Letter from the past.
Alex strolled down the corridor. He was exited, half smiling to himself as he walked. Heading for the board, he couldn't wait. The troubles of his intern year behind him, he'd decided to let Rebecca/Ava go with his internship, a learning experience; NEVER get attached to a patient, hands off. As surgeons it's minimal involvement. His first day as a resident, he tried picturing all the surgeries carefully laid out on the board. Imagining himself scrubbing in and for once actually being able to do more than just watch. As a resident he would finally get to do unsupervised cutting. The slave like year of internship was suddenly looking worth it…
-Karev!
Alex stopped and turned, he was outside the Chiefs office. It was Dr Webber that had called him. As Alex watched, Webber turned and ducked back into his office, curious Ales watched him through the glass. 'Downside of the Chief's office, he thought, if I become Chief of Surgery I am so getting that all closed off, don't need the whole hospital checking up on me. Listen to me, only my first day of residency and I'm already planning what I'll do as Chief.' He shook his head at himself, 'I have 7 years of residency to get through first and then establish myself as an attending, before I can consider being considered for Chief. I mean look at the circus that resulted after the Chief deciding to step down before. The attendings battling it out was a fiasco, but very entertaining none the less.'
The Chief re-emerged from his office. He was carrying something he'd picked up from his desk. As he got nearer it looked like an envelope. 'I guess he wants me to run an errand for him' he thought.
-This arrived this morning, Karev. It's addressed to you, in the future, please have personal mail sent directly to you. This hospital is not a post office!-
He said handing Alex the envelope and walking off down the corridor.
Alex looked puzzled and examined what he had just been handed. 'Why would someone post something to the hospital' he wondered. Turning the envelope over in his hands and looking at the handwriting on the front. The scrawl on the envelope surprised him so much that he dropped it as if it had just burnt his hands. The group of interns walk past following Bailey stared at him, he didn't even notice.
-Butter fingers will not make you a surgeon, Karev, quit standing around and go do something.-
She said before starting her annual speech to the interns about doing everything she does, running when she runs and never ever waking her and so on and so forth. Alex had missed last years as he'd had a different resident to begin with. He'd heard about it though, stirring stuff, scary also. He now held a new found respect for Izzie, she sure had some stones to take her on first day!
His attention was drawn back to the envelope on the floor, he stooped down, picked it up and headed for the locker room to change, he was still in his normal clothes. He had been hoping to check the board before changing into his scrubs, to try and get in on the best surgery. He needed to sit down and although the locker room benches weren't the most comfortable, he knew the locker room would be quiet after the initial intern rush. He hurried along the corridors in a daze, he opened his locker and sat on the bench facing it. He looked again at the envelope in his hands. Taking a deep breathe he opened it,
Dear Alex,
Well that's it for chapter 1, hopefully it has you intrigued enough to review and wait for chapter 2!Please let me know what you think.Thanks for reading this far and please bear with me.