The Doctor

Chapter 3: Bickering

   "Miss whats your name?" The nurse asked me after I had gotten dressed and was waiting by her station, her pen clicked and perched above the paper in anticipation. "Right now your name is Jane Doe so I figured you'd want to change that. If you didn't like your name before or hated your family now is the time to change it because what you tell me now will be what we call you forever." She explained. I was thoughtful for a minute before replying.

   "I don't hate my name or my family. I just wish she was like she used to be..." I said quietly. I stared at the floor for a minute before I suddenly realized I never answered her question. "My name is Lacy Von Alluni." 

   "Von a middle name or part of the last name?" 

   "Its not written together but we've always said it together." I clarified.

   "Alright, Lacy. Age?" 

   "18." She nodded and marked it down.

   "Birthday?"

   "February 14th."

   "Aww! Valentines Day baby!" She gushed. I reddened, I hated when everyone did that...

   "All your medical stuff is already filled out and all other information isn't really necessary so that's it." She said looking up and giving me a warm smile.

   "Now it's my turn to ask you questions!" I said happily. She gave me a worried look but then prepared herself and went serious again.

   "Try me."

   "Does the Doc actually have a name or do y'all just call him the doctor all the time?" I asked genuinely curious, this made her laugh.

   "That's everyone's first question! But anyways no, or yes actually I guess but he doesn't tell anyone it." I thought about this for a second then looked around for a chair to settle in and chat with her but couldn't find one so I quickly jumped on the desk and folded my legs across each other while her back was turned. When she turned around again and noticed my new seating choice she didn't look happy but didn't protest it either.

   "That's odd... What is this place?" I asked, she smiled again.

   "Everyone's second question." She teased, " This place is called the facility an-"

   "Its sounds like someone who is named "The Doctor" named "The Facility"." I said sarcastically, cutting her off mid sentence. "Sorry, please continue."

   "He did," She said with a nervous laugh, "He spends his time treating hurt and abandoned people and relocating them." She explained, "That's the purpose of this place." I was about to ask what she meant by "relocating" but I thought better of it.

   "Where can I hang off a balcony flashing people?"

   "What?!" She screeched in shock, dropping some papers that had been in her hand. I heard someone down the hall choke on a drink.

   "The next question someone would ask is what you meant by relocating so to keep you on your toes I went a completely random and spontaneous route. You gotta be ready for any crazy person like me!" I laughed, enjoying every moment of her horrified face.

   "Oh, okay... You scared me for a second." She laughed nervously with red tipped ears then looked down the hall and focus on someone.

   "Its okay Sir. She was just joking." I followed her gaze to The doctor who was leaning out of a doorway down the hall.

   "Damn, I would have said my room." He said, playfully cracking a joke.

   "Sir!" The nurse gasped in shock. The red hue now consumed her entire face. The Doc and I shared a chuckle at her expense then he disappeared again.