a/n: hey this story is coming out of retirement and I will be finishing it finally. I've made changes and edited all the chapters, so if you're a previous reader coming back I would suggest a re-read, although not much has changed just some names here and there.
as always,
much love enjoy.
"Carlin! There's a VIP patient in room 203 that they want you to take care of." The nurse commanded. It was unusual to have a nurse push around a doctor but Spencer was a first year intern. The nurses loved fresh meat; they loved how they knew more than the doctors in their intern years.
"Who said? I'm busy doing my own rounds," Spencer said back to the male nurse behind the counter. She was looking through her patient files for the day, hoping to get a good case.
The nurse looked up and smirked, "The Chief, otherwise known as your mother. She said something like 'shut that famous rock star up and make sure my daughter takes care of it.'"
Spencer rolled her eyes, "Why me? I don't have time to step around some rich persons toes. I have too much shit to take care of." Spencer slammed down her patient files and started to walk off, "room 203?" She looked back at the nurse, who nodded his head yes.
She walked up the stairs to the room and was surprised not to find an entourage outside of the room. "This person can't be that famous," she mumbled to herself. She was hoping that this wouldn't take long because she wanted to scrub into a good surgery for the day. She grabbed the chart outside of the door and used her back to open the door as she was reading away. "So Ms Davies, I see you have no allergies and you have a possible concussion. Let me check you out." Spencer spoke to the patient while she had her head in the chart getting all the information. She didn't once bother to look up at the patient.
"You would want to check me out. Some pervy doctor I have." Ms Davies chuckled.
Spencer was about to get all doctor on her ass, "Excuse me... Ms Davies, wait a second," that voice sounded familiar, she finally looked up, "Oh my god Ashley? I haven't seen you in.. forever." Spencer smiled and walked up to Ashley to embrace her in a friendly hug.
"Look at you, a big shot doctor now? You are lookin' good Carlin." Ashley smiled as she looked at Spencer in her bright white lab coat.
Spencer shook her head and with her modest tone she spoke, "Oh shush, let me look at your head." Spencer leaned closer to check out the wound on her forehead, "this will need stitches. It won't take long. But I saw in your chart that you were in an accident, so I want to check for a possible concussion and head trauma." Spencer smiled at her and walked over to grab supplies to stitch her up.
"Look at you. Getting down to business."
"I took an oath, plus I hate to see you suffer. So car accident? What happened?" Spencer asked as she was throwing on her latex gloves.
"My driver fell asleep at the wheel and next thing I know is I'm in a hospital with all these people trying to get my autograph in the waiting room. Then paparazzi came in, so someone ordered some nurse to hide me here until someone came. And here you are." Ashley sighed with relief. Happy to see an old friend.
Spencer smiled and got closer to Ashley, "this may hurt a little but once I start stitching it up you won't even realize it anymore."
"I trust ya." Ashley looked at Spencer as she went right to work.
Spencer couldn't believe she was working on Ashley. She was the last person she expected to see. "You are looking good these days. I saw you on the cover of rolling stones awhile back."
Ashley laughed, "you don't get out much do you?"
Spencer didn't stop working as she smiled, "well this kind of takes up my life, why do you ask?"
"Cause I was on the cover a year ago. Like a good 365 days plus some. But you were never good at lying either Carlin. Or should I say doctor Carlin. You know I don't look good right now."
Ashley wanted to move her head, but Spencer kept it still. "Hey no moving. We will be done soon." Spencer kept stitching her up as she thought about the last time she saw her. With all the dry blood on her face and her clothes looking wrinkled and disheveled, Ashley Davies was still looking damn good.
Ashley wanted to break the silence of the room, "so you became a doctor like you always wanted. I knew you always would, although you were –for some reason always doubtful."
Spencer nodded her head yes, "took long enough but yes. And looks like you went after your dream of being famous. I'm proud of you."
Ashley blushed and she didn't know why, "well nahh I'm not that famous. But thanks." Ashley didn't want this to end here. She just finished touring for the year and she would be in town for awhile. She wanted to reconnect with her college buddy. "Hey I know you are busy but you want to get lunch? I want to catch up. I mean we used to be inseparable and now we barely talk."
Spencer was putting her final touches on Ashley's head. Spencer got one day off a week when she was lucky. She usually spent her days off doing something relaxing or saved it for her someone special. But for some reason she didn't want to tell her that she had someone in her life who she was dating. She didn't realize how much she missed her over the past years, so she couldn't do anything but say, "yes of course I will have lunch with you. You probably have some amazing stories to tell."
Ashley smiled and looked into Spencer's blue eyes, "you probably have some better ones."
"All done." Spencer smiled as she took off her latex gloves and threw them in the red trash. Spencer wasn't sure what Ashley meant by the previous comment but she decided to let it roll off her shoulders.
Spencer was distracted by Ashley and almost forgot to finish her job. "Oh and I want to get you a head scan just to be on the safe side." Spencer scribbled notes into the patient's file.
Ashley held out her hand and shook her head, "Not necessary my friend. It was just a tiny bump, plus if anything goes wrong I have a reason to call up Doctor Carlin."
Spencer smiled and bashfully looked at the ground. "Oh stop it. You can call me regardless. Oh and call me Spencer, please. Knock off this doctor shenanigans."
Ashley laughed, "Its weird saying Dr. Carlin when it's not to your mother. How is Paula doing?"
"Probably still hating you. Since that weekend we came home from college and you broke her antique vase all drunk, remember that?"
She burst out laughing recollecting old times. She hasn't laughed like that in a long time. It is hard finding good friends on the road, "Oh god how can I forget? I remember being so wasted I thought it was a good idea to super glue it back together. Thinking she wouldn't notice of course."
Spencer started in on the laughter as she interjected, "and then you super glued your hand to a piece!" They both paused for laughter and Ashley continued telling the story, "and your mom had to come downstairs and get my hand unglued. She was so pissed. I remember her yelling at you 'this is the amazing friend you made? Dumb drunks? Spencer, my fucking heirloom vase passed down from 3 generations destroyed!'"
"Then we laughed after she finished yelling, which pissed her off more. I figured she was just going to rip off your hand with her piece of heirloom vase." The laughter died down and Spencer took a seat on the stool. Her stomach hurt they were laughing so hard. "Man I haven't laughed that hard in a long time."
Ashley smiled and couldn't help but notice the beauty Spencer held as she sat there. She always was pretty but all these years apart, she seemed to be even prettier if that was even possible. "So can we have this catch up lunch date…like pronto? I want to hear everything about what is going on in your life. If there is someone special or what."
Spencer stood up and smiled, "I wish I could. I have about 12 more hours of my shift left." She decided to dodge the question about the person in her life. She wondered why Ashley was so interested in that aspect of her life; she wasn't sure how she was going to break the news to her about who she was dating. She wasn't sure if that was going to go over so well. Spencer didn't want to wait any longer to get reacquainted with her old best friend. But she had responsibilities now, she had to stick around and finish her shift.
"How long do these head scans take?" Ashley questioned. She had something up her sleeve.
Spencer didn't think anything of it, "Depends how quick I can get you into one. I would say probably about an hour or two at the most since you aren't in critical condition or anything."
"And will you get to do it?"
"They have a tech person that does it. But since I'm the intern stuck to this case then I have to be in the room and take you there and stuff like that." Spencer looked at the clock and walked to the phone hanging on the wall, "so I take it you changed your mind about the scan?"
"Since it means more time spent with you, I am willing to do it." Ashley smiled at Spencer, she didn't know what she was feeling but it was nice.
Spencer shook her head, "good I was hoping you were going to come around and listen to your doctor. Let me call the tech and see what's up."
"Take your time doc." Ashley rested her head on the stiff hospital pillow as she watched the blonde. She couldn't take her eyes off her old friend; the beauty that exuded from Spencer was heart stopping. Ashley closed her eyes and thought how getting in the car accident was the best thing that has happened to her in a long while.