HEARTS I

CHAPTER SIX

Agnetha was on the phone with another doctor when Drew rushed with Jamie into E.R. "I need a doctor!" Drew yelled.

Agnetha looked at them shocked and dropped the call before she rushed up to them. "Dr. Slattery? What happened?"

"I got attacked and stabbed."

"My brother got stabbed in the groin," Drew replied still suffering from shock.

"Where's Juliette?" Agnetha asked concerned.

"They kidn*pped her." Jamie winced again and Agnetha immediately directed him to bay 2 before she drew the curtains closed.

"Get on the bed. I'm calling Dr. Grimes. And you need to get your pants off."

Jamie let out a sigh. "Oh damn." He unbuckled his pants and took them off only keeping his boxers on. He then took a quick peek to make sure everything was still okay south of the border. "Shit..."

"What is it?" Drew asked alarmed.

"I'm lucky he didn't get me in the junk."

Agnetha stepped into bay 2 again and looked at Jamie who was now laying on the bed. "Those boxers will need to come off too Dr. Slattery. And Dr. Grimes is on his way. Who in their right minds stabs someone in the groin?" Agnetha asked as she prepared the IV. "You need to make a fist for me Dr. Slattery."

"I know." He did as she asked and she stuck the needle into his hand. "Ouch! Easy Agnetha I know you hate me but damn."

"Sorry doctor."

"And I at least need something to cover up my crown jewels."

"I'll quickly go and get something for you."

Just then Dr. Kirsten Sweeney, a feisty redhead resident stepped into bay 2. "Dr. Slattery, I heard you had a little mishap."

"Yeah, I got stabbed in the groin. I thought Dr. Grimes was on his way," Jamie said with a scowl.

"He's in surgery. He sent me to assist. Do you mind if I take a look?"

"Sure..." Jamie replied slightly embarrassed and uncomfortable with the idea that a woman was going to treat him.

She stepped closer and pulled the waistline of his boxers down slightly to see the wound. "I see. You've got any bladder discomfort or anything?"

"No. My attacker stabbed me sideways. Thank goodness he missed my man bits."

"It was really close though. Worst case is you could have suffered some tissue damage."

"That's already bad enough as it is. It's my manhood we're talking about. My pride and joy."

"I understand. Looks like a superficial muscle wound. You're lucky. You're going to need sutures, but I'm still going to send you for a CT scan when we're done here just to make sure everything is okay down there. And I'm going to need better access so unfortunately those boxers need to come off."

Just then Agnetha peeked through the curtains. "Dr. Sweeney, Dr. Slattery requested this." Agnetha handed her a folded up cloth to cover Jamie up with before he pulled off his boxers.

"Okay, I'm just going to give you some local anaesthetics before I start with the sutures." Moments later Kirsten started to suture up the wound.

Jamie closed his eyes for a moment and exhaled when he realized stuff were happening down under that wasn't supposed to happen. "And so it has a mind of it's own."

"Sorry about that," Kirsten apologized.

"I officially have a damn boner."

Kirsten cleared her throat. "So I can see," she replied blushing blood red. "Oh boy...at least it's a good sign it's still in working order."

"Stop looking Dr. Sweeney and finish the sutures," Jamie said embarrassed. "I'm engaged to be married. So no, you can't look. And touching is forbidden too."

"You're engaged?"

"Yeah."

"Congratulations. And I'm done. You can put your boxers back on. It's off to the CT scanner for you."

Moments later Kirsten pushed Jamie to the radiology department with Drew following on their heels. As soon as they reached the CT scan room Kirsten gave Jamie a hospital gown. "Pants off. This on." She left the room for a moment so that Jamie could put on his gown and get onto the scanner. "Dr. Slattery. Can you hear me?"

"I can hear you Dr. Sweeney."

"I'm going to move you through the scanner now okay. Are you ready?"

"I'm ready."

Jamie laid still as he moved into the scanner and it stopped. "I'm going to run the scans now. I need you to keep still for me. Okay?"

"Okay."

Kirsten ran the scans when Dr. Grimes stepped into the room where she was seated. "What does it look like Dr. Sweeney?"

"He was stabbed sideways so it seems the blade missed some major organs."

"Anything you picked up on in E.R. that might be cause for concern?"

"No doctor. And he had a b***r when I did his sutures so all is good in that department. It rules out any nerve damages to the surrounding muscles."

"I see. Dr. Slattery? How are you holding up in there?"

"Dr. Grimes... I'm good."

"Your scans are looking good. I can see no damage apart from slight muscle damage. That wound should heal in a few days. Dr. Sweeney will release you to go home. Do you need a day off tomorrow or will you be fine?"

"I guess I'll be fine."

Juliette was tied up to a chair in what looked like a lumber mill warehouse of some kind. She looked around the place at all the machinery when Justin walked up to her from behind. "Juliette Lloyd." He snickered. "I heard you got engaged to that doctor." He went to stand in front of her.

"What did you do to him?"

"I hit him right where it matters. If I can't have you then he can't have you. Simple as that."

"You son of a b***h. You're crazy."

"So what's he like in bed. Surely the guy must have something you're after if it's not money."

"How should I know. He didn't date me to sleep with me like you think."

Justin laughed and clapped his hands. "So in the past few months you have been together he hasn't even tried to get into your pants once?"

"No. I don't see why you think it's so funny?"

"Either he's embarrassed or he's gay. I mean the man looks a little like a delicate wallflower to me."

"What the hell makes you think he's gay? It's a personal and mutual choice for him to wait. He made it clear. He wouldn't have proposed to me if he wasn't into me. And what the hell does his physique matter? I'm marrying him for his character you jerk. If you even know what that is."

"I know, I know. You're marrying him because he's a doctor. But now that I dealt with him and made sure he'll never get into your pants anyways, it's time I deal with you."

"Go to hell."

"I wish. You can choose. The circular saw. Oh and over there we have a giant band-saw. Here are table saws too. Or just a plain old hand saw. Or I can just hook you up with the hydraulic fork lift. Here are so many options to choose from. But first, I'm going to have my way with you."

"You can kill me. I don't care."

"Oh and leave the poor doctor heartbroken over the tragic death of his fiancée?"

"He won't let you get away with it."

Jamie was sitting in his BMW in front of the apartment block in Queens where Justin was staying when the same Chevy truck who was at Drew's nightclub pulled into the parking and Justin got out of the truck. "Got you you son of a bitch." Jamie waited there for a while to see if there was any movement from Justin again when he came out of the apartment building, got into his car and drove off again. Jamie pulled the BMW out of the parking and followed the truck keeping a few cars between them not to make it too obvious. He watched as the car turned into a back road leading to the old lumber mill and continued past. "So either you're working at the lumber mill or you're going there for something else." Jamie continued for a few meters before he turned the BMW around and drove back to the back road that led to the lumber mill. He continued down the road until he reached the factory. Justin's truck was parked outside. He parked the BMW around the corner and went inside at the main entrance.

Justin tied Juliette's hands up behind her back before he violently pushed her down on the saw table and unbuckled his pants. "The less you stop fighting, the easier it will be and the quicker it will be over. So shut the hell up!"

"Let go of me you son of a bitch."

"Do you want me to turn this thing on and cut you to pieces while I shag your brains out?" Justin threatened.

"No!" Juliette cried out terrified. She knew all too well he was capable of anything.

"Then bloody stop fighting me!"

Jamie heard Juliette's cries and rushed up to the warehouse to find Justin putting up a fight with her. All of a sudden he grabbed Justin from behind, pulled him back from Juliette and pushed him down on the floor. "I don't think so Lynn."

"Well, well, if it isn't Jamie Slattery. How did you find me?"

"I followed you from your apartment. And whatever it is you tried to do, lucky for me you missed. Just a little word of advice. Touch my fiancée again, and I won't hesitate to give you a piece of my mind. If you have never seen what a 15 blade scalpel can do then try me."

"What are you going to do doc? Slice off my d**k?"

"Don't temp me." Jamie eased his grip on Justin and stood up before he looked at Juliette. "Are you okay?" He walked up to her to untie her.

"Yeah. I'm so glad you found me." She embraced him and burst out in tears.

"Let me get you home." Jamie paused on the way out and looked at Justin who was still dusting himself off. "And you. You stay away from Juliette and you stay away from me. Try anything again and you're dealing with the police."

Juliette walked over to the bedroom and sat down on the bed while Jamie went to get her a glass of water to drink. "You're probably thirsty."

"Thanks."

He sat down on the bed next to her and looked at her concerned. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, and you?"

"I'm good."

Juliette took a sip of water and put the glass on the night stand next to the bed. "You should probably get back to the hospital?"

"I only need to be back at 3 so I can still stay a little while longer."

"He was going to kill me."

"I'm just glad I got to you in time and that you're okay." Jamie replied.

She pressed her hand against Jamie's chest and looked into his eyes and he moved in to kiss her. She admired him before she slowly traced his chest with her finger tips and then let him attack her mouth with a passionate kiss. "Jamie..."

"Shhh," he placed his finger gently on her lips and laid her down one the bed.

"Jamie..." she said while she gazed into his eyes. "You're so amazing."

Jamie gazed into her eyes as she looked at him nervously. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing..."

"Are your sure?"

"Okay I'm a little nervous. If not scared."

Jamie chuckled. "Of me?"

"Maybe a little."

"Don't be. And I made it clear I am willing to wait for you until the day we are married. Even if I have to wait a year, it's okay. I don't mind."

"What if I can't stop myself?"

"Then so be it. But I don't want you to get the impression I'm with you just to get into your pants. I'm with you because I want to be with you and you mean the world to me. You're everything to me and more. I love you so much Jules," he replied before he pulled her into a tight embrace.

"I love you too."

Vanessa was on the phone with a patient when Angela Murphy walked up to her. She was standing there waiting until Vanessa put down the phone to pay attention to her. "What can I help you with ma'am?"

"Is Dr. Slattery in today?"

"He's been transfered to surgery ma'am. I can book an appointment for you with Dr. Sawyer."

"No it's okay thanks. I was actually looking for Dr. Slattery personally."

"Okay. May I ask why? I can still give him the message."

"No it's okay."

Juliette and Cassidy were meeting for their usual weekly lunch at the coffee shop. "Would you like something to eat?"

"I'll just have chicken salad," Cassidy replied.

"I'm hungry. I'll have a burger and fries," Juliette said.

"I'm glad Jamie sorted out Justin once and for all. Seems like your pretty boy isn't exactly a guy to mess with."

"He was just in time too."

"He really loves you. I'm glad you found a guy who looks out for you like he does. I just hope that now the two of you are engaged you're not letting the poor guy go through a dry spell."

"No, actually he's willing to wait."

Cassidy scrutinized Juliette. "Okay...He's gay."

"No he's not."

"Honey a hot blooded man would not want to wait."

"What if he's still the old fashioned type who prefers to wait out of respect."

"Uhu? Or he is making an excuse not sleep with you because he's embarrassed about his...you know. That probably explains why he was flying solo when you met him."

"And drop the eight inch bomb as a joke." Cassidy frowned. "I told him I wear two inches or nothing when we talked about my shoes. So he replied or eight inches."

"Yup he's gay. A guy who boasts about packing eight inches and doesn't want to sleep with you is secretly gay. That also probably explains why he was flying solo when he met you. A straight guy would definitely not even hesitate and then chances would also be he's a ladies man and likely a player too."

"Then I don't know. I guess his personality and charm makes up for anything else he's lacking in. So if he's not so well endowed, at least he's something to look at and fun to be with."

"Aren't you even remotely curious?"

"Well I am, but... I'm not going to overstep my boundaries with him."

"You're engaged Jules. It's not overstepping your boundaries."

"I just don't want to embarrass myself or do something he might not like."

Juliette was taking a shower when Jamie returned home from work. He was seated in the living room when she stepped out of the bedroom dressed in her pajama pants and a tank top. "I think I'm going to take a shower too. Jamie was just in when Juliette stepped into the bedroom. "Honey, I need to use the bathroom. Are you going to be long?"

"I'm almost done."

Jamie closed the shower tap and dried himself off before he wrapped the towel around his waist. Juliette was sitting in the bed when Jamie stepped out of the bathroom. At that moment his towel came lose. Jamie tried to grab it as quickly as possible, but he grabbed the wrong end and ended up standing in front of Juliette full monty with the towel in his hand. Her eyes immediately darted to his crown jewels. "Oh...wow."

"I..." Jamie blushed red and covered himself up with the towel. "That wasn't on purpose, I swear. You needed to use the bathroom."

"Oh yes, I almost forgot. I was a little... distracted. Is that like..."

Jamie frowned. "Like?"

"Never mind."

"I'll be in the living room."