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There was screaming on the ward. Every kid was awake, as Leon entered the room his form was met by fearful wide eyes and those able to move were hurrying in his direction. As four sets of arms clamped around his legs two other nurses entered the room in their neon pink scrubs. Together they soothed, stroked hair and returned the children to bed. But the boy who started it all was still screaming, only stopping to draw in rasping breaths. Leon sat at his side, slowly rubbing his back, delivering reassurance in his kindest voice, but nothing was working and the other children were getting upset again. It was two in the morning after all. He had sworn when he became a nurse he'd never use a chemical restraint on a child, but when another nurse came with a loaded syringe he stepped aside mutely and helped to hold the boy still. The tranquillizer worked quickly and soon the ward was full of sleeping children again. Leon hung his head, this was never in the job description.