Sebastian's

Two days later, I was at my office with the doors closed teaching Billy how to make a biopsy of a dead tissue when I received a call from Kennedy saying that Angelina had passed out and about to go into a pregnancy exam.

"WHAT?", was my answer, "WHAT? Kennedy, come back!" The line was bad and her voice couldn't go through it. Angelina and pregnancy were the only words I comprehended and they alone made my blood boil bubbles.

"Dr Castle, sir", Billy nudged me; his contours becoming weak, "are you alright? what happened to Dr Kennedy?"

"Nothing. Excuse me, I need to go."

Billy grabbed my wrist before it reached my jacket at the door. He pointed at the microscope and said that if nothing happened, then I should stay there teaching him about bodies and not letting personal problems affect our professionalism. He let go of my fist and added that if you sir doesn't mind, I want to be a successful physician and for that I need a successful teacher.

I blinked.

"What?"

"Doctor Castle, you sir has been skipping a lot of our appointments and I have my finals next semester, so you sir can't go anywhere until we finish this examination. You can't leave your patients when they're about to die, can you?"

He was a hell of a smart kid. Too smart, to my opinion - and knew how to make good argumentation. Problem was, Angelina was possibly pregnant and I needed to see that with my bare eyes and save her from the baby's father. So I said that, and Billy said that I was very eluded and that Angelina had nothing to do with me and that I had to live my damn life alone.

I was hurt by that, deeply hurt. But it was the truth. Billy freed me when the examination was over. I left all my stuff there and went outside with just my coat and sheep eyes; whereas he had his questions answered one by one, I had mine multiplied.

I watched my feet take steps across the door and then the halls of the medical residence. My mind focused on the footsteps or anything to prevent me from thinking about where I was heading, what I was going to see and who I was going to encounter as soon my steps ceased... Angelina... pregnant? I hit the floor more times and look up to prove I was on the right direction, which I surely was since I walk that path back and forth every day. I think about Angelina and her laugh, her joy, her passions... so fast I think of teenage my fears of losing her.

And then I got there, the lab of analysis, where a few familiar people were standing by. The man with a deep marine jacket was Snowfields, and he was pulling her into a hug. She saw me from behind the curve of his neck, I was far but we exchanged silent eyes, with no words.

I did lose her, and it's been 10 years. What should I do now? Now that everything would change with the upcoming of a baby boss, the dungeon, and my anxiety to tell Angelina the secrets of her child's father!

While Angelina was being hugged, Kennedy explained the files she'd got in hands to Aleksei. By the yellow mark on the top of the pages, it was Angelina's exam results. Files related to pregnancy were usually labeled yellow. She flipped it over, made some more comments, but instead of moving her eyes up at him she was attracted by my presence at the corner.

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Angelina's

My eyes were closed so his smell was the only thing I could feel, vapouring around and inside my nose like microscopic ballerinas. Oliver smelled like that, like frosty ballerinas. At the same time his clothes had a tone like gasoline, not strong but detectable; which made me wonder where he had been while my maid screamed at the telephone for help, her hands on my cheeks trying to wake me up. And in the middle of all that was Sebastian, staring at something through me. Obviously he would come, he worked there. I was actually lucky he wasn't the doctor seeing me for my exam, but he appeared there anyways (as I was expecting), and the next person to notice him after me was his friend Kennedy:

"Sebastian!"

As soon as his name was pronounced my life became a movie. Oliver previously massaging my back, raced both hands to my arms and pushed violently; I lost balance and felt Aleksei's fast grip around my waist; and then we both saw Oliver pushing Kennedy out of his way using the same force. He stopped in front of Sebastian and asked what he was doing there.

" 'm doing nothing, just - er..."

"If you don't go in 5 seconds, I will banish you from this building."

"Oliver," Alek interfered, "what you're doing, bro?"

"Shush, Alek! Look, Castle, I don't want you here, so can you please..."

"Please what, Snowfields?" Sebastian suddenly switched tones, "Please leave you and your family alone? Oh well... you really know what is best for a family, don't you?"

This time I could feel Oliver's face hardening. His back was merely an statue, sculpted to stay at that place forever. I got perplexed with their disrespect with each other. I knew Oliver didn't like Sebastian and Sebastian didn't like Oliver; but that was an absurd, they worked under the same roof and made part of the same Union; why not making a little effort just to be nice and treat each as humans? That attitude was nonsense!

"I do not have a family. Angelina is not pregnant, she has nothing understand? Now I would appreciate if you could get out of my sight." He turned around and even though we were facing each other his eyes couldn't meet mine. It was one of those rare moments when Oliver over-stormed and sucked every one's soul. And it was there while I was being the subject of their fight, that I matched up those two men and realized they were as similar as chalk and cheese. Oliver fell over the small figure of Sebastian, but Sebastian comically didn't accept his inferiority and contrasted the little power he had against Oliver's anyways. He stepped forward despite everybody's desperate expressions.

"Nothing? She has something and need to be treated! Spiting harsh words against the person that can save her life won't help, you know that?"

"Angelina will indeed be treated, but it won't be with you." He said dryly.

"Why did you nominate me physician, then?"

This time, Oliver didn't answer. He had his thoughts concentrated on the past, the future, on me; I don't know. I just know that by then I had my thoughts somewhere else; in my bedroom, on the day Sebastian surprised me entering out of a sudden. And got to the conclusion that the only thing they had in common was the ability of making me sick.