"Just Another Day on the Job"
"Clear!" A moment passes through the patient room. Everyone seems to be looking at me with trepidation and calculated hope.
"Doctor she's not reviving."
"Damnit! Charge to 300." Karen squirts the gel on the paddles and I rub them together before pressing them upon the girl's chest.
"Clear!" Every one holds their breath again, raring to go. Suddenly, a murmuring beep, beep is heard, effectively erasing all the tension from the room.
"Okay, let's get Ms. Le up for a chest CT scan stat, and page Dr. Nielsen for a consult."
"Right away Doctor." Rubbing my temples, I wearily tread out of the room. The adrenaline's still kicking in my body like all the other times when something goes wrong, and I don't want to shake it off. That exhilarating feeling is probably why I've been giving in the hospital for nearly three days - it's like crack. It's probably one of the reasons why I've endured all the hardships of Med school, I can't get enough of it!
Gwen had been admitted for unbearable heart pains and I'm beginning to think it's developed to something worse, that heart attack was clearly unprecedented. I'll need to check up on her vitals two hours before. I begin to swing my way over to the nurses station, immersed in my thoughts.
It has only been 2 months interning at the Brigham and they have already put most of us through the ringer...
"You all have studied under doctors for years but today you become doctors. It is time we put you to the test, and it is now you discover how far you can go from this operating room." Chief of Surgery Rick Morison led us to an actual OR. My palms had become moist with sweat and I could hardly contain my excitement. Long, hard years of constant struggle and hardworking all-nighters have brought me where I am. This is the starting point, the gateway to all my dreams. All the other interns began exploring it in astonishment and wonder. "Some of you will crack under the pressure, others will be asked to leave. To the select few that will have evolved to excellent surgeons: work hard. You'll later be able to pick your own specialties and enter the elite. With this concludes our orientation and I welcome you all to the Brigham." As he leaves the atmosphere has slowly become brighter, and people have begun to talk among each other.
"Hey, you! You're Spencer Carlin, right? The Paula Carlin's daughter?" A tall, lean, dark haired guy comes up to me. He has incredible green eyes and seems nice enough, harmless even, considering he's not looking at me like the some of the other guys in the room.
"Yeah." I'm not exactly a fan of my mother.
"Holy crap! You are, like, surgeon rock royalty!" This guy's a fanboy... Great. That gives him a curt smile from me.
"I'm Aiden, nice to meet you," he gives me a sheepish grin and shakes my hand. Another dark-haired girl comes over and grabs his arm possesively, but gives me a friendly smile. Aiden gives her a tender kiss to the temple and it's obvious what an attractive couple the two make.
"Hey babe, guess who I just met? Spencer, met my girlfriend Ky." The girl blushes enthusiastically before extending her hand.
"Kyla Woods. Aiden and I are from UCLA in California." She gives an excited squeal and fist pump after this."Wow, we've only read about your works and your mom's. I can't believe we'll all be working together, this is great!"
"Haha, me too. I can't wait to get things started," Aiden said.
"Well, I'm from Boston, born and raised. Nice to meet you guys," I smiled widely, showing my pearly whites, I can't help it - this is a big day, so don't blame me for being a little hyper!
"I bet her milkshake brings all the guys to yard," Aiden says stunned, followed by an elbow rib from Kyla.
"You are so dumb!"
"What did you do that for?! I'm just saying, that's a killer smile."
"Whatever, lady killer," Kyla rolls her eyes playfully.
"Well, I'm not gonna deny that. I have a pretty good milkshake," I grin.
"Spencer you're adding water to the flames!"
"Don't you mean fuel baby? Sorry Spencer, Ky's not good at cooking."
"That's not true and you know it! I made you food that last time you were sick."
"Yeah and it made me sicker. I thought you were supposed to be a doctor, Ky. You made me sicker!"
"I bet she can even burn water," I chuckled along, earning a high five from Aiden. Kyla huffed and blushed all the way up to her ears.
"It's not fair you guys are both hanging up on me! Thanks for the great first impression Aiden."
"I think you guys are great. I don't like being treated like some living legend anyways." They both looked at each other and smiled, then they looked at me, "Hey want to come grab some lunch with us?"
"Karen, can I get those charts for Gwen Le from two hours ago?" Karen Ngyuen gave me a flirty smile. She's an attractive beauty at a petite 5' 1' with big almond eyes and straight black hair that show her Eurasian mix. For one of the nurses I occasionally hook up with, she's great and really easy going. One of my favorite nurses, sans the side benefits, and she is more than competent at her job. Karen had quickly become one of my closest friends in the hospital.
"Here you go, Doctor Carlin," she winked. Always the natural flirt.
"Thanks," I begin to flip through the charts before smirking, "so how is it going with Dr. Le-Grey by the way?" She immediately begins to blush profusely and covers her cheeks.
"Shut up Spence!"
"What! I just want to know the latest on your crush that's stopped you from bangi-"
"No, okay! Vivien... she's... She's different you know! She's nice and smart. And she's not like you or the others."
"Ouch. Gee, thanks, you really hurt my feelings."
Karen rolls her eyes at me, she's been doing that a lot lately.
"You know what I mean. She is just... New, to me. And I really want to see where it goes." Oh I found what I was looking for. Not. Guess the answer lies in the CT.
"You know I'm treating Vivien's older sister?"
"Yeah, I heard it from her. She's been really down lately, I should go check up on her," Karen sighs worriedly. Wow, she's really that smitten? I can't say I'm jealous, I'm not looking for a relationship right now. Plus, its not like I have broadcasted my sexuality around here.
"You know I'm happy for you, right?" Karen smiles brightly, a little tinge of rouge still on her cheeks, and reaches up to pat my head.
"Yeah I know."
"Too bad you'really all boring and settled."
"One of us has to grow up, sooner or later," she sighs again, "plus, I don't even know if she might be interested in me. I don't even know if she knows I'm gay."
"You didn't tell her?"
"Please, when does that conversation ever come up at a hospital? I can't even make pick up lines here: 'Hey Dr. Carlin I'll let you scan my body any time.'"
That's hilarious! We both crack up at this because its true. It is a hospital for gods sakes, people!
"Oh she definitely is. The good doctor is head over heels for you," I wiggle my eyebrows for effect.
Karen giggles and shakes her head, "Don't you have work to do?"
"Yeah, that reminds me, gonna head up to the lab," we say our goodbyes and I swivel quickly on my heels and push forward. It felt as awkward as I said it, and I suddenly stumbled before tripping on the toe of my shoe and being propelled towards someone.
Ouch, I collided with a girl and we both fell way to the ground. Before I could apologize a flash of brown curls had already gotten up and speeded off. And all I could think of was strawberries. She smelled of strawberries. And this warm wave is washing over me, like her presence has surrounded me although she left. I shook off the weird warm aura the weird girl left me with, feeling quite vulnerable for some odd reason.
"Hey Spence you okay?" Karen called out from behind the nurse's desk.
"Yeah, just pea-," a glint on the floor caught my eye. I picked up the necklace on the floor and examined it. There was a silver ring on the chain and on the inside was a scripted "A". It had a round purple gem on top, and looked mighty valuable.
"I'm just peachy, Karen." I turned around and she looked puzzled yet incredibly amused at the same time.
"Whatever you say, hotshot. That was hilarious. Poor girl got hit by your fat ass yellow truck."
"Shut up, she dropped her necklace. I'm gonna go catch up to her."
"Later."
I slipped the necklace in my scrubs and started for the direction of the mysterious brunette when suddenly my pager beeped. 9-1-1 from Aiden in the ER. Damnit. I ran top speed away from where the girl went.
Author's Note: Hi this is my first fanfic, I've actually been lurking around the community for a while, but you guys are just such an awesome and loyal community that I couldn't help myself and created a Spashley romance. Writing somehing is definitely a first, and I hope you guys don't bash it too hard ;) I hopefully will be updating within a day or two.