Frank Langdon and your brother Owen, had been friends since high school. Or really, since you could remember. After going to med school, you coincidentally ended up getting your internship at the PTMC in the ER, the same hospital that Frank worked at.

While Frank was usually harsh to the other interns and residents at the hospital, he always made sure to look out for you and was almost protective of you.

One night you had gone out with some of the other interns, and a lot of bad decisions had led to you on the curb, knees grazed and blisters on your feet.

Your phone was about to die, and it was Frank that you called to come rescue you. And it was Frank that, despite his grumbling over the phone about the late hour had come to pick you up. You glanced up as his sleek black car pulled up next to him, clearly it paid off to be a high paid ER doctor.

"Get in, idiot." He calls out as he pushes open the passenger door.