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Cato Steadman

"I'm your friendly neighborhood nurse...man."

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a character in “Home is Where the Heart Monitors Are”, as played by wednesdaysun

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Cato Oren Steadman
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Name: Cato Oren Steadman
Occupation: Urgent care nurse.
Age: 25

Personality: He's crawled, walked, leapt and stumbled over pretty much a lot of his life, but he made sure to be sure of what he wants, or at least the direction he wants to go in. The surety does make him come off a bit smug. He sure knows how his family feels about it, but if they're anything to go by, he finds it's fine to have a little surety in life. He evaluates the situation and what has to be done, does what is necessary, and goes with it. Simple as pie, no frills. This straightforwardness has bolstered the more clinical side to his work as a nurse. On the other hand, the clinical aspect is evened up by the experience of the people he chances to meet and take care of. He finds that everyday he is humbled by the sundry views and motivations they take with them in life; this bolsters his identity as a human. He has steadfast belief in the human will and, if necessary, he will not hesitate to step up and offer himself up as an emotional rock and a friend despite professional constraints. (Being his friend if you are a patient, however, does not merit smuggling anything in.)





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Likes:
+ His job.
+ References. Pop culture references. (Shaken, not stirred.)
+ A lot of old television shows, and quite a few new ones.
+ Cooking shows. (Without them, he would not have survived adulthood.)
+ Novelty items.
+ Espionage, thriller, and horror novels.

Dislikes:
- Too much conservatism.
- Rap music.
- Too much noise.
- Being late.
- Sprained anything.
- Seeing people hurt, although he's grown accustomed to it professionally.





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Background:
A paramedic and a battered woman walk into a bar.

The battered woman introduces herself as Sue, after the paramedic introduces himself as Lou. He tells her he's from Staten Island and that despite his profession, life's pretty slow. She tells him she's moved out of Southampton after finally getting up the courage to leave her pathetic, abusive boyfriend, and over her second beer, she says, "I'm slipping close to the edge. I need resuscitation." In the spirit of Lou's vocation, he does—in so many ways, and for the both of them. One day, they're sitting together watching episodes of The Green Hornet. Lou gently caresses over her stomach mulling over the idea of children, and he takes a look at Bruce Lee and tells Sue, "Our kid should be as cool as he is," after pointing out Bruce Lee on the screen. "As cool as a valet?" she asks jokingly, but understands what he says.

There is a clerical error in his birth certificate: Kato, not Cato, but they love their boy anyway.

Cato wasn't brought up in much money, and he did experience the occasional bouts of depression his mother would have, but otherwise Cato had a very good childhood. They had invested money in good places, and his mother was able to gain work as a ghostwriter so she could help pay the bills. His parents would save up enough money to let him try what he wanted to do, like judo and karate lessons, guitar lessons, and so on. He spent some time going back and forth between New Hampshire and Harrogate and Leeds, where his mother's family was from. His skittish Uncle Bernard would borrow him from and his sister from his parents and take them on hiking trips around the island.

Even as he was developing his love for many things as a child, he was more attracted to medicine as a potential line of work. He mulled over becoming a doctor, but he didn't want to spend so much time studying, as much as he enjoyed doing it. It took some time before he settled on nursing, but just before he went to nursing school, his sister, having inherited the depression that ran in his mother's family, attempted suicide after the stress from school, rejection from a college she wanted to go to, and the falling out between her and a close friend all became too much for her. That incident gave him newfound motivation to get into his line of work today.

So far, life's good. His parents are still together (and still occasionally flirt in front of their kids to make them laugh/cringe), his sister is doing worlds better than she was before, having been given a chance by an even better college, and he's living in a comfortable enough apartment not too far from the hospital. He isn't floating, or swimming like crazy, but he's dog paddling his way through life, and perhaps that's enough for now.

So begins...

Cato Steadman's Story

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Double shifts today. These were not the most exciting three words, but neither were they the rarest. He had seen triple shifts from his four years at Marion Hospital, more specifically during the times he worked to help earn his sister's matriculation fees. He was particularly insistent on helping, and his [immediate] family grew increasingly worried that he may not be living the life he should be at his age, or as they described it, 'peak of his prime' and 'the summit of his adult years'.

He thought he was doing fairly fine at that point. He was a registered nurse at 21, he had gotten a job at a relatively new hospital, he had an apartment of his own, and he could still afford to eat and pay the bills. He had argued with her about wanting to contribute to something better for her and something that could make her happy, not daring to mention what she had done to herself before he got to nursing school and the effect it had on their mother. Of course, he had to relent some time. It took some convincing on his sister's and his parents' part for him to slow down, and was only further relaxed when she had decided to become a freelance graphic designer on the side. Despite everything, she seemed to love and genuinely enjoy what she was doing, but he understood how tiring it could all get at the end of the day. There was only so much mental energy one person could sustain within a given period of time. Consequently, Cato took it upon himself to call or video call every now and then to check up on her. Now was one of those times.

However, he could not stay on long, needing to walk the few blocks to the hospital, and so disconnected from the call and checked if everything was in order before he locked his apartment.

It was Nance and Marion, two older RNs, who had informed him that Daisy McGrane made yet another daring escape from her room a few minutes before, despite Dr. Reeves's particular orders not to engage in any form of physical task that exhausted her lung capability. Word spread fast amongst the nurses of Ward B, and the latter, ever the type to chat with you until your jaws dropped off, engaged in conversation with him while they were in the locker rooms.

"Dolly managed to get her back to her room," Marion went on as she put on her scrubs, "but she called Dr. Reeves."
Cato's brows furrowed at that, and sighed heavily. "She shouldn't have," he said as he pulled the scrub top on. "The man hates being disturbed at this time. I'll go call him. How did they find her?"
"Coughing, and coughing hard. Minimal amounts of blood in her sputum, but nothing to suggest that her lungs require drainage."

He shut his locker and dialed Dr. Reeves's number to explain the situation and that he would carry out the patient order he assigned him. He received an earful, but the doctor eventually calmed down. "We'll have to run a laboratory test on her sputum, check how far the infection's gone, then from there adjust her course of antibiotics if necessary," he told him over the phone. He sounded so tired.
"Yes, sir."

He came to Daisy's room with Ventolin nebules and the urge to tell her off for not cooperating with doctor's orders again, only to find Charlotte at the door and Dolly with Daisy.

"I'll take over from here. Charlotte's at the door. Could you attend to her?" He was aware he said it all too hastily, but he needed to clear the room to allow Daisy to relax. He set up the nebulizer and eased the mask onto her nose and mouth, instructing her to breathe as deeply as she could.

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Nick's head snapped up as the door to the call room opened, instantly relieved as he saw Dolly. Thank god she showed up because Nick was on the verge of a panic attack. "Sh-she was just out here when I came out, I don't know what she was thinking." He was slightly breathless as he spoke, on one hand still terribly concerned for his friend's well-being and on the other hand horribly embarrassed to be so useless in the situation, especially in front of his crush. Thankfully Dolly didn't pay him any mind, instead helping Daisy to her room.

He quickly stood, though didn't want to crowd Daisy so he opted to trail behind them, though not very close. Nick watched as Charlie and Cato both went to check up on Daisy, from the angle he was at he could just barely see a Daisy on her bed. Having a feeling that he might not be able to handle looking at a blood-covered Daisy again, Nick didn't join his friends in Daisy's room.

His attention was pulled from the entrance to Daisy's room to Scarlett as she walked towards him. He gave a weary smile at her concern, "I'm fine Scar, and I'm not sure about Daisy, last I saw her she had blood all over..." He crossed his arms over his chest, swallowing thickly as he looked off towards the room, "She'll be fine, too stubborn to die just yet." Nick gave a forced laugh, looking back to Scarlett, "We should check out the situation close up." He put on a brave face, slowly making his way to the room.

Nick scanned the room as he went to stand behind Charlie, eyes skipping over Daisy just to spare himself, "Hey," he called for the attention of the two nurses in the room, "Is Daisy going to be okay?" He questioned, frowning a little as his eyes blurred out for a moment. Nick cursed under his breath as he looked down, rubbing his eyes a little and shaking his head as if to shake it off. When he looked up again his blurry vision slowly cleared. "Sorry, I just blurred out for a second." He muttered, hoping that neither nurse read too much into it.

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Most everything was a blur after that. Her eyes were too foggy to really see her surroundings; her lungs ached as she struggled to regain herself, and her head pounded. Nick was the first person to find her, and even though he couldn’t do anything for her it was comforting to have him there. It wasn’t long until Dolly came out of the on call room though.

Daisy knew that even though Dolly was a nurse, she didn’t know the extensiveness of her disease. She just knew how to care for the day-to-day needs, and how to keep good bedside manner. It was nothing against Dolly, but Daisy was annoyed that she of all people was the one to find her. But that was fine, at least she was found. Despite that fact that she felt like her organs were turning inside out Daisy managed to get to her room with the help of miss Dolly. When she was laid down to catch her breath she was still coughing, though the tears that came with such intense coughing hard subsided.

It wasn’t until Cato entered her room that she was fully aware of the ruckus she had made this morning. In the doorway stood Charlie, and behind her were a collection of nurses and a couple of other patients, though she couldn’t really make them out.

In the midst of her hacking, Daisy managed to say, “Oh, here’s the man of the hour!” She smiled as he set up the nebulizer and inserted it into her nose and mouth. She grumbled at him as he stoically said the same instructions that he said every time.

She took in a deep breath and a felt instant relief. She closed her eyes for a moment and tilted her head back. There was nothing like the feeling of breathing. People really took advantage of just breathing and they didn’t understand how ultimately relaxing and wonderful is was. When she opened her eyes again she looked over at the door and waved her hand. That was enough of that; she wasn’t a fan of people watching her with those big scared-she’s-about-to-die eyes.

Daisy wasn’t going to die. She was doing the opposite of dying today. In fact, for those 30 seconds that she was strutting down the hallway she felt more alive than she had in the past couple of months.

Her eyes trailed over to Cato. She could tell that he was upset. And she knew that Dr. Reeves would be even more upset. Dr. Reeves was more like a distant father figure in her life. He had been her doctor for more than 10 years now, and it was never a pretty site when he had to be woken up to assist little ol’ escaping Daisy. Oh well, she would deal with that then.

Taking in another deep breath she looked over at Cato and said, “I’m sorry. “

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Charlie stood in Daisy’s doorway, then moved to the side to let the various people in that wanted to or needed to come in. Although Daisy looked like she was in a life threatening situation, Charlie knew that it wasn’t the case, Daisy was too stubborn to die easy. She loitered in the doorway a little longer, unsure if she should go in the room or not. On one hand, she was worried about Daisy, on the other, she knew that Daisy didn’t want an audience. Plus, if she went in, she would no doubt get in the way of the doctors.

It was then that she heard her name being mentioned, and stepped a bit further into the room. Cato was asking Dolly if she could attend to her, and Nick and Scarlett were coming in. They stood behind her, and Charlie turned to face them a little as Nick began speaking, but didn’t really get to hear what he was asking before Dolly reached her side.


Dolly Parker

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Following Cato’s orders, Dolly turned away from Daisy, satisfied that Cato had everything under control, and headed over to Charlie.

“Hey Charlie,” she said softly, and opened her mouth to ask her if she would like her sheets changing again, as usual in the middle of the night, but was distracted by Nick instead. “I’m sure Daisy will be fine,” she replied, frowning a little. “Take it easy,” she added once his eyes had had their blurry moment.

“Right Charlie,” she said, looking back over at the patient she was supposed to be helping right now. “I suppose you want your sheets changing again. You can wait here and see that Daisy’s all right, or you can come with me, whatever you choose.” Then Dolly walked out and down the corridor to Charlie’s room and began sorting out the sweat soaked sheets.

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He tried his very best to ignore the rising urge to launch a full-blown tirade at her about how she could have aggravated the state of her lungs, especially with her basically coughing them as raw and bloody as a rare steak. Instead, he gnashed his teeth, trying to get himself as calm as possible. When that apology hit his ears, it hit him hard and worsened the amount of stress he was going through to keep up his façade. He needed to stay focused and keep that mask on her for a few more minutes until her dosage was administered. How she could keep doing this, even with the number of people telling her she simply couldn't wander off for her own good? She was foolish. She was foolish.

"Please, return to your rooms," he said sternly toward the gathered crowd at the door before he turned back to Daisy.

He had to take a mental step back.

He was in Ward B. He could liken this place to a hospice… on a good day when he wasn't troubled coping with the fact that he had made connections to some of the patients under his care. From his observation of this particular ward, some clung onto life like a fish thrashing on the floor of the fisherman's boat, gasping for their last meaningless breath somewhere completely foreign to them; some like a child experiencing simultaneous wonder and fear at a helium balloon—wonder at how its color stands out with the blue of the sky, and fear stemming from the understanding that it could either float away or pop at a moment's notice. Daisy fell under the latter.

She fought, but there were times—and lots of them—that she fought the wrong battles.

Up sprung the anger again, and it took quite a bit of effort not to start rattling off with the full-blown tirade he was thinking of earlier. "It's not me you should be sorry to," he finally replied, turning off the nebulizer once she had gotten her dosage of Ventolin. He sanitized the mask and put it away for future use. "I don't know what you were trying to prove, or what your motivations were for pulling off that stunt, and frankly, I don't care to ask right now." Hands sanitized, he allowed himself to run his hands over his face in exasperation, and huffed. "I'm not going to go over all the particulars again if that's what will irritate you. I know what I say now can't change you overnight—Dr. Reeves had ten, and there clearly wasn't much change there. Give all this a good think, and once you've come to your senses, we'll talk."

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Cato was angry. She knew that he had been upset, but she hadn't realized that his feelings were anger. Daisy hated watching him boil up like this, especially since she was the cause of it. Most of the time she felt no regret for her wild antics and attempts to prove that she was going to live a full life. But right now, with Cato trying not to explode in front go everyone, she felt a pinch of regret. However, it wasn't regret that she had done and harmed herself, but it was regret that it had upset Cato.

He was harsh in his words to crowd outside her door, but he still maintained a professional facade as he told them to scram. She nodded her head at him as he came back to take the mask off of her face. It was her very simple way of thanking him. In fact it was common thank you from Daisy. Often times whenever she really wanted to thank someone she was too out of breath to form the words and so she gave them a nod. She obviously wasn't out of breath, but she was out of words. I wasn't before too long that she was back on her game though.

Once the crowd dissolved Cato started at her. Daisy was fully aware that this was not a full blown tirade, but this little bit was just enough to get her ticking. She stared at him with deep intent as he kept going. She heard every word he said, though not all of it sunk it. She knew that they were tired of her, she knew that. It was only a matter of time before they would hire someone to sit in with her in the night. Yes, they were tired of Daisy continually pushing herself too far, but she was tired of being controlled by a disease that prevented her from living life to the fullest.

When Cato was finished she wanted to fight back, but she knew if she were to get too excited her chest would tighten and they'd be back to the beginning. A single hand pushed her hair back out of her face. Daisy didn't believe in being selfish, but she was going to take this one moment.

"I'm dying, Cato."

She left out a huff of air before continuing, "And all I get to do about it is sit in my room and watch reruns of The Simpsons. I want to live, and I want to live well. And right now, proving that I can go farther than the doctor says feels a like living."

This was unusually sentimental of Daisy, but she felt like if maybe Cato understood why she did it some stress would be relieved. Yes, it often times seemed like Daisy was just trying to throw her life away, but there was much more to the reason behind her trouble.

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Following Nick down the hallway to where Daisy was, Scarlett felt a wave of sadness wash over her. It was times like these that made her regret the amount of time she still has left to live. Sure, it still wasn't easy living with Haemophilia, but at least she had a normal human lifespan.
It all happened rather quickly. Daisy was struggling to breathe, Dolly was trying to help and Cato was there to rescue Daisy before she would've ventured off into unconsciousness. Scarlett liked that about Cato; the fact that he was able to have a friendship with most of his patients, and willingly help them survive.
Unlike her, he was able to make a change.

When Daisy needed time alone, Charlie went with Dolly to her room. Scarlett watched as Nick followed the two of them, knowing he was planning on talking to Dolly.
Scar knew Nick long enough now to have noticed the way he is when around Dolly. She also knew that if she went with Nick to Charlies room, she would tease him even more.
"Maybe time alone right now would be nice." She thought.

It was still early in the morning when Scarlett went up onto the rooftop. A lot of the patients weren't able to make it up to the rooftop and when it was as early as it was, there wouldn't be a soul who knew of Scarletts disappearance. She smiled a faint smile and looked at her surroundings. Because the other patients were unable to climb the stairs to the rooftop, or just didn't bother, Scarlett was usually up there alone. The doctors possibly knew about it, but were never around when she was up there.
It was her stage up on the rooftop; the only place where she could let it all out.

Scarlett had danced up on the rooftop till her bones began to ache, and her joints began to stiffen. She wanted to dance before having to get blood infusions later on in the day, which meant she needed to rest in her bed for a while. Sitting down, she began to stretch out her legs. Looking up at the sky, she sighed happily. It was a nice day. She sighed once more before realizing that at this point, Scarlett had never felt so alone.

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He didn't need to be reminded of that fact.

He could see it in the weary look she wore, weakened by the coughing fit and the vigorous enough activity she put herself through. Perhaps, if he weren't quite so upset, he would've been impressed. Every time he came by to attend to her, day after day, year after year, he could see the growing exhaustion with the life she was leading now and the clear disparity between it and the life she so desperately wanted to chase, but as it was, she couldn't even make it past the call station to make her great escape. Her disorder was the spotlight from the watchtower; the nurses, the dogs; her doctor, her warden.

He didn't want to bark or bite.

As much as possible, he tried to figure out how to let the upset dissipate. He let out a deep sigh, the best and the easiest way how he could muster at the moment, and put on a wan smile for her. "You know I can't play devil's advocate. As one of the nurses delivering care to you, and to the best of my ability, I urge you to follow the course of treatment and all advice given to you by your attending physician. It's inadvisable for you in your state, urgent, fiery need for existential confirmation or not, to wander past the bathroom provided for you in this room, much less wander into the hall. Your lungs show signs of infection. You've been put on a course of antibiotics to counter it."

He paused, taking a good look at Daisy before he pat her gently on the shoulder.

"But as your friend, I can't stress how important your treatment here is enough. I want you to be well, happy, and all the things you want to be, but you can't be all of those if you're writhing around in pain. And I don't want to see you that way."

He gave her shoulder a little squeeze before he set off for the door. "I'll be off. I need to go over patient orders in the nurse's station."

Just before that, he thought he would pay a little trip to Nick's room to ask him something, but upon finding him by the door of Charlotte's room, he approached him there instead.

"Nick. D'you think—" He turned to look inside Charlotte's room, and waved Dolly a polite hello. "—sorry to interrupt the conversation. Nick, could I ask a favor?"

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Nick struggled slightly to maintain a casual composure as Dolly smiled, having to resist the urge to just melt at her adorable doe-eyed face. He couldn't help it as his smile grew a little wider and he lost himself to thought for a moment or two, tuning in just in time to hear Dolly ask him if he wanted anything. 'Well, I'd very much like for you to reciprocate my feelings, that would be nice.' Nick desperately wanted to just voice his thoughts so they'd be out in the open, and maybe if it was anyone else besides Dolly he might. But she'd always been so bright and sunshiny around him, Nick felt the need to hide his bitter comments on anything.

It took him a second to think up some sort of response that wouldn't make him sound like a complete idiot in front of her, "I mean I don't need anything technically, besides you know someone to talk to, cause Daisy's out of commission at the moment and uh, oh Charlie's sleeping, huh, you think I would have noticed that." He was blabbering, 'Crap, very rough start, just wrap it up.' he thought to himself, "So, I overheard something about a gala? You gotta go to those kinds of events right?" He questioned. Nick had been itching to ask Dolly about the Gala for sometime now, he'd overheard/ eavesdropped on some nurses' conversation. They hadn't provided much information about it besides there was a formal dress code and that they needed dates. Nick figured that Dolly wouldn't ask him to be her date but a guy could dream.

Nick must have been a little too keen on listening for Dolly's response because he didn't even notice Cato until he spoke. Ah, Cato, the guy that Dolly actually liked, not that Nick would let that little detail effect their friendship. He gave his friend a wide grin, "Sure, what do you need? Got any tech questions?" Nick loved helping out when he could, especially when there was a possibility of getting to fix up a device.

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Dolly sighed, nodded and chewed her lip as she fiddled with the sheets that were tucked under her arm. The Gala. It would be a great night, she was sure, but she needed both a dress and a date. The latter being hard to find.

She would love to go with Cato, of course she would. It would be her dream come true. But it was fairly obvious that she was the only one doing the lusting in their relationship. Still, he might ask her, if he found no one else to go with.

Before she got a chance to give a proper, verbal answer, the Devil himself appeared in the doorway. Argh, awkward. She had been thinking about him only a second ago. A wide smile occupied her face, despite her inner blushing, as she moved a bit closer to the door, preparing to leave while Nick and Cato spoke, and trying not to look at Cato. She looked back at Charlie one more time, who had gotten into bed without Dolly even noticing. She looked like she was asleep, so she hoped the men didn’t wake her up.

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"Well... It's about Daisy." Cato paused and pinched the bridge of his nose. This was more complicated than he thought, being a carer and a friend to a patient in the hospital. There was no escaping the connection between him and them. He simultaneously wished he could afford to be as aloof as some of the doctors seemed to be around their patients. "Look, I'm aware it isn't exactly news: she feels as if she's wasting the rest of her life here, and I can see that. We all can see that. She practically kills herself just wandering out of her room despite patient orders just to prove that her life is still worthwhile, and if she keeps up with this destructive behavior, then she just might."

He took a moment to pause and look Nick in the eyes, and he shook his head and started to chuckle. "Sorry, man, I... It's stressing knowing that she isn't all right—and I'm digressing."

He rummaged around in his pocket for his phone and showed him a picture of a video camera he had lying around that a cousin of his gave him. "I've got this camera here. It's working, all right, but all I'll need is a sturdy tripod and some video editing software. I just want to give her her shot at directing films. Filming herself like one would in a video blog to help cope with it all. It could turn out real good for her, Nick."

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Nick straightened up as Cato mentioned Daisy, no longer leaning casually on the door frame. The wide grin on his face faded a little. He just couldn't help but lose the will to be cheerful when his friends' names came up, especially seeing as all his friends practically lived in the same ward as he did. Nick could see how Cato struggled to even ask his favor.

Honestly, Nick felt for the guy, he'd genuinely befriended some of the patients. It probably took a lot to continue a friendship that very well might end in death relatively soon. He really admired Cato for it, lord knows if Nick was in Cato's shoes he wouldn't be able to handle it all. Hell, he could barely handle it now. Nick patted Cato on the back a little as he admitted it was stressing knowing Daisy wasn't alright, knowing very well how he felt.

Nick smirked a little as Cato pulled out his phone to show him a picture of a camera. There it was, the very thing keeping Nick sane in this world: Technology. He took the phone from Cato, zooming in on the camera so he could clearly see the make and model. Some different types of tripods flashing through his head as he listened to Cato. He looked up from the phone, really trying not to tear up as he remembered Dolly was literally right there, "Don't worry about it man, I'll get it no problem." Nick gave a wide smile, squeezing Cato's shoulder a bit. "I'm sure that she'll love it Buddy."

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The look on Cato's face brightened with that little bit of hope Nick gave him when he agreed to it. He couldn't possibly miss out on the chance to make someone's life better, especially someone like Daisy who deserved every possible happiness she could glean despite the limits her illness seemed to create for her. He supposed he attributed it to the feeling that rose up inside him whenever he remembered his sister, and what she did then. Daisy was a daily reminder of her, her fragility, and the great promise she showed.

"Thanks, man," he grinned. "Really. Thank you." And with a grateful pat to the arm, Cato carried on with his rounds of the ward.

He first had to start out with those who needed the most assistance. Daisy was out of the way, having already been sent to her room and put on medication to help ease her breathing, and Dolly had already attended to Charlotte, so he carried on with the rest. Mrs Acuña, a sufferer of acute renal failure among other things, worried again about how her grandchildren were going to react to her being this way or how her children were going to fare without her. Cato took some time to sit down with her and talk to try and alleviate her nervousness, which was causing her some stress. He assured her he'd make contact with her estranged family members, seeing as she wanted her family to be around her if and when she passes, while he was checking on her. After that was done, he moved onto the next patients on his list.