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"Deputy Sutton, please," The doctor frowned deeply as he stepped in front of Charlie's rushed footsteps, curious onlookers shamelessly watching Pinecrests' beloved Sheriff's Deputy march through the small Hospital. Charlie frowned deeply, giving the doctor a look that made the poor man stiffen under the harsh gaze of the usually cheery deputy. "you has been through alot today. I think it would be best if you calmed down before bursting through those doors and cause them more grief today."
"No one has told me anything, Doctor." Charlie says, a deep sigh following after his seemingly harsh words and Charlie attempts to give a small, apologetic smile. "I just...I want to know what happened to my spouse."
"I can take it from here, Doctor." James Sutton appears then, his large hand coming to rest on Charlie's back. The doctor hesitates before he nods, leaving the two Sutton men alone. Charlie’s eyes follow the retreating doctor before turning towards his father, eyebrows pushed together as tears prick the corners of his eyes. “What the hell happened to you, dad?'' His voice is a soft whisper, almost childlike under the weight of his fathers presence. James frowns deeply, his eyes sweeping the full hospital waiting room and nods his head, beckoning Charlie to follow him somewhere quieter. Stepping into the empty hallway, away from prying eyes and eager ears, Sheriff Sutton turns towards Charlie. “Eli Washington, he allegedly broke into your house and attacked you with a…a knife.”
Eli Washington. The name in itself echoes inside of Charlie's mind and white, hot anger rises up his spine. Eli Washington was the resident criminal of Pinecrest, similar to Charlie's other regular arrestee, Dylan Walker - at least Dylan tried to be better, unlike Eli who terrorized Pinecrest any chance that he got. Charlie truly didn’t think Eli could stoop any lower, but now that he knew that Eli would do anything to get back at Charlie for all those times he arrested him. Charlie's hand flexed, his fingers itching to grab his weapon and march down to the police station to put a nice bullet between Eli’s eyes.
“Charlie, listen to me.” James spoke, grabbing his son by both shoulders and stared into his eyes. “You need to be with you, you understand? They need you more than ever right now.”
“Yes sir.” Charlie nods his head, his itchy fingers moving away from his service weapon. James gives Charlie's shoulders a tight squeeze, offering his youngest child a reassuring smile. Taking a step back, James fixes his uniform and gives Charlie one last glance before retreating back into the hospital's waiting room - leaving Charlie alone in the cold and sterile hallway. With a steading deep breath, Charlie turns towards one of the many hospital rooms and gently raps his knuckles against the cool surface of the door.
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