Ben, the Dr. Dead.

I sit calmly on my chair behind my desk. Lately, I haven't fallen asleep, well fainting...recently everyone needs me at the moment. I turn my head to the whiteboard. This Tommy Thompson, he hasn't been in here. Probably won't be. I chuckle, as I stand to set my recent schedule. I have thirteen patients downstairs. Not one has spoke, tough lads. I write tally marks, to have count what it is I'll be needing so far. I have to take care of thirteen. "Ben! Ben! Ben!" the squeals rang in my ears I set a cloth against their mouth making him drop to the ground. "Make it fourteen..." I grunt under my breath. I cover my marker, and pick up the annoying brat. I drag him to a underground bedroom. At least he won't bother me there. His face had a huge grin plastered on it. I growl as I hear the doorbell. I walk up the stairs to the main doors. I see a boy who seemed disfigured, now, with Jack. "Take him upstairs." I step aside, as Jack ran carrying the male? I called Toby, this might belong to him. He sounded a bit off, not that he never was off normal. Carroll came running in then I could think. I sigh, I hurry up stairs and begin what's necessary for the lad.

I studied the X-ray shots of the kid. Be had a lot of wounds. One that bugged me most was the scar on the bone he had no sewing marks there. It was like carving wood. I sigh, some gory thing... I groan. I hear the loud voices from the other room. Even though these walls are sound proof, open doors don't stop the noise. I walk in to the other room. Tommy look at me as if I were center of attention. "Hello...Tommy. I just look at recently files. You have a sprained wrist, your back tooth removed required laughing gas, quite a few of bruises and, a chipped cheekbone." I sigh, I'm not telling him about the rib. Perhaps the X-ray shots were bad, I'll have another thing to do today...other then working. We ended up talking about me.

They left sooner than expected, more time to actually sleep. I smile as I sigh walking down stairs. This place has five floors. Two above the entrance two below the entrance, and the entrance itself. I get side tackled onto the wall. The brat woke up. "Ben!" he smiles, I growl. "What?!" I turn my head to the small blond. He hugged me, "Why are you grumpy Bean?" he mumbles in my chest. Covered in a bit of blood. I look at the boy, he has a side burn on his cheek from the flame exposed to his skin. That they made, like when they took away my eyes. I soften my gaze a bit, "I'm not mad. I just haven't slept in a while..." I groan, "So your buddies gonna keep you up?" he asks I look aside "I suppose, some of those parts are necessary...and well, I don't have very much time either a kid came in all broken up it took a few hours." I sigh, "They're parts are in the freezer." "So-what?" I ask as I look at him he opened his Amber eyes. "I did it for you so you could knock yourself out, as long as you want. I already knew you haven't slept, and I'm used to that smell so! I wiped them out they had hardly any info I could use. So, eh." he shrugs I smile "Thanks. I owe you lad." I smile he smiles and nods, he headbutts me as I pass out. Guess he is useful.