The Doctor is In
Dr. William "Spike" Giles has one last patient waiting in exam room B. Who might be waiting behind the door? Read and find out!
Warnings: Very Mature, Freaky/Kinky, Taboo
No Flames—this is not my day job, just for fun.
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The Patient in Exam Room B
"Dr. Giles, You have one more patient in exam room B," Harmony informed, frantically slipping on her coat and grabbing her purse.
"What the hell, Harm? You know I can't complete the exam without a nurse present," the platinum blonde gynecologist reminded the ditzy nurse.
"Look—it's five o'clock—not my problem. I told you my son's daycare calls social services if I'm late."
Dr. William "Spike" Giles glanced toward the closed exam room door and its empty acrylic file holder.
"Where's the chart?" he tried to question calmly.
"Didn't have time. She said it was an emergency, and you'd understand. Gotta go, Doc. See you tomorrow," Nurse Kendall chirped as she skittered out the door before her boss demand that she stay.
The doctor shook his head at the fact that he was saddled with Harmony Kendall as lead nurse. He had been grateful to her father, head neurologist, Patrick Kendall, for all he had done for Spike's late wife Joyce, but no one could have foreseen the aneurysm that followed the successful brain tumor removal. When Dr. Kendall mentioned his daughter had recently completed her nursing degree with a specialty in OB/GYN, Spike had jumped at the chance, hoping that she was as bright and capable as her father.
She wasn't.
Spike sighed, knowing he could complete a patient history in half the time it took Harmony. He was waiting for the vapid RN to fuck up badly enough to justify firing her. He mused on the possible gaffs that could lead to her dismissal as he perfunctorily knocked on the door and turned the knob. Flipping the chart to the blank page inside and sliding the silver pen from his jacket pocket, Spike entered the small exam room.
"I'm Dr. Giles. What can I help you with—,"
Spike looked up for the first time since he opened the door…
"Buffy!" he gasped, the file clattering to the floor as he saw the tiny blonde, clothed only in the thin paper gown open down the front, not bothering with the pointless sheet to cover her lap.
Buffy gave the doctor a sheepish, watery smile.
"Hi, Daddy," she said.
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Didn't want to spoil the surprise—Buffy is Spike's stepdaughter from his marriage to Joyce. Joyce passed away several years before. If this is too squicky for you, then stop now. If not, the next chapter will be up soon.