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To Have and To Hold

By: Gill
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Broken Dreams

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Chapter 2 – Broken Dreams

 

Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> had been
awake for the last half hour but did not want to disturb her lover, who was
still asleep from the exertions of earlier in the afternoon.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It had taken an emotionally honest
conversation between Charlotte and Caitlin to finally make herlang=EN-GB style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>
realise that there was much more than her affected by what she planned to
do. “How could I have been so stupid!”
thought
Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>, “I was
about to throw away the most important person in my life, just because I had a
dream. Well, I am going to prove to
Caitlin that I can work this issue through properly and behave like a normal
adult would – but we are talking about me.” said Charlotte to herself.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Just then, Caitlin stirred and opened her
eyes, giving Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> a beaming
smile.

 

“Hi lover, how do you feel?” asked Caitlin

 

“Absolutely
fantastic.
style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>We must
spend two weeks apart more often!” said style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> with a
glint in her eye. “Ok, it’s Minute="0" Hour="20">8.00 pm, what do you want to do?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Your choice” said style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>.

 

“Let’s get dressed and go out for dinner to celebrate” said Caitlin

 

“Celebrate what? Asked style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>

 

“You and I back together, you daft eejit” said Caitlin, using the Irish
word for idiot that made
Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> roll around
laughing.

 

It was around style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>midnightstyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> when
Charlotte and Caitlin arrived home and as both had work in the morning they
decided it was definitely time to go to bed and be refreshed for the
morning. Charlotte was dreading the
following day as Dr Alison Newell was supposed to be doing her rounds making
sure that there were no problems that needed sorting out!style='mso-spacerun:yes'> In other words, she was keeping a close eye
on Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> and one
false move, would start Newell on the war path against her.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “I hate that bitch so much, she makes me so
angry. What did I do to her in the first
place? She has wanted me out of the way
from day one and tried her utmost to get rid of me by having me thrown off the
Physicians’ Training Programme. Well, I
am going to well and truly make her pay for what she has tried to do to me,
call my professionalism into question over the organ donation and going hell
bent on telling the hospital authorities it was me and me alone!”
style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> said a
violently angry Charlotte.

 

Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>, calm down,
we’ll work this out together. The more
she believes she rattles you, the more she will go after you until you really
do, do something you will regret” said Caitlin in a soothing tone, knowing that
Charlotte was working herself up into a frenzy and would then not sleep.

 

By 9.00 amstyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> was in her
office preparing for her day’s appointments when a knock came at the door and
turning round Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> went calm,
controlling her breathing, so as not give Newell any incentive to goad
her. “Good morning Dr Beaumont, glad to
see you are on time for your patients!”
said Alison Newell, in an attempt to prompt style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> into
reacting. Alison Newell had no time for
Charlotte Beaumont. As far as she was
concerned, Charlotte was not worthy of being called a doctor and she was going
to do everything in her power to get her struck off and she believed she had
the ammunition to do just that. “Good
morning Dr Newell, how can I be of help?” replied a cool style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>.

 

Closing the door behind her, Alison Newell sat down in front of style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> and with a
large grin began “Dr Beaumont, I am tired of having to sort out all your
problems. You have gone too far this
time and believe me I am going to get rid of you once and for all, making sure
you never practice medicine again”

 

“What the hell are you talking about?” asked style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>, barely
able to control her anger.

 

“You performed a hysterectomy on a patient, Mrs Greene, without her
consent and I am going to make you pay both financially and
professionally. Believe me after I have
finished with you, you will not be able to practice medicine anywhere in the
world” said Alison Newell, relishing her moment of triumph.

“I warned you before to think twice about questioning my
professionalism. I don’t give a shit
that you dislike me but you are going to be sorry you started something that
you can’t finish.” screamed
Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “You have gone too far this time Newell and
believe me when I say, it is the last time you will ever cross me.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I am going to have my lawyers prepare an
harassment case against you and when I’m finished you will be the one who is
going to regret the day you ever started this vendetta!” yelled Charlotte.

 

“Some how, Dr Beaumont, I think it is you who is going to regret taking
me on. I have great influence within
this hospital and when I leave here, I am going to make sure your contract is
terminated by the end of the day” said Alison Newell, getting up and leaving
style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s office.

 

Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>, with so
much pent up anger against her nemesis, threw a glass ornament at the
door. “Christ that woman is determined
to fire me. I’m going to have to check
all my files and see if there is something she has missed.”

 

At that moment Terri walked into the office andstyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial'> realisingstyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> something
was terribly wrong with her best friend, tried to talk to style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “ style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>, what the
hell is going on? What did Newell want
with you; your voices could be heard half way down the corridor?”

 

“Terri, that bitch has gone too far this time.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She wants be out and has told a patient to
sue me because I allegedly performed a hysterectomy without her consent.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Can you get me all the files relating to Mrs
Greene, please, and then come back and help me go through all the paperwork.” said
Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>.

 

Two hours later, Terri and Charlotte, found what they were looking for –
the consent form for Mrs Greene, signed by her next of kin, allowing Charlotte
to perform a hysterectomy should the need arise.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
“Well, Newell is going to be sorry she ever
started this campaign against me. I have
her now and believe me she is going to pay for what she has done.” said a
jubilant Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>.

 

Picking up the phone, style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> dialed
Alison Newell’s extension “Dr Newell” came the voice.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>

“Dr Newell, this is Dr Beaumont, I think we need a word.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I am on my way up to your office” said style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> putting the
phone down.

 

“Well, Dr Beaumont, the hospital lawyers are at this moment going
through the motions of having you contract terminated and Mrs Greene has
informed me that you will be receiving a letter regarding her case against
you. All extremely watertight.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
By tonight you won’t have a job and it will
be the most satisfying day I have had in a long time.” said Alison Newell,
barely able to contain her joy.

 

“I think you had better cancel all those lawyers and instruct Mrs Greene
that if she decides to sue me she is going to lose.” a very gleeful
style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> responded.

 

“What are you talking about? You
have no case.” responded Newell.

 

“Oh, but I have. This piece of
paper in my hand, is the consent form for Mrs Greene signed by her next of kin
allowing me to perform a hysterectomy if the occasion arose.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
So you see, Dr Newell, I didn’t need the
patient’s consent when I already had one signed when she was admitted.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Who has the last laugh now.” said style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> as she
calmly got up and left Alison Newell with broken dreams of having Charlotte
Beaumont out of her life for good. She
was left wondering what Charlottestyle='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> would do as
pay back for all the times she had tried to wreck her career and she new
Charlotte Beaumont wasn’t going to let sleeping dogs lie.

 

 

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follow

 

 

 




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