Anthony Rogers

Dr Anthony Rogers was a doctor at Sebour hospital during the events of Sebour and Sebour rising. He was the Head of Medicine with a speciality in Cardiology. Rogers was apart of the board during the turbulent times at the hospital and was happy for Quinton when he moved over to Sebour Trauma.

Sebour- Quinton Gets Suspended (Season 2)
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 orthopaedic 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 attachment of the letter.

​"Dr Quinton Philips has been suspended with letter notice pending. until he receives an eye test and possible spectacle 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 isn't happy, but neither will the patients.  This suspension 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 neurology. 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 (Season 2)
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 shtick. 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 neuro. 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 hospital." 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 received 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 be a general surgeon, who dabbles in neurology.", 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 to a decision. this one has been stirring me for years. But I no longer live back home in Begs. I live in Sebour. I've decided to no longer pursue my interest of neurology and general surgery, I brought in my certificates to the board, to show them I wanted to keep my job and I was serious. I had been doing 3 types of medical training for over 15 years, and I realised now how dangerous it really was to dabble in three bits of medicine. I am ending my general surgery treatments and I am ending my neurology treatments, and turning all focus back on the thing I wanted to do from the beginning, Orthopaedic Surgery. To make someone's life a little easier, to ease pain. That over the 3 months I was suspended for really put thing into perspective. It really did. I also want to apologise to the board of medicine, and everyone else I have worked with. and it is true, I was hired to do one thing, be that ortho surgeon I am paid to be, not a dabbler not a rebel, an ortho surgeon."''​ the letter ended.

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

Sebour- Quinton Faces The Board Again (Season 6)
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 practicing 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 speeches 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 probation 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 Drunkards. 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- The Boards Final Decision (Season 8)
As the board was convening 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 consequences 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 tazed 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 recommend 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 against, 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 noticeable that you really want him gone." "I don't want him 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 café. 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 life-support.." "The trauma centre is rated.." "I don't want to hear it Quinton. Maybe if you get shit done and stop complaining the hospital will run smoothly." "Peggy.." "I'm not going to stand here and pretend everything is alright, when its not Quinton, so just do me a favour while you are working at the trauma hospital. Don't press the wrong buttons, because unlike this board, they will see you go down, and I promise I will be there if you do cause trouble, I'm only a phone call away.." Quinton nodded as Peggy's phone rung. "I have to answer this, but I promise you Quinton, behave or you'll never work in medicine again." Peggy walked away to answer the phone and Quinton saw Mark. "Time to go home mate." Quinton nodded as Mark took him to his house.

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

Sebour Rising- Quinton Resigns 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 bachelors, 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 course 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 continued 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 truly sorry. For everything. I have done some bad stuff, and some mean things to everyone and for that I apologise wholeheartedly." as Quinton finished up, he left the room. He went outside and took one last look at the hospital.