#brandonpara

[rosschasemd]

Check Up Time

@touchofsomething​

Honestly, Brandon never thought of himself as a pediatrician. He honestly thought he’d go into surgery. After all, he spent a better part of his med school ensuring that he had the test scores to land a surgical residency. But somehow, he ended up in pediatrics. And he loved it. He genuinely loved it. Sure, it didn’t pay as much as a surgeon, but it paid enough, and residency was only three years. So here he was, an attending, when most of his med school surg-buddies were starting their fourth year. Not bad.

Walking out of his office, Brandon was lucky enough to enter private practice. He had caught the attention of one the partners of the most prominent pediatric practices in the country. After an intensive interview process, he was offered the position of junior partner and was doing well. One of his patients he had the privilege of having been with since her birth. However, he was a bit unlucky that her father was a bit of a worrier. His blue eyes spotted them as he offered a smile.

“Mr. Collins. I’m ready to see you.”

[cady-ryan]

Past Comes Ringing ||

Drip. Drop.

The woman could hear the tap in her kitchen leak slowly. She was all the way on the other side of the house but somehow that was the loudest noise. It was curious; she had borne seven children and had three grandchildren, but only a tap could be heard. She glanced at her second youngest daughter, who was sitting on the windowsill, biting her nails. She met her mother's eyes and paused, and went to speak, but was interrupted but her brother interjecting angrily "this is bullshit, mom. It can't be him. It's been eleven years, he's not coming back." his father looked up from where he stood at the window, looking out at his grandchildren playing "Watch your tone, Mitchell. She's your mother." Mitch sighed, running a hand through his hair. His wife was immediately by his side, arm snaked around his as she soothingly whispered to him to sit down. Ellie, despite all her years of watching her children grow and thrive, all of them different but alike in one trait; their energy and penchant for being too loud had never seen them all in one place and being so quiet. Usually, even now that they were adults, they bickered as though they were still young. She didn't mind, though. It reminded her of easier times. 

Drip. Drop.

Hand clasping the crisp piece of paper holding the phone number listed on the website that Isabel had found on her most recent venture through the interwebby thing that Ellie had never really seen the appeal of; she carefully pressed the numbers, holding her breath as it rang.

[mikaela-the-strong]

The Scientist || Brandon and Mika

Mika hated partner projects. She never really talked to anyone when she went to school, so besides Paige and Scott, Mika avoided most people and kept to herself when she was there. But she used up all the days she could skip without having to make up school if she wanted to graduate. And she wanted to graduate. She wanted to do that, which to her was a very big deal. She almost didn't graduate when she dropped out her junior year. But she went back after a fight with her mom and she realized she wanted to be better than her. So Mika was determined to graduate, and she could. But for her physics class they had to do a project for the final. And it had to be with a partner. Mika hadn't been looking forward to it. But much to her surprise she had a stroke of luck. Her assigned partner turned out to be Brandon, a guy she knew and could stand to be around. He wasn't bad, amusing even. So they agreed to meet at his house to work on it, there was no way Mika was letting him see her crappy motel room where she lived by herself. So that was how Mika found herself on his doorstep knocking on his front door.