He thought about it hard, really hard. Call her. It wasn't a good idea to waste all his talents like that. After awhile he was going to make a pass at discussing about getting hired at her hospital. She can actually teach him what all she knew. Owen's only been established in London. Here it was different.
Picking up his cellular phone, he dialed the number to Jessica's cell. A few rings then he sent a message to her voicemail. "Jessica? It's Owen. I would like to talk to you about a lot of things. Give me a call back."Clicking the call phone with his right thumb, he put the receiver down on the coffee table and lounged on his sofa drinking some coffee he brewed in the kitchen earlier. Be patient.
Too much to do and not enough time, and no matter what anyone says, living out of a hotel is not better then having your own place. Yes, having maid service and room service is great but the scents, the impersonality of it all, it just made for restless nights.
She had another set of appointments with realtors to look at houses, more paperwork to provide the mortgage company to determine just how much she was able to spend and she was still handling the administrative work at the clinic when she realized she'd missed a phone call.
She frowned slightly at the caller ID before listening to the message and then simply hitting re-dial to call Owen back.
"Hello Owen? Its Jessica. What's up?"
She was up and moving even as he answered the phone, unable to stop the restless pacing that always seemed to accompany her phone calls.
He was watching the Animal Planet channel. Meerkat Manor. Furry little rodents, scampering from place to place. A phone chimed on the coffee table, playing a Beatles hit. A ringtone he downloaded from the internet on his laptop with the other songs he liked that was added in his ringtone list. Clicking the on button, his tone was business but in a respectful way. A heart to heart conversation between two people in the Medical field. It just seem right, he had pondered whether to call her not call. He called.
"Hey Jessica. Do you have a second? Sorry if I interrupted if you was doing anything"
Owen was being a good lad, he simply wanted to be precise and did want to assist her seeing from the looks of things, he can tell she maybe under heavy stress. He's been there quite a lot. There wasn't too much detail. Just key points what he needed to say.
A faint smile touched her lips as he answered the call, "Of course I have time Owen, you're not interrupting anything. What can I do for you? Everything is ok isn't it? Did you need some help?"
He didn't sound upset or anything like that so she figured it was just something simple but it didn't matter she had wanted to touch base with him anyway to see how he was doing.
Biting his lower lip lightly, he thought of calling her cause perhaps they have not spoken in person after the forming of the Pard. It was the last he seen of her, but it was apparent he pretty much just want to talk to her only to make sure she was doing well herself. He felt some connection to her already from the first he seen her when he first arrived in Nola. A warmth surrounded him even if she wasn't in the same room.
A short pause then he made a request. "Jessica? Is there a position on the clinic staff? I was hoping if there is any available? "This was what he was calling her about. It was nothing in regards to any of the people who knew her lead him to her, but it was cause this is what he really wanted to do. Did not do very well. Help? Thought it may do her a bit of good if she had all the hands she can get. "Everything is fine. I'm doing swell."That last statement, his voice wouldn't said far from that.
Well, she could honestly say that his question was not one she expected to hear, surprised enough to stop her habitual pacing. "On the clinic staff? Owen I thought you specilized in burn care. Most of what we do at the clinic is emergency medicine but you also need a grounding in preternatural biology. So what brought this on?"
Curious, she hadn't know he was interested in the sort of work she did at the clinic though there was that whole incident with Zach after he'd been infected.
Well, one could never really have too many healing hands right? He kind of visualize she would have said something about his sudden interest that involved her clinic. Owen's field were more than burns, that was during his time back in London. It was a practice while he was going to school to study into Medicine as well as Counseling as a secondary major. That was then, his place at the New Orleans hospital were mostly humans and paranormals who were all on staff. "I'm a Dermatologist and Counsel now. That was during my years in London." He said in correction, then went to his reasons calling her in his interest working among the staff. He's never really failed that much, probably messed around a few times at least but doctors should not screw too often, it should be noted in the handbook.
Kind of like his game controller and game console he plays on his off days. You messed up, then you was whipped end of story. If he had mentioned how much he blamed himself for his role doing everything he could for his friend Zachary, that he could have sent him to the lycan clinic...worst case scenarios was always the most critical. Learn life's many lessons. Then again, this is what growing up looked like in a child's point of view. "I want to be of assistance to you. I know I don't have the necessary skills that you have, but I want to learn what I can. Do you not have a class?" He's heard talk about that a few times.
Her hand lifted to pinch the bridge of her nose between her fingers as she listened to him. "Counseling? As in... psychotherapy? Psychiatry?" Dermatology with a psych minor? OK, maybe that made about as much sense as a veterinarian running a clinic at a major hospital.
She sighed softly, "Look Owen, I honestly was not adding any staff at the clinic. The doctors we have in rotation from the hospital are enough. We do run some seminars and answer questions about lycanthropy to help educate the community, sort of the way that Planned Parenthood teahes about birth control to anyone that walks in. The real issue is.. I'm on leave at the moment. Just trying to focus on the Pard, getting a house and some hunting grounds and getting to know everyone."
She considered a moment more, "The best thing I can tell you to do is at least get privileges at Tulane Med Center. Start studying preternatural biology, read the papers that Dr. Malcolm Book has published on the disease, and allt he papers you can find on dealing with lycanthrope physiology.I've written some but there are others out there. And then we'll go from there. OK?"
That was a lot to think about, but he recalled what Geller said about one has their skill and the other can use his? Besides, Owen was Owen Connors she was Jessica McFarland. It did make much difference when in Rome there was no such thing as not going around what cannot be possible. He could not immediately go about wasting what good talents he had. If his was Counseling and Dermatology while hers was dealing in Preternatural Biology how come he didn't think of this before until now? Why do people come to him? Cause of his field that had nothing to do with what she spoken to him about. "Actually? I called cause I was thinking about you Jessica. I haven't heard from you. "After all, he was one of her leopards so what made sense one of them would have gotten in touch with her.
There was the time they was going to get to know each other when all of a sudden they helped a human in trouble by some nosferatu or is that a vampire who shattered the vampire law going after an innocent human. The reason he was chosen to assist was his field dealt with broken minds, he can talk to them and they all listen. It makes too much sense. He cannot be someone he is not, he needed to be the character that he was as he has been. Owen could probably never reach Jessica's leverage, but he will still going to Tulane University only cause she suggested it to him. He was not far from learning something new. It was one of his interests so to speak so it was in his best efforts to take up an opportunity. In high school, he had excelled higher than most of the students who went there when he was still a young boy trying to fit in when all he ever did was mind his own business.
At first, he was being his naive self as always not knowing how much it took to gain the experience one needs to perfect in that area like one of his Sims on his computer. That took some work, he rather do with what he was good at. "I'll take your word on it. About the privilege in Tulane. However, I believe I'll stick to what I'm good at which is talking to people." Could never hold true to the air in his voice that was similat to someone telling you, everything will be alright. If that was true, how come life sucked half of the time? "I thought you would need a hand. I want you to know I'm there for you, that's what I want to say Jessica. "Owen called cause he had been worried about her, which he heard what she has been doing at the hospital. A fellow doctor knew these things you know?
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"Um... alright then." Was he changing his mind because she didn't immediately offer him a position or was it all just an excuse to talk to her in the fist place? And if it was, why did he need an excuse? "Owen, we do counseling at the clinic, for those newly infected. But you have to have privileges at the hospital first, so you can practice there. It might be something for you to consider."
She smiled faintly as he continued, "All is well, I've just been busy. As soon as I find a house for us I will call everyone so we can get together."
Owen felt like a child being shown a multiple set of toys in a Toys' R Us supermarket. When she explained the part about the Preternatural Biology he did wanted to learn everything about lycanthropy, the strain, check out Malcolm Books articles on the subject to the rest of the materials needed to be able to have privileges at the hospital. There was no notepad to jot all that information down, he has a good memory so he knew what to look for. "I was going to head over to the University sometime anyway. I'll be looking around there first to get a layout. Kind of like an orientation you know?" Nah! If he called to see about his place on her staff, it would not have been a fluke.
But, he had also phoned to check on her all the same. He was a little stressful is all. Trying to relax without thinking of today's random episodes like annoying neighbors to dealing with the asses from everytime he refrained from flipping the bird. That was that. It was a good thing he had phoned her in hopes there was a chance she could hire him. Her response was getting privileged. He'll do that since she did speak about Counseling for the lycans. It was one of his strengths, he was good in that except he does need to understand the principles of it so getting privileged was a new goal he will pursue then. "I'll consider it. I'm going to have to go Jessica. It was nice chatting with you. "He knew they'll cross paths seeing what she had said about the house.
-- Edited by OWEN CONNORS on Saturday 20th of August 2011 02:22:56 AM
