"Father." Gwen said, her voice dipping in
pitch as Jonathan entered with Rebecca right behind him. A scowl covered his face, and he rolled his eyes when
he saw Hank.
"Gwendolyn. I’m glad you’re awake. We have some things to discuss." Jonathan said, standing at the
foot of her bed. Rebecca walked around to the right side of the bed, the opposite where Hank was standing.
"You sure sound glad to see me." Gwen skeptically replied.
"You are to come home immediately and will no longer be working at that hell hole called the District Attorney’s
office." Jonathan continued. Hank felt the angry boil up inside him, but pushed aside when Gwen touched
his arm. He looked down at he and nodded as she mouthed "let me handle this".
"No father. I will not." Gwen replied. Jonathan’s mouth dropped open and he stared at her in disbelief.
His eyes sifted from her to Hank, and that familiar scowl appeared again on his face.
"This is because of him." He sneered.
"Gwen you can do so much better than this lower class rebound." Rebecca interrupted.
"Mother, Father, get this into your heads, I love him! It’s not a rebound, it’s love. Something I’m sure
is unfamiliar to you." Gwen scoffed.
"Gwen, I forbid it!" Jonathan roared.
"I don’t give a damn what you forbid, Jonathan. You disowned me, and don’t deny it. You cut my money off,
cut off contact, hell, you just came here probably for good PR." Gwen replied, her temper growing more with
"Do you really believe we’d do that?" Rebecca asked quietly.
"Yes Mother, I do. You’ve never shown me any real affection. Hank has, my new friends have. I like living
on my own. I like my life right now." Gwen admitted.
"Well, I don’t care what you like! You’re coming home! It’ll be a cold day in hell before I let you ruin
the family’s name because you’re happy!" Jonathan bellowed.
"Excuse me." Doctor Sweetman stated from the door.
"I’ll be the laughing stock of the business world. Gwen you’re the only child we’ve got, so you’ll do as
I say!" Jonathan continued.
"Excuse me!" Doctor Sweetman yelled from the door. Jonathan turned around and came face to face with
the feisty little brunette. She couldn’t have been more then 5’3", but she held herself well, and looked
straight into the eyes of Jonathan.
"What is it doctor?" Jonathan heatedly asked.
"I came to check on my patient and talk to her family, which I presume is you." Doctor Sweetman replied,
not masking the bitterness in her voice.
"Alright Doctor." Jonathan said, stepping out of the way. Doctor Sweetman walked over to Gwen’s left
bed side and took her blood pressure. Just as she expected, it was high, and not healthy.
"This is just what I feared." Doctor Sweetman stated.
"What? What’s wrong?" Rebecca frantically asked.
"Her blood pressure is really high. It’s dangerously high. She shouldn’t be this hyper. What are you thinking
by yelling at her? Are you trying to kill her?" Doctor Sweetman asked, looking directly into Jonathan’s
"No...I just...I -"
"I could careless what you want, she needs to be kept calm. Until you can manage to control your temper
and NOT yell at her, I’m afraid you shouldn’t be around her. It’s too much of a health hazard for her."
"But she’s my daughter! I have a right!" Jonathan yelled.
"Actually, since she’s over 18, you don’t. Please leave before you cause her to go into cardiac arrest!"
Doctor Sweetman commanded. Jonathan looked at the faces around the room, each of them glaring at him. Grunting
he left the room, defeated.
"I’m sorry honey." Rebecca said to her daughter.
"Mother, you’re just as bad as him. Sure you don’t yell, but you do worse things. Please leave until you
can accept me the way I am, and accept my relationship with Hank." Gwen said in a calm voice.
"Honey, please." Rebecca begged.
"Mrs. Hotchkiss, please respect your daughter’s wishes. For her health." Doctor Sweetman stated.
Rebecca left the room in a hurry, tears streaming down her face because of the rejection.
Gwen blew out a breath of air and smiled at Hank and Doctor Sweetman. "Thank you Doctor. That was easier
than I thought."
"Well, you said a lot of things that’s been pent up for a long time." Hank commented.
"Really Gwen, it wasn’t a problem, considering your blood pressure was rather high. Please stay away from
them." Doctor Sweetman replied.
"Don’t worry, at least while I’m ‘not well’ I will! Although, being not well could last for a long time."
Gwen replied with a chuckle.
"Okay. I’ll be back later to check on you." Doctor Sweetman smiled as she left the room.
"Baby, you did great. You faced your parents with bravery that would have Luis jealous." Hank replied,
sitting down on the bed.
"Luis, huh? Well, that’s not saying much. How about you? Did I make you jealous with my bravery?"
Gwen replied, sitting up a little more so his arm could go behind her.
"Babe, you’d make Bruce Willis jealous!" Hank stated, capturing her lips for a sensuous kiss.
"A-hem. It looks like someone’s up and well." A voice said from the door way, breaking them apart.