overcome by pain. "Quinton, are you alright?" Quinton shook his head as he fell out of his chair in agony. Vinton went over to Quinton and said "Where does it hurt.." Quinton lifted his head and said "It's my leg." Quinton put his head back down on the floor as Vinton pulled up Quinton's pant leg. Quinton's leg up to his knee was blue, and Vinton could see the veins in his leg pulsing. "Quinton how long has this been like this for.." "What do you mean?" "The pain.." "Ever since the building collapse. Of course.." Vinton nodded as he picked up his phone. "Hi, Drex its me Andrew. I need you to bring in a bed to Quinton's office. His leg has turned blue and I can see his veins pulsing." "Its on its way. But can you please do a quick knee exam just to check" "Alright can do.." Vinton tried to do a knee exam but Quinton cried in agony. "Stop.." the voice over the phone said. "Quinton.. Do you know what this means?" "I probably do.." as a group of nurses and doctors rushed into Quinton's office. Vinton helped get Quinton onto a bed as Adams rushed into the room. "What happened?" "I don't know, we were talking, the next he's on the floor. I think its his leg.." "What makes you say that Dr Vinton.." Vinton ripped the pant leg to Quinton's injured knee. "Oh dear lord.." Quinton said. "Oh dear god indeed." As Quinton was reeled into the emergency room where his leg was checked out. "Are there any pulses?" said Quinton. As they worked on Quinton, Vinton said "There are no pulses coming from your knee down. I believe its unemptied trauma after your accident, after the knee dislocation. After all scans revealed you had one working knee ligament.." "Guys.. we need to get to surgery quickly.." "Quinton we need you to sign that you require an above knee amputation." Adams said "He is barely coherent. I'll sign it." Vinton passed the forms to Adams, Quinton said "I had planned on quitting. I also planned this. I would no longer be in anymore pain because of this." "You had plans to amputate your leg?" "Of course I dad.." "Guys, his pressure is dropping, we need to go now." "Mr Adams, you can wait in the waiting room." Quinton said "After this, no more rehab. no more pain." Quinton's head rolled back onto the pillow. As they rushed Quinton into surgery, Vinton called Summers. "Summers, who is this?" "Summers its me Vinton. I need you to know, Quinton's gone in for surgery.." "Surgery? again.." "Yes.. again." "Gee, what for." "A leg amputation." "Ampu.. amputation? What the hell happened?" "He lost all pulses to his foot and from his knee to his foot, was blue. He obviously had complications from the building collapse." "Who did surgery on him?" "I dont know. I'm not a liberty to discuss this unless he decides to sue. He's been in pain for years, and if he alleviates this he can live peacefully." "Alright then.. Talk to you later." Vinton hung up the phone. As Quinton was in surgery, they were talking "Was he really thinking about quitting?" "It doesnt matter. What he is doing is brave. Being in pain means you cant think straight, being in pain is what this man has been in for years. the battles he has been through.." "We can give him comfort." machines beeping in the background as Dr Babcock said "I worked in many areas of the hospital, and I have worked with him for so long, its hard to believe that he is in pain all the time. Never once did you see him pop pills for it" as surgery went on Babcock made the last cut. "And, here we go." Babcock carefully removed the leg and stitched up the wound. Then the monitor went off. Babcock turned and watched the monitor. "What's happening?" said a scrub nurse. "Its possible he threw a clot." then the machine went mental. "Commencing compressions." Babcock began compressions as the paddles were charged to 200. "Clear!" Babcock did more compressions as a heart beat came back. "Alright. We got him. Get cardio in here, we might have to do a CABG." Babcock stepped out of the sterile field and he washed his hands. Another doctor went into the room and took over surgery. Hours passed before there was news. Babcock was sitting with many of the other doctors from other hospitals. The heart doctor came out 5 hours later and said "Everything went well. But Quinton needs to remain on a breathing machine for awhile. The amputation caused a blood clot to go into his lungs and he suffered a heart attack as a result. We did CABG. His GCS is 11 just so you know. He is expected to make a full recovery." "Dr Ryan, you think because of the knee dislocation he needed to have his leg amputated?" "He wouldn't of needed his leg to be amputated if someone had just taken him to surgery to have his leg reduced right away." loud silence. "I believe which ever one of you it was should resign from medicine. You cost this man a living. And for what? hatred? I've seen what you are all like, how you talk about him. When he wakes up, he'll need you more then ever. Just forget ego or feelings for one minute and understand having your leg amputated and then having CABG, you don't just 'heal', you grieve a missing limb and you take pills for the rest of your life. If you didnt read his file either, it stated he was on 4 types of medication for clinical pain management. another 3 for cancer treatment." "But.." "You thought his cancer was gone? Just because you go into remission doesnt mean you stay there. If you live with blood cancer and survive, you live with it. And you live with it forever. He never complained of pain because he was living in pain and a lot of pain patients live with pain all their lives and dont open people up to their battles. It is not as easy as it looks." Dr Ryan crossed his arms and said "This is the same man who went with his dad overseas to help out in Mexico. He joined the army and he did what he had to. He risked his life, like he always did. If you cant show someone else that dignity then you shouldn't be doctors." Ryan stopped as he said "I have to go.." "Where are you going.." "To report you all to the medical board. It is clear that you all failed to provide proper care for Mr Philips here." "You can't do that." said Vinton.. Ryan's voice leapt over the others and said "Damn well I cant. Give me one good reason you should all have a job tomorrow! Give me a reason not to have you all charged with negligence." "Because over the years we realised we're nothing without Quinton. He puts others first and sometimes himself, but after all, he is a man who joined the Medical Ranks in the army.." Ryan shook his head and said "I'll be back later." Ryan walked away as everyone went into Quinton's room. 4 days later Quinton woke up. He looked around to see everyone there. Vinton removed the tube and said "Hey, how you feeling.." "Like Julia Sugarbaker gave me a serve.." Quinton looked down and said "How'd everything go?" "It went ok. Slight complication." "The heart attack? Figured.." "How?" "You just dont wake up with a tube down your throat thinking 'coma'.. idiot.." Quinton felt the knee area. "How does it feel?" "Strange.. Losing that part of myself which has been causing me agony for years... It feels strange." "At least you're fine now.." Quinton smiled and he said "I'd like to tell you all, that I am still quitting. And I harbor no ill feelings toward any of you." Karl looked at Quinton and said "We will let you get some rest." as everyone expect for Adams left. "Dad you don't have to stay." "I will Quinton.. You just rest." Quinton nodded off to sleep, but unbeknownst to anyone a countdown was making its way to zero. Adams then said "Make sure you rest up. You'll be back on said feet, as soon as possible." Adams kissed Quinton's forehead and he left the room. "What happens now?" said Adams. "For the first time in years.. I don't know." said Vinton. They all sat down outside Quinton's room, they waited for hours for a change in his condition. As they waited, Quinton was checked by several doctors who said nothing about Quinton's heart monitor conditions. At 12;30 Quinton's fight was finally over. "Hey, you hear that?" said Adams, everyone looked up and nodded as well, but didnt say anything.. As a doctor walked out of Quinton's room, he looked up and said "I'm sorry. But Quinton suffered a stroke, his heart couldnt take the strain. He passed away. I'm sorry for your loss." The group were silent as they couldnt get a grip on it. the doctor walked away, as Adams went into the room and hugged his son.

Trivia

 * Dr Quinton's favourite colour was blue
 * Dr Quinton trained in the off season to be a doctor
 * A snapped ACL forced Quinton to go into early NOL retirement
 * Quinton retired from the NOL a second time after injuries and form slumped
 * Quinton's son Claude became an NOL player and broke his all time record
 * Quinton later became the deputy principal
 * Quinton's mentor was Dr Jim Matthews
 * Quinton always hated science, but he took biology to get into medicine
 * Quinton revealed in his Sebour Storyline that he had been shot once previously, (twice during the show)
 * Quinton retired from teaching and became a Liaison officer
 * Quinton's alternate storyline see's him move to Sebour, survive two heart attacks, a gunshot wound. He was felled by cancer as he moved back to Snowy Region
 * PLEASE NOTE. THIS IS PURE FICTION, AND ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS IN THIS EDIT ARE NOT REAL. THIS IS PURE FICTION, AND NO ONE WAS TRULY HURT.