When Everything Else Fails
Royal Pains Fanfiction
Summary: Evan gets an injury and doesn't tell Hank. What happens when Evan gets really sick? Will Hank be there when his brother needs him the most?
Disclaimer: Do not own Royal Pains.
Warnings: Some little spoilers to "Spasticity" –no major secrets or shockers from the episode revealed.
A/N: I apologize for any spelling or grammatical errors. I also apologize if there are any medical errors. Also, I wanted Evan to do some of the medical stuff in this story and he's going to do some of it wrong-and lead to more Evan Whumpage!- so there may be some things that he does wrong but I meant for him to do that.
It's time for some more Royal Pains Fanfiction! HOORAY! After watching the first new episode of the season, this idea popped into my head and in honor of new episodes, I will write new Fanfiction-and maybe update some of my old stories too.
I was going to do this as a one-shot story, but I decided to divide into chapters instead…
Chapter 1: What They Neglect Teach in Business School…
Evan R. Lawson quietly opened the glass door to Boris' guest house. He opened it a crack, sticking his head in. He looked left and right searching for any sign of Hank or Divya. He sighed when he saw that the other two employees of HankMed were nowhere to be found. Evan than quickly opened the door, stepped inside and slammed the door loudly and tightly behind him. He then quickly closed the blinds and locked the door.
Evan then leaned back and slide down to the floor. He leaned his head against the door and took several deep breathes, trying to breathe through the pain.
Evan looked down at the deep gash on his leg. Evan had been out for a bike ride. He was on his way back to the guest house on the main road when some driver almost hit him. Luckily, Evan managed to swerve and avoid being hit but ended up going into the ditch. Then as fate would have it, someone threw an old broad with rusty nails on it and one of those stupid nails cut up his leg.
Evan left his bike and helmet in the ditch as both were totaled. He then proceeded to limp the last mile and a half home. Evan thought about calling Hank but decided against it. Evan was still in the dog's house as far as Hank was concerned.
After what seemed like an eternity, Evan somehow managed to get up off the floor. He limped all the way to the bathroom.
"Hm, let's see…" said Evan softly, "If I were a doctor like Hank, I would…um…hmm… they didn't really teach first aid at business school…"
Evan sighed. He pulled out his phone and started to dial Hank's number but stopped. Hank was still mad at him and to be fair, Evan was a little mad at Hank.
"I don't need Hank," said Evan angrily, slamming the medicine cabinet shut. "I can take care of this myself!"
Evan pulled up the Internet on his phone and went to the Google homepage. He then typed into the search bar "how to treat a cut."
"Okay," said Evan, "Here we go. First, it says to stop the bleeding." Evan looked down at his leg. "Um, yeah, let's skip that part. After all, that's why God gave us band-aids right?" He chuckled at his little joke before going back to the website. "Okay, next step is to clean the cut. I can do that, I think."
Evan grabbed one of the guest towels and stuck it under faucet with warm water. Evan squirted some hand soap on the towel. He then rubbed the towel on his cut and gritted his teeth in pain.
After five minutes of scrubbing his cut with the towel, Evan finally dried it off and cursed when he saw it was bleeding again.
"I must have re-opened it when I cleaned it," said Evan softly to himself. "Okay, the next step is to put some Neosporin and a band-aid. Simple enough." Evan put the Neosporin and a large band-aid on the cut.
"That was easy," said Evan, smiling, "I don't know what Hank and Divya are always complaining about. Now, I just have to clean up before Hank gets home and everything will work out fine."
Please review! More Evan Whumpage to come in later chapters, I promise!