This Is Calm And Its Doctor Novels & Stories

I could not move, so I could only tap the door with my phone, reminding the people outside that there was a patient in here. “Stop fighting! I see blood over there, someone’s hurt! I’m a doctor, let me through!” A woman’s voice rapidly approached me. “Sir, please calm down and leave the judgment of the case to the cops. Your wife’s life is in danger. We should save her first!” Caleb had long since lost his mind. He did not dare to yell at the doctor, so he roared at someone else instead.

t on her. The last thing on her mind was, 'Mother, you are in big trouble.' When Carmela was gone, Travis controlled his anger by taking deep breaths. 'Take it easy,' he chastised himself in his mind, lowering his labored breathing. He continued to take deep calming breaths and when he was toned down, the door burst open and out came the pack doctor, Grayson, who looked tired and stressed out. Travis rushed over to the wary looking pack doctor and asked, "How is he?"

Orun gave me a knowing look but said nothing as we stepped out. The door closed behind us. The hallway felt too long. Too quiet. Her parents stood nearby, eyes filled with fear and hope tangled together. Cecil paced. My Grandma whispered prayers under her breath. Minutes stretched like hours. I rubbed my palms together, my wolf restless beneath my skin. Every instinct screamed at me to break the door down. Then— The door opened. The doctor stepped out, her expression… calm. “You can all come in now,” she said. “Our Luna isn’t sick.”

He asked She nodded, like a child forced to nod. “Good, now take in a deeeep breathe” She took it in “And exhale slowly” the Doctor said, slowly pushing his hands down against the air, like he was pushing something down. She did so also calming her nervous system down. Then the voice of Sophie also echoed in her mind “today will be the happiest day in the life of Bryan when he sees you huh…” “Do you feel a bit more calm?” he asked, hope in his eyes.

“Madam… please, calm down. You didn’t even let me finish.” The doctor’s voice cut through the fog of my panic like a sudden light in a pitch-black room. I blinked up at him, my vision swimming through a film of tears. His face—a calm, measured mask—didn’t match the storm that had swallowed me whole. “What?” My voice cracked, brittle and thin. “You… you said you tried. You said—” He raised a gloved hand gently, his eyes steady but kind. “Yes. We tried everything. And it worked.” His words fell in slow, deliberate beats, each one a lifeline I could barely grasp. “He’s stable now. He’s fine.”

I’m in no mood for Mom’s drama. “Gamma Powers, I’m sorry for all the day's stress. Maybe having the app on the TV to help a bit instead of the TV would help?” The doctor tells me. Yeah, that would have been perfect. Why didn’t I put the app instead of the damn tv? The doctor pressed me a bit to see how I was while I held on tight to a very overbearing Calvin, who growled each time the doctor touched my abdomen. ‘Calm down. He is just doing his job, babe.’ I kept telling him through our mind link and projecting through our bond calmness, assurance, and annoyance each time he growls at the doctor.

“Please tell me my baby will be safe.” The doctor, a tall man with a calm demeanor, leans over me, his face coming into focus. His eyes are serious, but there’s a gentleness in them, too. “We’re doing everything we can, Ms. Nixon. Right now, the priority is to get your baby out safely. I need you to stay calm, okay? The more you panic, the harder this will be for both of you.”

I smiled, “I’m glad you’re looking forward to seeing her, but I think we need to get you settled into your room, get you some clothes and shoes, and get the doctor to see you. Is that okay?” Calista nodded, “Will the doctor hurt me?” I shook my head, “Our doctor does everything he can to try not to hurt you. Okay? We just want to make sure you aren’t just happy, but healthy too.”

I added, trying to keep my voice steady because I needed to be useful not emotional. "Alright," the doctor said calmly, "we'll run some checks but from what I'm seeing it might be food-related." Iris stepped closer to me, his presence quiet but intentional. I felt his hand rest briefly, against my arm not holding me back just being there. "Hey," he said softly his voice lower and more personal. "Shes going to be okay alright? Just breathe." I let out a breath I did not realize I had been holding. For a second I closed my eyes to steady myself.

~~~~~ Los Angeles, California ~~~~~ PIH Health Hospital. "Ma'am please try to calm down, you need to calm down and talk with me." Doctor Fred mumbled standing up to hold the little woman before him, he was fed up with her rants and talks. She has been giving him enough headaches for the past hour, she was here for a test but the system has some problems so she had to wait thirty minutes. Remona stopped her ranting and glared at the doctor holding her hand, "if you don't want your hands broken, then let go." She muttered her dark black eyes glaring at him.