Chapter 197: Trying to soothe the big baby
"Andy, stop pacing. If you aren’t going to get any work done, why didn’t you take a half day?" Richard was making fun of him, while also being exasperated with him. Andrew felt a little guilty. He had thought that he was going to be able to get some work done, but that appeared to not be the case.
He wasn’t even the one going to the Doctor, it was Maxwell, but he couldn’t help it. He was just so concerned about him, especially in the face of Maxwell appearing not to be worried in the slightest. He’d asked him last night, after they had curled up in bed after a particularly toe-curling love making, and Maxwell had basically brushed it off.
Said he wasn’t worried at all.
Andrew felt like he was freaking out for the both of them.
"I’m sorry Richard. I thought I was going to have more of my brain today, but I guess I’m just a mess." Andrew sighed, slamming his head against the desk he had been trying to work at. Dr. Cox and Dr. Piper stopped what they were working on and finally asked about what was going on.
It did surprise Andrew that Dr. Cox asked. She usually kept to herself, or at least, wasn’t prying as much into Andrew’s personal life as the other two were. Richard made sense, but Dr. Piper just appeared to be a happy-go-lucky kind of person.
"What has you so distracted, Dr. Nice?" Dr. Cox asked and Andrew sighed heavily.
"Max and I are going to the Doctor today. Or, more like I’m accompanying him to a Doctor’s visit he said I could join him at. I’m just so worried. I know I’m being ridiculous because I’m the one worried for his health, but he’s not worried at all. But when the situation is reversed, he has Michael all over me, making sure I’m okay." Andrew grumbled. "Is it so wrong that I’m worried for him?" Dr. Cox frowned, her expression thoughtful.
"Did something instigate this sudden urge for him to see a physician?" She asked and Andrew sighed, closing his eyes. He thought back to that vacant look in Maxwell’s eyes and a shiver ran down his spine.
"Yes. I...ugh, I know he’s your boss, so I don’t know how much I should say." Andrew mumbled, frustrated and Dr. Piper laughed.
"We aren’t talking about Mr. Beckett, the person, Dr. Nice, we’re speaking about Mr. Beckett, an omega with a unique constitution who started a pharmaceutical company because of that. We aren’t going to pry into your intimate details, just speak as if you were trying to explain a specific person from one of our studies." It was good advice, but even then, there were going to have to be things he left out.