My alarm clock went off at 7 am, I quickly get out of bed and head to my bathroom. I still had my bonnet on from last night so that left me a little surprised, it's always off by at least morningtime. I go over to my shower and run the water while coming back to brush my teeth.

I thought over my schedule today and the plans. I finished a majority of my paper work and only have a few patients to treat on my list for the day. Plus, Marcus and Mike wanted me to meet up with them after they were done questioning Armando. Once I was done brushing my teeth, I took off my clothes and hopped into the shower allowing the hot water to hit against my body making me feel a wave of relaxation.

After my shower, I continued my morning routine by washing my face and moisturizing my body. I walked over to my closet and pulled out my outfit for work today. My phone begins to ring.

I look over at it to soon answer the call. — Y/N: "Good morning Kelly!"

Kelly: "Morninggg Y/N! Are you at the office?"

Y/N: "Not yet, still getting ready. Are you? I know Marcus and Mike are having you get there early at AMMO"

Kelly: You already know, I've been here since 6 on the dot. He's working us hard but let me know when you get here

Y/n: For sure, call you later.

I hang up the phone and finished getting ready. I walk out of my room and see that Queso is still fast asleep in his bed. I make him some cat food and water to then set it by his bed. I rub his tiny little head and grab my bag walking out the door. ——— After my drive I walk up towards the building and head inside. I take the elevator and go inside my office getting started on my paper work while sipping on my coffee that I bought downstairs.

Hours pass by while I'm still doing paper work. The clock strikes 4:26pm. I've already treated one patient and I'm about to start my next one. I get up from my chair with my paper work while turning it in. I've already dressed into my scrubs and head into the nurses office part of the building waiting for my next patient. I take my clipboard and begin to call his name.

"Marcus Burn- Oh you gotta be joking," I say out loud through the lobby speaker. There's is nothing wrong with my dad so why is he here?

Marcus walks inside my door with Mike following behind.

"Alright Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dumber," I say to them. "What seems to be the problem with my Dad?," I continue

"Listen Y/N, we got some intel from Armando," Mike tells me.

"Oh and I got this mole on my back that I need you to look at," Marcus interrupts.

"First off ew, get mom to look at it and second off what intel?," I ask Mike.

"He told us that it's someone on the inside, and that our people told his people to kill Howard...", Will explains

"So it could be one of us here? How? Everyone loved Howard," I tell them both. I just don't understand, no one here has every shown a hatred to Howard. He was an all around good person.

"We're still going over that Y/N, but for now we can't trust no one," Marcus says. "Keep an eye out, cops can be crooked and so can doctors," He continues while looking around.

"And I need to ask you something Y/N, it's a big favor and I already know how you feel about it but you're the only one I trust," Mike starts while looking over to me.

"Anything Mike, what's up?", I say questionably. He better not ask to borrow some money.

"Armando.. he got into fight and I need to have him moved over to another prison. He's not all torn up but he has bruises that I need to have treated and looked at. Could you do the job?," Mike asks me during his long rant.

"Hmm... no Mike! He killed Howard, absolutely not. I DONT have any problem with you but I sure do have a problem with your killer son," I whisper yelled back to Mike. I still had to be quiet cause there were cameras everywhere and other doctors working.

"Y/N come on," My dad says to me. "If I had to go interrogate him, you could at least put a band-aid on his boo-boos," He continues while pleading for me to say yes.

"It's not just putting band-aids on his "boo-boos" Dad. It's about the lack of respect. Plus I'm busy, I'm going out tonight with Kelly and I wanna go ahead and get ready after work," I tell the two boys truthfully with a serious face. I have no time for Armando's bullshit or his bruises.

"Couldn't you spare a quarter of your time for him? You're the only one I trust to treat my son," Mike begs. I could see the look in his eyes, he was genuinely asking me.

I take a sigh. I have a deep feeling that I'll regret this.

"What's the magic word?," I ask him while looking into his eyes.

"Please Y/N, please," He answers

"Fine Mike. Bring him in the next 30 minutes, I'll add him to my list. But if he pulls anything, he's out," I say to him sternly.

Thank you Y/N! You won't regret this, come on Marcus," He tells me with a smile on his face and gets Marcus.

"He better not get comfortable with my baby. I DONT want no delinquent grandchildren," He tells Mike. ——— I wash my hands and grab my clipboard. I walk towards the lobby speaker and say his name.

"Armando Aretes," into the speaker.

After a good two minutes, the door opens and he walks into my office.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Aretes. I'll be doing your daily checkup and treating you for the following hour," I explain to the young man, his eyes showed that he didn't care and wanted to get this all over with. I bring him over to the bed with paper over it so he can sit on.

"Where are your bruises and cut?," I ask while looking over my clipboard acknowledging what he's in for.

"Mostly on my hands," He tells me.

"Alright," I tell him. He's incredibly quiet so I just walk over to my table and grab my supplies. I feel his eyes following me which leaves me more annoyed. "How's your day going so far?," I ask attempting to make small talk while cleaning the open cuts on his knuckles. I feel his body tense from the burn.

"It's prison, es siempre la misma," He tells me while catching my eyes. (it's always the same)

"Just to let you know right now, I barely know Spanish so bare with me," I tell him as I continue to clean his other knuckles. I acknowledge his hands looked rough but I just shrugged it off still cleaning him up. "Heard you're relocating to another prison," I say out loud.

"¿Qué pasa con eso?," He asks. (what about it?)

"Translation?," I ask.

He rolls his eyes and answers. "What about it?," He says.

"Just curious, you get into fights but I normally treat the people you beat up. Someone's out to get you," I explain.

"Like you care," He says gruffly with his accent pulling out.

"Guess I do, quite literally my job jackass," I tell him. I know, it was unprofessional of me but he keeps pushing my buttons and I'm over it.

"Cálmate mamá, sabes que te me amas," He tells me with a sly smirk on his face as he watches me focus on cleaning up his cuts. (calm down ma, you know you love me)

"I have no clue what you said but it better have been appropriate Armando," I say back.

"Yeah yeah," He says looking into my eyes again. "Excited to see me go?," He asks me.

"You're safer in another prison. As much as I look forward to treating your punching bags, you need to be in a safe place. You have intel that we need for protecting Howard's reputation", I explain to Armando. I see a serious look flash over his face as his eyes leave mine.

"So just forget about me?," He says rudely.

"What's there to remember?," I say back matching his tone.

"Don't forget about that one night we spent together before you turned me in," He says. That same sly smirk, that smirk will be the end of me. "You felt something, you just don't wanna admit it," He continues.

"Nothing happened and it won't ever happen again," I say straight to his face. I finish up cleaning his bruise by putting ointment and wrapping them. I never want to look back on that moment therefore I choose to ignore it, it was a mistake. I should've never allowed him in my house.

"Avísame cuando quieras hacerlo de nuevo princesa," He whispers into my ear while getting up sending chills down my back. "See you on the other side," Armando then walks out my office and back to his escort. I hate him. (let me know when you want to do it again princess) ——— (i think I proof read loll)