Chapter Two Brian moaned against the steering wheel. His body was as cold as a piece of jade. Brian was shivering before he went unconscious. 20 minutes later: The police and paramedics arrived. The injured man was thrashing against the restraints. He was frightened and in shock. The medics were desperately working to stabilize him. The extent of the injuries wasn't clear as yet. It was known that he had a slight concussion and 'minor lacerations to the head. They would need more tests to establish the extent of the damage. The victim was given oxygen and something to calm him. Brian blacked out again. The ambulance rushed him to Pittsburgh General. Brian felt the clothes being cut from his body. More thrashing. Some time later: "Mr. Kinney, calm down. You're in the hospital. You had an accident. No one is going to hurt you. We are here to help. I'm Daphne, I will be one of your nurses." "How the fuck can I calm down when you assholes just cut my prada pants off me? Do you have any idea how expensive they...were?" The hospital staff worked furiously on Brian. "We have contacted your friend Michael, his name was among your emergency contacts." Daphne said. "Mr. Kinney, we need to get some x-rays. Are you in any pain at the moment? Do you understand what I'm saying?" Brian looked straight into her eyes and said," Of course I know what the fuck you said, I'm not brain dead." Daphne giggled at his bluntness. Brian moaned," I have a bitch of a headache." "I'm putting something in your IV that will help." she went about her duties. Further testing established he had a fractured right hip, accompanying three bruised ribs. Other than that he would need therapy and be fine. Daphne called her best friend and co-worker. "Justin, wait until you see the guy that was just admitted. He's absolutely to die for." She squealed. "Daphne why would you think I would be remotely interested in a patient I don't even know? Will you please stop trying to fix me up? I can find my own dates. Besides how do you even know he's gay?" "I hope for your sake he is. He's gorgeous, and I got a peek at his package." "Daphne, were you spying on him." "No silly, IT was hard to miss. He's huge." "Bye Daph." "Wait, I almost forgot, Ben wants you to meet with the hottie in a few days after surgery; looks like you will be his therapist. Lucky you. How much do you want to bet me you will get hard when you see him?" "Daph...ne, you are incorrigible. I'll be done here in a few hours, and I'll drive you home." "Okay stud, I'll be waiting patiently." Daphne went back to her patients. She was one of the best nurses that PG had. 11pm: Night before surgery "Mr. Kinney, I'm Dr. Brucker, an orthopedic surgeon. I will be performing your surgery. After reviewing all the tests, I see you have a fractured hip due to the accident. It should be replaced; if left unattended, it will cause extreme pain and stiffness in the joints." Brian winced, putting his hand to his ribs while listening to the good doctor. "Dr. Buckman", Brian began, but was corrected by nurse Daphne. "Mr. Kinney, its Dr. Brucker."She said arriving with a cheery smile. Brian replied, "whatever, the only thing I want stiff is a drink and my dick." They were stunned at his reply. "Nurse, would you mind coming back in a few minutes,?" the Dr. asked. "Sure thing." she said leaving the room. "Mr. Kinney, do you not want me to perform the surgery? I could refer you to someone else on the team." "Brian," he said. "What?" "My name's Brian," he put out his other hand. "I want you to do the surgery." "Ben, " he said as he shook Brian's hand. "Sorry Doc, it's not you. I'm fucking pissed that I let this happen." He hesitated, I had a fight with my old man," he drifted off, then decided to be vague, for being so careless." he paused with a sigh, "Doc, will I be scarred for life?" Ben smiled. "If that's what your worried about, we have the best cosmetic surgeons right here at Pitts General," he said trying to reassure his patient. "I will be doing a fairly new procedure on you, but I need your consent. It's a computer navigation system that provides us with an accurate three-dimension virtual picture of the surgical area; scarring will be minimal." "Go ahead, Doc," Brian said. "Great, just sign this form and we are all set. The scratches and bruises on your face will go away, and so will the marks on your ribs." "I would have rather got my marks from having intense hot sex, instead of this way." They both chuckled. "Don't worry about that now, just let me repair the damage and you can start working on getting back on your feet." "Okay, I'm going to have the nurse come back in and I will wrap your ribs; I'm prescribing a sedative to help you sleep. Surgery is scheduled for the afternoon, meanwhile I will keep you comfortable and you can ask the nurse for pain meds if you need them during the day. By the way, you look so familiar! Have we met before?" * I would have remembered if I had my cock buried deep in your ass,* "I don't think we have met. I own an advertising agency, Have you heard of Kinnetic, Inc.?" "Yes, I have heard of it, but I must have seen you around town." "I do get around a lot, uh I mean in my business." *Why haven't I seen him before, only one in the Pitts that I haven't fucked.* 12:am Daphne came back to check in on him. "How are you feeling, Mr. Kinney?" "Oh, just peachy." He replied. " Is there anything I can get for you before my shift is over?" she asked. " Yeah, I could use a blow job, but I'll have to settle for more pain meds." "Now, now Mr. Kinney, I can get the meds, but you will have to handle the latter yourself," she laughed. Brian didn't. "I guess I will have to use my right hand, just as well. Fuck, don't you have anything stronger, this shit is like taking baby aspirin." He said. " I will inform the night nurse you need something stronger; you have two more hours before your next dose. He will be in to take your vitals." " He?" "Yes, nurse Emmett will be here all night, to take care of your needs." Brian arched an eyebrow. "You will like him. He's very bubbly. Goodnight." She said, leaving the room. "Night, Daffy." He answered back blearily, shutting his eyes and drifted off to sleep. 2:am "Mr. Kinney." He felt someone touching him. Brian opened one eye. "Who the fuck are you and what do you want?" "I'm your nurse for the next eight hours or so. My name is Emmett, he beamed a wide grin. "Fuck, just what I need: Florence Fucking Fairy Gale" Tbc...