Forest green and Sassy doctor
In the most mysterious game which is called life, we often cross the path of people we don't know. It happens a lot and most of the time it is insignificant but sometimes we get the chance to meet someone that would change our lives and this is how Clarke first met that person.
'I need sex and a drink first' Clarke thinks to herself while undoing the messy bun of blonde hair. She slides her fingers through her blonde curls lightly caressing her head after the exhausting couple of days she had.
She knows it is a terrible idea to be here, this place is too noisy for her because she spent the day in the OR fixing some bombing victims. She spent her night shift and her whole day around blood, scalpels, and screams – a tense atmosphere – she needs a quiet place where she can relax.
Clarke usually drinks after such a stressful day and gets laid before sleeping all her day off before being capable to be a functioning human being. But tonight she is in this nightclub, overcrowded nightclub which also happens to be too loud for her but this is not about her.
This is about her best friend Raven. She came to this nightclub because her best friend told her that this is a famous nightclub she wanted to hang out with her at and Clarke could not again tell her no.
"Let's dance, princess" Raven screams through the loud beats of the music tugging Clarke towards the dancefloor with her.
Clarke follows Raven lazily, she knows better than to say no to her even if she does not want to be here. In addition to the fact that she misses her, they have not seen each other for a while.
Raven was a well-known party girl back in high school and through the years it only became worse especially after the drama she had to deal with. Debauchery became her way to deal with grief.
"Alright, just one dance. One and-" Clarke says but she does not get to finish when someone bumps her shoulder which not only interrupted her but even made her stop and lose Raven's death grip on her wrist.
She turns around and looks at the person who bumped her but the light effects in the dark are toying with her vision and all she can see is a pair of the most beautiful forest green eyes staring back at her before disappearing in the darkness of the crowd.
"Yeah…sorry" Clarke lets out sarcastically and turns back looking for Raven on the dancefloor and when she fails to find her she walks back to the bar where she left her purse with her friend Jasper.
"Jas! Please tell Rey that I left" She says and receives just a nod from him before leaving.
Clarke finally finds solace in the cold breeze and the calm outside the nighclub's doors and decides to walk back to her place instead of getting a taxi or an uber thinking that it might help her release all the stress that had built within her body the last three days.
In addition, her apartment is only a few blocks away. Apartment, not a home at least not anymore since her breakup with Melissa.
Melissa, the woman Clarke regrets now because she used to distress her. She used to go to her apartment and finds her waiting in bed for her. A comfortable bed and a hot girlfriend in it that is all Clarke ever needed.
She knows it is mostly her fault. Her work and her career were sucking her energy out of her, out of their relationship if it was ever one. Except for being once in a while physically present, Clarke never worked or done any effort to keep it alive and Melissa was tired to be the second choice of Clarke who prioritized her career over everything else.
"Hey! You forgot your jacket" A voice brings Clarke back from her thoughts.
Green, the voice came from the woman with the breath taking forest green eyes.
Clarke takes her time appreciating the woman's beautiful brown locks cascading her right shoulder then her gaze roams over her whole body, black leather jacket perfectly cut and skinny black jeans hugging her long legs deliciously before she looks back up at her plump lips who are curled in a barely noticeable smile but it is there and Clarke does not miss it.
"Are you ok?" The woman asks again with a worried expression "Is it yours or your friend's? Uh…hello there!"
Clarke feels her cheeks burning realizing that she was drooling over the woman and did not answer her "Yeah…uh, it's mine. I'm ok I think…am fine as I can be after a few drinks, loud music and going for more than 48 hours without sleep..."
It is only when the woman frowns confused by her rambling that Clarke realizes again that she is humiliating herself in front of a woman she would not mind having as a one night stand.
"Thank you" Is all Clarke manages to say before the green eyed woman takes her breath away again by an accidental touch when handing her jacket back. The look in the woman's green eyes sends shivers down her spine, she quickly wears her jacket and gives her hand for the woman to shake.
"Uh...see you around?" Clarke adds with a smile.
"May we meet again" The woman replies before putting her safety helmet on and riding away with her bike leaving Clarke speechless.
'May we meet again!' The words sound oddly familiar to Clarke yet so uncommon, she tries to remember when or where did she hear them but cannot.
She rubs her forehead and shakes her head she should not think that hard about a stranger's words. It is probably because of the woman's beauty and the fact that she did not get laid for a few days that she is so frustrated right now.
It happens once in a while. You meet accidently someone and before you can ask them anything they disappear as suddenly as you met them just like it just happened to Clarke. However, sometimes it happens more than once.
Clarke grabs her scrubs and rushes to put them before leaving a kiss on Callie's forehead "Thanks, it was amazing. I needed it"
"Anytime FuckinGriffin but please next time no ear biting" Callie replies chuckling.
"Shut up! You loked it when I was rocking into you" Clarke adds and leaves the on-call room before Callie says anything else.
It is not the first time neither the last one that Clarke falls in bed with Callie, her colleague and her friend her fuck buddy. Everything is easier with her, no string attached, no responsibilities or dates and no drama. All Clarke needs after her not so successful relationship with Melissa.
Clarke runs through the hospital's alleys her eyes stuck to her cell phone, she knows the hospital as her own home. She doesn't bother looking, she knows where she is needed, and where her playground is.
She is a trauma surgeon. She loves her work, she loves the rush, she loves fixing people, she loves saving lives and all what comes with the trauma surgeon profession.
Clarke lives for her work.
"Hi, I am , what do we hav...Oh you again!"
The woman looks at Clarke as much surprised as her but quickly recovers and answers with a serious tone ""It's nothing. I just need some stitches and I will be ok"
Clarke looks down at the green eyed woman who does not seem so friendly like the previous day. 'Who would with a huge cut on his arm?' Clarke thinks to herself.
"Let me check it first" Clarke replies seeing that the woman is clearly in pain which explains her shitty mood. She takes her forearm carefully and with so much tenderness that the brunette gets goose bumps at her touch.
Green eyes meet hers and Clarke smiles reassuringly. She unconsciously caresses the woman's hand with her thumb while examining the cut and God she likes how her soft skin feels under her fingertips. Her thoughts run wild wondering about the taste of the brunette's tanned skin.
The woman clears her throat. Again, their eyes meet and the world shutters around them. There is something in the woman's green eyes Clarke cannot decipher, the woman is good enough to hide it. Clarke's heart jolts in her chest when the woman's gaze shift from her blue eyes to her pink lips. A smile forces its way to her lips without she can even control it.
"My cut" Clarke is brought back to reality by the brunette's soft voice and the woman seems to notice the blush on her cheeks.
Clarke nods and looks back at the woman's injury and this time doing her best to examine it and not getting distracted by anything about the brunette. Clarke feels the green eyes staring at her and it takes her a lot to not meet her eyes and just ask her on a date.
When she finally has an idea about the extent of the damage, the doctor in Clarke kicks in and she lets out seriously "The good news is that your injury is not deep which means it did not reach the nerves or the main blood vessel. However, we'll need to cl…" Clarke looks down at her pager before continuing "clean it. It hurts and we'll give you a few shots of Titanium before we can let you leave"
As soon as she finishes, Clarke steps aside taking off her latex gloves and orders "Monty, please take care of this. I've an emergency, my patient is coding" Before her intern or the woman gets to place any word Clarke is running the other way.
"Hi there! I am Monty, and I am going to take care of you" Monty gives the woman a reassuring smile but she seems not really in the mood.
"Don't touch me!" She lets out firmly "Are you even a doctor? How old are you?"
"I'm a med student indeed, not a doctor yet, but hopefully soon. I'm 's intern so you can trust me. I will fix your arm as good as new"
The woman looks at him for a moment before sitting back and letting him approach her. Monty is one of the most promising interns. He had difficult beginnings with Griffin whose Nazi leader reputation precedes but throughout his first year he managed to earn her trust.
Clarke gets to the patient's room, a little boy named Aden to whom she gave multiple surgeries two days ago when he got in the ER. She finds him sitting on the floor at the corner of the room, wrapped around himself sobbing and two of her interns trying to talk to him.
"What the hell is happened? Why is he…Aden, Aden look at me, it's me" The little boy does not raise his head but stops sobbing and tightens his arms around his legs even harder.
"I want Miss Robbins, she is my doctor now"
Clarke looks back at her interns questioningly not understanding who the hell is this Miss Robbins but when she sees that she is not going to get any answer from them now she looks back at him.
"Aden I know you're scared but I am here. It's me, Clarke! Let me help you, please?" Clarke's voice is softer this time.
"Aden, it is dangerous for you to be in this position. It may open up your sticthes and we'll have to do it again and it will only last longer for you to heal and get back on your feet"
"you can even have an internal bleeding by now. Please!" Clarke tries to be more eloquent so he can understand the risks knowing that the little boy is smart enough to understand.
Seeing that Aden is not willing to do what is best for him and that he is only tightening his arms around him and crying harder, Clarke glances at her interns once again who quickly leave the room then she takes a few steps back.
"Wait please! Don't...don't leave me alone" The little boy finally looks up at her.
Clarke freezes and her heart melts at his words 'Don't leave me alone'
A few weeks ago, she uttered the same exact words herself for Melissa. She was broken, she needed her. She needed her human warmth "Don't leave me alone, I need you Melissa"
Melissa smiled at Clarke and with her watery eyes answered "You don't need me Clarke, you need someone, you need a body, ain't a body. What about my needs Clarke, what about them?" Clarke froze speechless at how true Melissa's words sounded, speechless at how she didn't realize it until Melissa pointed it out.
"I'm not leaving you. I'm just going to close the door. I am here, right here Aden!" She reassures him and stays rooted silently in her spot waiting for him to do or say anything.
"I'm here just let me help you" Clarke asks the little kid in a begging tone and it seems to do the trict as he gives her a slightly noticeable nod. Her words sound more trustworthy and powerful now that the door is closed and there is only the two of them.
Aden looks straight into her eyes. The emotions in his look are not so strange to her. As a trauma surgeon working on extreme cases, Clarke sees a lot of them – pain and fear – and unfortunately she knows these two same emotions intimately on the personal level.
"Let me help you get up and check your stiches"
Aden finally takes her hand and lets her help him to get back on the bed. Clarke's heart clenches when he winces. She does not know why she has a soft spot for her little patient. She already got to work with kids but she never cared for them as much as she cares for him.
After taking a look at his injuries, a blonde storms into the room and takes his file from Clarke's hand before she can ever react. The woman who apparently is a doctor is now standing next to Clarke with a bright smile and totally ignoring Clarke's look.
"Hey little human. I'm here, you're ok" The woman says with her annoying voice that people often use to talk with kids.
When Aden smiles at her, Clarke looks back at her "I'm sorry, who are you?"
"Robbins. The new head of pediatrics, and you are?" The woman asks back with a smile.
"Griffin, trauma" Clarke replies then looks back at Aden before adding "It's ok. His stitches are ok. I checked him"
"You can leave now" lets out and just as she is about to leave, Aden speaks" You said you won't leave me"
"Aden my dear. I am here, there is no need to keep here I'm sure she has more urgent matters to deal with"
"It is ok I can stay for a-" Clarke does not even finish her sentence when her pager buzzes again "Uuh Aden, I will do my best to check on you later, Ok?"
"Go to your patients, Aden is in safe hands" interjects only sparking Clarke's nerves.
Aden nods with a pout then watches her leaving. Clarke's day in the ER is as usual rather busy but she made sure to check on Aden whenever she could and most of the time he would be asleep.
"Hey princess, you want another quickie?" Callie murmurs behind Clarke.
"Not now, Torres. I'm too…argh for a quickie. And why the hell would you page me?" Clarke sinks on the couch of the cafeteria.
"Want to dance it out then!" Callie suggests.
"No. Not even able to do it. I had a rough day, the kid Aden, the Sassy head of pediatrics…my other patients"
"Sassy? Come on Clarke you are the princess of Sassyland" Her friend quips.
"I know but this woman is just annoying" Clarke says before adding "speaking of the devil" Callie turns her head to look at the so called "Sassy head of Pediatrics"
" ! Is Aden ok?" Clarke asks worried.
"You may call me Arizona, we are friends now" The woman answers instead completely ignoring Clarke's question before giving her hand to Callie with a huge smile on her face "Robbins, you are?"
"Callie, uh, Callieope Torres. , Ortho but you can call me Callie" Callie replies nervously clearly mesmerized by the new Sassy doctor. She shamelessly stares at her and Clarke takes it as her clue to leave them be.
On her way to another on-call room, Clarke remembers the green eyed woman and she wonders what happened to her to deserve such a big and nasty cut on her forearm. She takes her phone and texts Monty hoping to get some information.
: Did you manage to do the stictches as I taught you?
Monty: Yes. I just had trouble with that patient.
Monty: She was not easy to handle.
Clarke looks at her phone confused.
: ?
Monty: She kept 'ordering' me how to do it.
Clarke smiles and types.
: Is she a doctor or what?
Monty: No. Just the bossy type.
Instead of having more information from Monty, Clarke gets more puzzled and intrigued by that woman. It does not surprise Clarke 'Clearly, Monty was too shy to get anything from her' She thinks.
The brunette is a hell of a woman, with a tall well sculpted body, and an intimidating look and posture while Monty was barely capable to speak with her on his first day in the hospital.
Clarke takes a nap but not a long one again the buzzing of her pager on the wooden table next to where she is laying wakes her up. She throws her hand over the table lazily half asleep and grabs it.
She whimpers when she sees that she is needed in the ER. She drags herself up, fixes her appearance quickly putting back on her scrubs' top and fixes her hair in a tight bun before running back into her life or what is left of it. Her life can be summed up in running in the hospital hallways, ER, OR and meaningless sex in on-call rooms.
When it happens again – a third time – it cannot be considered sudden or accidental because it clearly is something much more meaningful than just a coincidence.
.This is how Clarke ends up meeting that person again in her life.
Raven: Where the hell are you Griffin?
Clarke looks at her phone and a smile reaches her lips despite her fatigue. Again her phone buzzes in her hand.
Raven: I need you.
Clarkie: Heading home. Had a rough night.
Raven: Coming home.
Clarkie: Bring Chinese. I'm hungry af.
Raven: Who's the best bestie in the world?
'Typically Raven' Clarke thinks rolling her eyes before typing her reply.
Clarkie: You, Rey. Just bring the damn food.
When Clarke finally gets to her apartment, she finds Raven waiting for her in good company. Raven is too busy eye fucking a petite charming brunette who is standing way too close for someone she barely met and according to the way she is talking with her hands too, she obviously does not mind it.
"It will be my pleasure, we certainly need to party" Raven says to the brunette when Clarke steps closer.
"Hi" Clarke lets out and the brunette straightens her position discreetly taking a step back from Raven before greeting her back.
"Clarke! This is your new neighbor Octavia. Octavia this is Clarke my best friend, your neighbor"
"Welcome" Clarke says automatically then adds "I only crush here. I don't have time to live and meet" She tries to explain and she clearly does not notice how harsh it came out.
Raven raises her eyebrow before interrupting "This is going to change, Clarkie. Octavia just invited us to her party along with some of your neighbors I'm sure you don't even know. It'll be a good start to 'meet and live' " She quotes her flashing a smile at the brunette.
"Thanks for the invitation, Octavia. We'll be there" Clarke answering trying to be polite then looks at her best friend with a 'I'll kill you' look.
"I've to go now" Octavia replies before rushing to the elevator.
Clarke opens the door of her apartment and drops her handbag then strips all the way to the couch leaving all her clothes on the floor while Raven goes to grab beers from the kitchen.
The second Clarke's head touches the couch she hears someone knocking on the door. She sighs and goes to open the door forgetting that she is almost naked. She opens the door in her underwears.
"Oh! Uh…sorry! I forgot to tell Raven that the party is tonight" Octavia stutters not expecting to see her neighbor naked then adds thinking that she was interrupting something "And sorry for interrupting"
Clarke listens to the brunette half asleep then watches her leave, she slams the door and walks back to the couch like a zombie and collapses on it when Raven gets back and sits next to her with the Chinese bag and coffee in one hand and a beer in the other one.
"Who was it?" She asks while helping Clarke with her food.
"The party is tonight" Clarke replies taking a sip from her beer before continuing "by the way Octavia might think that we're fucking"
"What? Why?" Raven lets out shocked "For fuck's sake, Claaarke"
"I'm tired to even speak….and explain" Clarke replies between bites while Raven is drinking her coffee. They talk for a few minutes catching up before Clarke excuses herself to the bathroom for a shower and Raven turns on the Tv.
A few hours later, Clarke wakes up to find her best friend straddling her.
"Wake up sleepy head…time to get ready"
"Sleep…tired" Clarke mutters sleepily.
"Claaaarkie! Wake up you really need a social life. You need a life" Raven insists shaking Clarke's shoulders to make sure to wake her up.
"You bitch" Clarke shouts "Get off of me" She pushes her best friend away and flips on her stomach before hugging her pillow to drift back to sleep. Raven goes to the kitchen and gets her a coffee knowing that she might need it to save herself from being killed.
After a coffee and stirring in bed for a moment, Clarke watches Raven get in her room with a red tight dress doing the fashion walk, hands on her hips showing off her well-built body.
"Too much for a party at a friend's neighbor, Rey" Clarke comments honestly.
"Come on, Clarke. I can't get that hot girl by looking casual"
Clarke chuckles not believing that her best friend took the time to go grab a dress from her place just for a stupid neighbor's party "Whatever, I'm not coming anyway to see you get humiliated"
"Hell no! There is no way I'm going alone. You're her neighbor not me, can you imagine how weird will it sound" Raven replies then adds with a stupid voice "Hi, I'm Raven your next door neighbor's friend"
Clarke laughs shaking her head "Still, I'm not going"
"Please!" Raven begs her with puppy eyes "You can't deny me this, I owe you a lot"
"Fine! But I won't stay for long, Raven. I really need to rest" Clarke answers and Raven jumps at her making her fall back on her bed and kisses her nose as they used to do back when they were young.
When Raven first met Clarke they were barely seven years old. They were in the same class but they did not talk to one another but when Raven found Clarke surrounded by older kids bullying her, she defended her things changed. They became friends then one entity always together.
Raven manages to get Clarke ready in no time before fixing her own makeup. Clarke takes the opportunity to tide up her room a little bit. She is not thrilled by the idea to be in an apartment filled with people, strangers more exactly and loud music.
.Little do they know that this party is going to be a turning point in their lives.