In the thriving and active town of Magnolia, resides the number one medical centre in Fiore. The hospital of Fairy Tail is small, quaint building. Despite its odd appearance, the hospital of Fairy Tail have some of the most skilled doctors and nurses of their time.
A particular door stood out from the rest. It was unlike all the others that were painted white—a bland and mock-depressing choice really. See, this door was a passionate pink with a bright red sign that read, 'Lounge'. It was normally occupied by four paramedics. Juvia Lockser, Laxus Dreyar, Gajeel Redfox and Gray Fullbuster had been working at the Hospital of Fairy Tail for over seven years. In the lounge, it was calm, quiet and warm, despite being the paramedic's headquarters.
The two newest members—Juvia and Gajeel—sat opposite each other on the two, colour fast, green couches, both scanning their phones. They had transferred from a previous hospital, both together, both eager to get away. Gray—the longest-serving member—sat on a seat, resting his chest against the arch of the chair. His dark eyes were fixed on the cord-wrapped phone beside him. He was anxiously awaiting Lucy Heartfilia's call, the hospital's Ambulance control centre officer. Her job was to gather information about emergencies, and inform Gray and his team of the situation. From that point, they would head to the scene. Today, it was Gray's turn to stand by the phone.
Over by the green couch, Gajeel noticed Juvia staring at her reflective screen with wide eyes. He pursed his lips and looked back at his phone. A few moments later, the man looked at Juvia again , her expression and body language remaining exactly the same as before.
"Whaddya, looking for?" Gajeel curiously leaned over, trying to take a sneak-peak of the contents of Juvia's phone. The woman quickly hid her device and frowned at his insensitivity before replying with a sudden bashful smile, "Lyon-sama is sending Juvia messages."
Gajeel cocked an eyebrow, "N' you like him?"
Gray muttered under his breath while Juvia continued, "No….Juvia likes someone else."
Their conversation awkwardly finished and they resumed their previous activities. Moments passed before turning into long stretches of time. Forty-five minutes into the group's shift, Gajeel began to get pissed off.
"Damn it!" He growled, "Dreyar's startin' to get on my nerves."
"Yeah," Gray agreed, "He honestly can't keep being late. Its untidy."
Juvia tossed her phone into the stray basket at the door and stretched out onto the couch. "Juvia thinks it is because he drops Mirajane off in the morning," she replied with a yawn, wanting in on the conversation.
"The new nurse?" Gajeel sneered with some distrust.
The door creaked open on cue, "You jealous?" Laxus arched an amused brow, poking his mop of blonde hair through. Laxus was a large unit. It made his uniform look especially vibrant on his body.
"Ha!" The gruff man laughed, "In your dreams, pretty boy. Unlike you, I actually have a girlfriend. What you're doing is just mere flirting."
Laxus made his way through the door, fiddling with a biro in his left palm. He scoffed at Gajeel and then shot him a pointed glare, making the dark-haired man shrink down slightly, remembered his place.
Gray and Juvia broke out into giggles, Gajeel paled at the older male, and Laxus stalked off to the other side of the room, where the kitchen was.
The dark, humorous scene was brought to an end. The lounge went numbly quiet again, only the sound of the clock ticking to be heard. This is how most days went in the lounge. Magnolia is such a small town, emergencies rarely occurred within the area.
"I'm so bored," Gray said quietly to himself, as he childishly banged his head on the chair.
"You should be grateful there hasn't been any accidents lately," Laxus said sternly, being assertive, mature, stepping up to his leader-like role.
An barely audible, snoring-sound caught the male's attention. They all leaned in to the centre of the room, discovering that Juvia was asleep. Loose strands of ocean blue hair had fallen over her pale face. Laxus was the first to retreat to his half-made cup of coffee. Gajeel mumbled an, "ain't that cute," before returning to his online life. Gray stared for a while, before smirking and resuming his position being on-call for Lucy's instructions.
The white-haired nurse that Laxus had just dropped off quickly scuttled down several hallways. She paused for a moment, questioning whether she was in the right area. To her left, a muddled sign read the words she wanted to see. 'Recovery'.
"I'm sorry I'm late," Mirajane apologised as she pushed her way through the still, unfamiliar, blue double-doors.
Cana, who was laying down on a spare patient's bed, craned her brunette head up and laughed, "Don't sweat it. It's good to have you here today."
A salmon-haired man raised his head out from a different part of the room, seemingly feeling left out. "Yup," he grinned devilishly as he tucked a small child into bed.
Cana Alberona and Natsu Dragneel both worked in the recovery wing of the hospital. They were registered nurses who helped patients that had recently came out of surgery, or with long-term illnesses.
Mirajane was a newly recruited nurse. She worked in all wings of the hospital, but generally switched between recovery and emergency.
Mirajane peeled of her black cloak, allowing her regular, green nurse's uniform to see the light of day. Her white hair had been pulled back into a neat bun, and her brilliant, blue eyes glimmered with hope, eagerly awaiting her first task.
The recovery wing had been divided into two, large rooms. One, was labelled "Alice Blue," which was designed to hold adult patients. The other, was called "Artic Green." It had been designed to look after children.
Cana and Natsu had taken a more informal approach to their patients, in the hopes of creating a friendlier environment. The only time they would be firm was when they were speaking to guardians and doctors.
The brunette nurse propped herself up on one arm. "Mirajane, ye fair lady," Cana called in her best pirate-voice, "can you get t' lollipops from t' secret room o' t' janitor?" This ridiculous speech caused a few waking children to giggle.
Mirajane decided to play along, "It'd be the greatest of pleasure. Shall I only hand them out t' t' purest o' hearts?" Her voice resembled that of Tinkerbell's, light and bubbly.
Cana tipped her imaginary pirate hat before continuing, "O' course. Now hurry. There be not much time before t' 'parents,' arrive. God speed child. God speed."
Mirajane giggled lightly, fixed her hat, and edged herself around the door to Alice Blue and disappeared out of sight.
The child that Natsu was trying to tuck into bed seemed to be filled with too much excitement. The boy bounced vigorously up and down, laughing a little bit too loudly. "Go to sleep already, Michael. Your parents won't be happy if you have bags under your eyes," Natsu chuckled as he high-fived a sickly, young child.
The platinum-blonde haired boy gave up, and faced his inevitable fate and snuck under his checkered covers, just so his enchanting, green eyes were visible.
"Will the nice nurse leave me a lollipop?"
Natsu quickly fixed two, clear tubes that ran from Michael's nose, to the annoying, bleeping machine beside him. He then replied with a bright grin, "Yeah! Cana did say the purest of hearts."
At the front of the hospital, a squared-table waited eagerly for people. Unfortunately, those hypothetical people would have been driven away by Erza Scarlet—quite possibly the world's scariest receptionist—who was busily taking calls, and filing papers.
"Yes? Oh, ok. I can assure you that your boys will be fine. Let me put you through to Mr Dreyar. Yes, that would be Mr Dreyar senior." Erza pushed a button and sighed, half-congratulating herself, "Another phone call handled perfectly."
The automatic doors made way for an incoming man. He had blue hair, pale skin, and a distinct tattoo that rested over a single eye. A pari of red, thick-rimmed glasses magnified his hazel orbs. He was tall, wearing squeaky-black boots and a white coat that finished just below his knees. The man pulled up at the desk and massaged his temples before scribbling his signature on the sign-in page.
"Doctor Fernandes," Erza mused, allowing her deep red hair to flow over her right eye, "You do realise how unprofessional it is to turn up late, right?"
"My apologies, Ms Scarlet," Jellal recovered, "I was looking for—"
"Looking for what?"
Jellal paused. He found that not being given time to explain things was a little tiring.
"Like I was saying, I was out looking with my mother and—"
"Stop," Erza cut in rather coldly. Jellal screwed up his nose, though keeping his expression hidden from the demon-lady. He hadn't even said anything. Not really.
"You're already late as it is," she stated bluntly, completely ignoring Jellal's obvious exhaustion. "Now, hurry along. I don't want to see you late again."
The doctor quickly mustered a weak smile, "Of course. I'll be going then."
Once Jellal had left, Erza mentally slapped herself, stop socialising, Erza. It is untidy, she thought to herself.
Over the years, the emergency wing of the Magnolia hospital had turned into something resembling a clinic. There was no action. Everything was simple and according to plan. For a doctor that worked in the emergency wing, there was no rush, no adrenaline.
Levy washed her hands, and slapped on a pair of latex gloves. She pulled on a traditional blue garment, designed for wearing when operating on a patient and then fitted her spiky, blue hair into a cap.
Levy McGarden, along with Wendy Marvel and Jellal Fernandes worked as doctors in the emergency wing. Levy earnt a double-degree in Pedaeatrics and Neo-natal surgery. Wendy was a trauma doctor, and Jellal was a Neurosurgeon.
Together, they faced many pressuring situations, saving some, and being close to it, during other times. Lately, there hadn't been any life-threatening cases. In the past week, the worst incident the hospital had seen, was a boy who'd broken his arm when he was riding his bike.
Speaking of trauma, the doctor herself waltzed in, waving a friendly hello.
"Morning Wendy," Levy greeted brightly.
"Are you ready for today?" Wendy posed, throwing on a scrub and half-eating a ham and cheese sandwich.
"You know it," came the certain reply. "Haven't you eaten breakfast yet?"
The trauma doctor shrugged and shook her head. When Wendy finished changing and eating, she sat on a nearby bench. "I was just on the phone with Senior Sergeant Ichiya," the young girl's face became gloomy as she continued, "He said to keep a look out for a girl, reported missing. Her name is Meredy Milkovich."
Levy's hazel eyes grew increasingly wide. She recognised that name. And Wendy did too.
"Isn't that….Jellal's si—" Levy was cut off.
Jellal's grand presence shut the two girls up almost instantly. He rested against the wall and took his thick-rimmed glasses off.
"Good morning, Doctor McGarden, Doctor Marvel."
"Morning," Levy spoke softly.
Wendy skipped over to Jellal, as though their conversation never existed. She shook Jellal's hand, "Good morning, Doctor Fernandes. How are you this morning?"
Well, there you have it. The first chapter of my Fairy Tail AU story. I hope y'all liked it. I'm terrible at multi-tasking, so I'm only working on one story at a time. Hence, this story should be updated fairly often. I'm thinking of updating this story every two weeks, only because of school work and I want to have decent chapters. Nothing rushed. The next chapter will have some kind of action as a friend has encouraged me to do more of it.
This story has been updated as of 30/09/16
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IgneelsTears