"She can die and have less priority at this point!" The doctor bellowed, storming out. Dakota was nearly vibrating with pain, barely able to hear through it

Nate leaned over to her, hugging her, holding her gently. "I'm so sorry..." he whispered. A little later, he called for the new doctor.

A different doctor, a woman, walked through the door. "Your previous doctor said you have low pain tolerance and a mild headache. This true?" She asked soflty

Nate shook his head, looking over at Dakota to see if she was up to explain what she was going through.

"I...just hurt...my head and stomach...and I wake up and throw up often..." She whispered

Nate looked back up at the doctor. "Shes been like this for months, please, she really needs help,"

The doctor nodded thoughtfully, jotting down notes. "We'll move her up in priority and maybe even take her to crtical care if it gets worse." She assured them, turing to leave. "I need to discuss a few things but while pulling some strings, we could potentially have you on your way with a prescription later today"

Nate nodded, "Thank you so much,"

Nate nodded, "Thank you so much,"

The doctor nodded, leaving after checking her vitals. She gave them all a reassuring smile before bustling off to find something helpful