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Oliver parked Paul's mini in the garage by the ER. There was the female panther from the Channel five news team standing by a news van talking to another Panther. "Sir please tell us what happened this evening?" The female reporter asked."Well, this guy was running in the streets all tweaked out or something, I wanted to help just in case it was an emergency. It turns out the guy was having some kind of fit. He made speciesist comments to me and the nurse that tried to assist him, a cat. The bigot refused to receive service from felines can you believe that." The male Panther said."Sounds like quiet the ordeal," she said turning to the camera. Oliver had stopped to watch a sinking feeling in his gut."We tried to speak with the verbally accosted nurse but hospital policy would not allow us to hear her story. In this modern day it is a shame to see this kind of intolerance go without a challenge. I'm Amy Yamamoto signing out." Amy said to the camera.After the reporter lowered her mic the male panther swooped in to give her a big hug, "Great report honey I hope it helps you get the Full-time reporting position." Oliver thought, "I need to figure out what happened. I'll ask the nurse."He rushed past the reporters into the ER waiting room after he sent a text to Samantha and Sharron.There was a pigeon at the front desk, Oliver went up and asked, "Hi, I'm Oliver, my err... friend Sean came in having an allergy attack, I want to get him his phone. Where can I find him?""Your friends with that guy that was having a fit?" The pigeon asked skeptically."Yeah he is allergic to cats and had an asthma attack," Oliver said."Oh yeah, watch the door on the right, I'll page someone for you," she said, "so if your friends and he has a feline allergy... how does that work?""Not well, hence the hospital," Oliver said."His nurse, Shelly, is in the middle of rounds, I'll page the check-in nurse who was here at the time," the pigeon said."Thank you that would be great," Oliver said as the TV van pulled away from the building.His phone buzzed Sharron and Samantha would come down to meet him.A cream and orange Tabby came up to the counter, and said, "you paged me Karry what's up?""Emily, our tiger friend here, would like to be directed to mister Miller," Karry the Pigeon said.Emily did not look happy and seemed confused as she evaluated Oliver. Then said, "it's after visiting hours no non-family is allowed, what are you his lawyer or something?""No, I'm his friend Oliver. So what happened I heard that reporter outside talking about a bigot?" Oliver asked."Yeah, your 'friend,' refused services from me, as I happen to be a cat, just like you as a matter of fact, how can you be friends with someone like that?" Emily asked."You mean someone

that happens to have a rare cat allergy, very carefully," Oliver said, as he stood over her.Her right ear perked up while the other folded back, and she asked, "he is allergic to us, like I mean actually allergic to us?""Yeah, I heard that reporter, she is making him into a story, it could ruin him over a miscommunication and assumptions," Oliver said. "There's nothing I can do, the hospital won't let you talk to the press about patient matters, it's in our contract." She said, and smelled uncomfortable."You should try," he said."I'm sorry for the confusion he caused but it isn't my problem and I don't have time to fix it. Now why was I paged?" Emily asked.He wanted to say more but didn't think it would help, he said, "I'm here to return his phone, the Pigeon said you could direct me." "It's after hours, can't help you," she said and walked away."Don't you mean won't," he called after her.Karry still sat at the front desk now with her head to the side in that way only birds ever seem capable of doing, and said, "I was not expecting that.""Me either, how can I get back there now?" Oliver asked."That will be the trick, after visiting hours are over you can't just wander the hospital, I guess I need to page Shelly or leave the desk," she said, and drummed a little, while she thought for a few moments. "Yeah, I'll have to page Shelly, there meeting you at the third floor entry door, right?" "I'd assume so, I've never been on that floor," Oliver said."OK, give me one minute," Karry said and picked up the phone.Oliver went to check his phone but had grabbed Sean's instead, the display backdrop was a very orange ocean view sunset with a tiger and a wolf leaning against a fence on opposite edges of the frame.Oliver was drawn to stare at the screen till it re-locked, he tapped to pull up the display again mesmerized. "I know him...""-sir..... Sir," someone said to him and by their tone probably not for the first time."Oh sorry about that I was lost in thought, are you Shelly?" Oliver asked and reached down to shake her paw and put the phone back in his pocket."Yeah, this way, so Emily wouldn't take you," Shelly asked while she badged him through the secured doors."No, I think she was really offended, allergy or not," Oliver said.She was turning to a hallway that would take them the long way around, he asked, "don't we need to turn left to get to the elevators?""Ah, you know the hospital, yeah we could but I want to avoid the on-call desk. I don't want to explain a guest after hours and all that." Shelly said."I do know the hospital, I'm seeing Doctor Ashford," Oliver said."Oh.... how's that going?" Shelly asked."Good my numbers are strong so, no meds yet," Oliver said and they turned

again."That's good but Ashford recommends meds straight away. Why aren't you on them." Shelly asked."I was raised a Prime's Witness, I still feel guilty with getting a blood draw and other things, I don't need the meds, yet. So I have been avoiding them." Oliver said and followed her into the elevator. His phone buzzed with a new text."Oh, I grew up in an agnostic household, there is free counseling if you like," she said."I probably need it," Oliver said."Here is the number," she said and scribbled it down on a takeout menu she had on her clipboard."First time I've gotten a psych and teriyaki recommendation," Oliver said, "thank you.""Oh the teriyaki is probably better than the counseling and the counseling isn't bad," she said and gave him a smile as she exited the elevator. "Since your friends allergic you should use the intercoms outside his room. I have to get back to my rounds," she said and opened the large steal door which barred the hallway."Thanks Shelly," Oliver said and smelled the two wolves round the corner. "Here goes nothing," he thought.They looked like bigger similarly colored female versions of Sean, he said, "hi, I'm Oliver, you must be Sean's sisters?" "I'm Sharron, this is Samantha," the bigger of the two wolves said."You have Sean's phone?" Samantha asked."I, yeah, I was hoping to give it to him," Oliver said."I'll take it and clean it," Samantha said."Here you go," Oliver said and handed her the phone, "where do we go from here?""You know, it's not appropriate that you two spend much time together, it will only make things harder," Sharron said with stern disapproval that radiated off of her in both scent and expression."Yeah, I figured, but I think channel five is running a news story on him. It's portraying him as a bigot, I thought he should know," Oliver said then added, "and I want to know why he didn't tell me."Sharron relented, and said, "this way, you two can chat while I call the news people and his phone is cleaned.""Xander said he has had this all his life," Oliver said."Well that's generally how it works. We didn't really notice it or figure out that he had the allergy until the crush in grade school," Sharron said."Not to mention, our dad freaked out about a cat licking his son and how, unnatural it was." Samantha said, "I still don't know how dad controlled himself when Sean came out.""You know he thinks Sean is dating Xander, right?" Sharron said."You can't be serious, that must be why he is practically stalking Xander," Samantha said laughing."So your family is pretty conservative then?" Oliver asked, after they nodded he gestured at the hospital around them and asked, "how will they handle all this?"  "Oh please, like we would tell

them. 'So mom, dad, as you know your cat loving son, who's also gay, I might add, likes kissing cats, oh, and he tried getting kissed to death again, love you both, toodles,' I'm not telling them even if they ask." Samantha said, and turned down another hallway, "I'll meet up with you the bathrooms over here.""So even if he wasn't allergic to me it probably wouldn't happen?" Oliver asked."It probably would, Sean doesn't live by the whims of the pack or his parents," Sharron said, "but he probably would have never told us to avoid the issue.""That's so cattish," Oliver said."I know he is like that, somewhere between a wolf, chow chow, and a cat," Sharron said she smelled uncomfortable, "so, why do you want a canine?" He felt she didn't like talking about homosexuality, or cross species dating but he wasn't sure, he said, "I always preferred men, but I didn't want my family to find out, they are very religious. So I dated furs of other kinds and species, hoping my family and the others wouldn't interact. I'm from a small town and that didn't work out so well.""Did they ever try conversion therapy?" She asked, "I've heard that it works but I've never heard it talked about from the participant side." "I assume that Sean never did then, neither did I, a kid in a town about thirty miles away did," Oliver said, Sharron stopped outside another door."So what happened to him," Sharron asked."He ran away, and no one knows what happened," Oliver said, "you can't change those types of internal wiring.""Yeah I guess not, he is inside, and Oliver your very nice and very sweet, but you two can't be friends. He would never give up trying to get a chance with you, and would miss the relationship he could have that would work," Sharron said, and walked off phone to her ear.He didn't know how to handle her last comment so he pushed it away. Opened the door to set into the small hall with a big window, and the rooms actual door, with the intercom between. Sean's face lit up for him, and he started mouthing something Oliver could not hear, nor could he read Sean's maw with its breath muzzle on.He studied the intercom pressed the talk button and said, "I can only hear you when I push listen and you can only hear me when I push talk."Sean frowned and mouthed more, Oliver switched to listen. "-inefficient, how can you expect to have a conversation like that?" Sean said.Oliver flipped the switch and said, "it's probably so doctors can talk AT the patient."Sean stared then gestured at the wall, Oliver flipped the switch, Sean said, "I wish you could just come in here and talk. But I'll say over when I'm done and you can say it before you flip the switch. Over.""Well that works but you know, I can't come in." Oliver said, "Why didn't you tell me you have a cat allergy?

Over.""I thought it had gone away or, well wasn't so bad, then we talked and even though I could tell I was having a reaction, I couldn't stop. You are a breath of fresh air to me. I was able to say things with ease that I barely ever talk about," Sean said, "over.""I liked talking to you too, you make my heart race, but how could we make it work? We can't touch or be in the same room very long," Oliver said, "over.""I don't know how we could, all I know is I want too," Sean said, "over.""I'm sorry but not being able to touch makes dating hard, look at Rogue from the Xmen," Oliver said, "over.""But Rogue hurts others, I only hurt myself, we could be friends, right?" Sean said, "Over."The pleading tone would have been annoying if it hadn't been what he wanted himself. "I guess we can try, Rogue, I do like you and all that." Oliver said, "Over.""Ok Gambit," Sean said as he took the breath muzzle off and wobbly got to his feet, "Even if we can or could be nothing more then friends, your the first person that has been through what I have been through, and on top of that I genuinely like the little of you I have gotten to know. Over"Oliver blushed silently thankful Sean couldn't see it or probably smell it in the other room, he said, "Why am I Gambit and not Wolverine, Over?""Gambits a Lynx and has the sexy accent," Sean said, "like yours, Over.""I have a sexy accent?" Oliver asked, "I don't have an accent, and I guess I'm ok with Gambit if he is sexy, Over.""You do it's a rural country inner mountains," Sean said, "What... If he is sexy have you never watched Xmen? Over.""I've watched some but not the newer ones," Oliver said, as his hearts pace quickened, "I like your voices too, even through the speaker, Over.""Ok, Oliver I'm your Rogue from now on, ok," Sean said Paw to the glass between them, "Over.""I guess I can be your Gambit," Oliver said, his finger drawing circles where Sean's paw rested, "You know I'll probably develop feelings for you. I am already crushing and it's the first night. Over.""Me too, but I don't care something is better than nothing, even if it hurts," Sean said, "I- er, we can be whatever we can make of this, over.""I don't think this is smart, Over," Oliver said, and remembered Sharron's words."Gambit's a gambler get into character damnit," Sean said in mocked chagrin, "I think a little discomfort is worth it, when making a lifelong friend, Over."I agree but-"The door opened and Emily the Nurse came in she looked startled to see him there."Sorry I'll come back later," she said."No, I have to head out," Oliver said.Sean tapped on the window to get his attention. He had let go of the button, his arm drained of blood, filled with a pins and needles feeling."Sorry, over,"

Oliver said."What's up? Over," Sean asked."I'm going to head out, the nurse needs to talk with you, over," Oliver said."OK, if you... I mean have to go, I'll have my phone soon, take down my number and text me ok?" Sean said, he forgot the over."Yeah what's the number," Oliver said, "I'll text you, wait this is your phone. Your sister has my number, I need to get her your phone. Over."Sean's glum expression nearly made him stay, but he wrenched himself from the intercom, waved and left the room to find Sharron or Samantha. Halfway down the hall, he realized he could have programmed his number in Sean's phone if he hadn't rushed off."I am so smooth," Oliver thought.