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There was something about going to Montana that made me really nervous to say the least. I was not used to taking care of someone my age, someone that should be able to take care of themselves. I tapped the steering wheel looking up at the house that I would be moving into for the next little while. With a deep breath I put my hair back and walked up the front steps trying not to think too much. I knocked on the door holding myself tight and ready for almost anything in this job. What I wasn't expecting was one of the scariest man in the world to answer the door looking helpless. His eyes lit up with a small spark of hope when he saw that I was who they were waiting for. I smile was professional as I introduced myself as nurse Johnsin who had been hired to take care of a young man.

"Thank you for coming my name is Charles. Bran is my brother, my wife and I weren't sure what else to do. Bran's wife just died in an accident that they were in and he's not taking it well. The doctor's were expecting him to heal faster than this and my wife are both working extra to try and pay the bills for this place too. We live a few blocks away, so we can be here real quick if anything happens"

"Why don't you show me around the place, so I can get a feel for it. Then in a few days we can meet up and we'll talk about money then." I suggested.

He nodded looking a little worried about leaving me alone with his brother for a few days. I wasn't the first nurse to be here I could see things that they had left behind and that didn't exactly bother me. I was usually sent where other, older nurses couldn't stand to work with someone, but it was something else. Something that I couldn't place that made me really nervous to be around Charles and I was getting nervous about meeting Bran. Charles was more then nice as he showed me around te house and finally to meet Bran. We knocked softly on the door first, before Charles peeked in the room then opening the door more. I bit my lip looking around the room, every inch of it was a disaster area. You could see that things had been thrown around and left there because there was just no point in picking it up.

"Bran." Charles said slowly and carefully. "Nurse Johnsin is here, she wants to meet you."

I smiled pleasantly, but Bran didn't even open his eyes to look at me the whole time we were in the room. I checked out all the medication and equipment I would be using and looked at the medical files. Some thing about Bran made me uneasy, but not in the same way that Charles did; it was something different. It was as if he was used to being in charge and a part of him still demanded the attention and respect in the room. I told Bran I would be back in about an hour to give him his medication and to get to know him a little bit more. Still with no response we left the room and I showed Charles to the door.

"We aren't expecting anything out of the usual from you, just feed and take care of him. What he needs is someone to snap him out of this and help him heal. I think I'm too close to him for that unfortunately. There is a chart on the fridge of the days that my wife or I will bring him something to eat for dinner. We have a lot of close friends and family that will probably be in and out all the time. We aren't expecting you to take care of them, if they need something they can get it. I'll be back on Wednesday to go over everything with you and all of our contact information is on the fridge as well."

I nodded. "Not a problem your brother is safe with me."

He grinned as if he knew something. "Good luck."

I nodded with another smile and watched as he left before going over the house another time. When I saw satisfied that I wouldn't get lost I went to go get my bags from the trunk of my car. It was rather hot out, so I was more than happy to get back to the air conditioned house. I slipped into a sweater since the house was a little to cool for me personal, but if it didn't make Bran sick I wouldn't change it. Within the hour I had my things put away and went to Bran's room with his medication in hand. I never left the medication close enough for the patient to get it in case anything happens. Like Charles and I had before I knocked and waited thirty seconds or so before going into the room. He hadn't moved or even shifted a little since I had last been in the room with Charles.

It took a little while, but Bran did take the medication and I talked while I cleaned the room up. He didn't say anything, but watched me intently making me rather nervous though I would not show him that. A few times I swear he growled at me, but he never said anything and his face didn't change when I looked at him. Then when the room was cleaned I helped him roll onto his side to try and prevent any bed sores from forming. This time he did growl at me very loudly while glaring at me with a look that could have killed me. When I left the room I leaned against the door and took a few deep breaths to calm myself down. There was no way that I was going to let this man scare me, not unless he got a lot scarier in a short time span.