Hello all, This Story Came into my head as I was reading Eclipse and you will probably be able to guess which bit as I write more chapters. It was firstly going to be just a twilight fan fiction but then I figured out a way to incorporate Grey's Anatomy into it and it just completed the visual image. I am going to be completely loyal to Twilight and Grey's Anatomy, I really cannot understand how people can change the story lines. So the story lines from both book and TV show are NOT going to be changed at all.
I do not own the characters or Twilight or Grey's Anatomy just to let you know.
As I drove the two hour drive from Seattle to Forks, it was very hard to not concentrate on the reason I had left. I shouldn't have messed with fate, in the end it was obvious that he loved her, but the real question was, had he ever stopped loving her? Did he ever love me? Or was I just the rebound girl? – Well, that's three questions, but they are all equally important.
I was going to miss him, his perfect hair, his voice, the way he was still able to crack jokes even though he had a person's brain exposed to the world on his table, the way he always said the same line before surgery, the way he walked around the hospital in his navy blue scrubs signifying that he was important – the head of neurosurgery for that matter. He was the perfect man and he used to be mine. However, I was never entirely sure that he had ever gotten over her.
The legend was hard to forget, and gossip raced around the hospital at a mile a minute. Every time something happened between those two it took about two minutes for the whole hospital to know. And after he chose to go back to her I knew that I was going to be a major victim to gossip if I stayed, hence why I had to leave. I couldn't take it, the way everybody looked at me, as if they sympathised but at the same time they thought I deserved it.
I decided to go far enough away that it would be easy to forget my old world but close enough that I could still see my mother once in a while without having to catch a plane – I knew that her health would deteriorate if I just left the face of the earth and never came back – so I was headed to be a nurse at forks community hospital.
The hospital had a great reputation and the surgeon at the hospital was one of the greats. Dr Cullen, I had asked a few of the nurses back home about him and they had told me he was an inspiration but most of all he was incredibly good looking, I really wasn't interested in that part, I had definitely had my fair share of good looking doctors. Weren't there any doctors on the earth that were at least average looking? Or was that one of the requirements to become a fully licensed surgeon?
Forks was a very small town with a population of 3120 people – well that not that small, but compared to Seattle it is tiny. – This meant that there were going to be a smaller amount of nurses and doctors. I'm not sure if this is better or worse, on one side, everybody will know everybody and want to know everybody's business which was exactly the type of thing that I was trying to run away from. While on the other hand because everybody knew everybody personally they would not gossip like they are looking at some freak show at the circus.
I had bought a house last week and now I was finally going to be able to see it. I had already seen it, I mean it would be very dumb to buy a house without seeing it, but now I was going to be able to see it as it was – my house. It was an old style house, just like most of the others around it, it was smaller than my old house, but definitely big enough for one person to live in without feeling claustrophobic. There were two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, a dining room and one bathroom which was joined to the laundry. Its size gave it character; it had the feel of a cottage in the woods from a fairy tale like Hansel and Gretel.
As I steered into the driveway I had the sudden realisation that I was home, this was going to be my home for however long I lived here, it was a comforting feeling. I sat there looking out the windscreen for a long time just taking it all in, the bright blue door, the slanted windows, the lopsided chimney, the over grown garden – I was going to have to do something about that – It all fit together perfectly.
I decided that I'd better get out and unpack my things, I was surprised that I could actually fit all of my stuff into my trunk, but that could be due to the fact that I spent half my time at the hospital which meant that I didn't have time for buying new things. It took me about three trips back and forth from my car to my house to get everything out and into my living room.
As I had lived with my mother, I couldn't take any furniture with me because it would still be in use at home, but my mother had kindly ordered some furniture to be delivered during the week, so I had a bed in one bedroom along with a wardrobe, there were two couches in the living room, a set of table and chairs in the dining room and all the different appliances in the kitchen as well. Yea, my mother really loves me. I really don't know how I am going to cope without her.
Instead of dwelling on the fact that I wasn't going to see my mother for three months, I read through the information pack that I had given two weeks ago when I had accepted the job at Forks Community Hospital. There was enough information here to last me all night, I really didn't understand why they needed to put so much information. So I decided to skim through it and look for the important bits. As I was skimming I saw a printed sheet with my hours on it. As I glanced at it I realised how packed my schedule had been at Seattle Grace, I guess that's what happens when you work at one of the leading hospitals in the country.
I was going to have so much free time on my hands, I was going to have to find a new hobby. Whenever I had had free time, which was very rarely, I would look through my Gran's Photo album.
She had lived in Portland as a girl in a very wealthy family, apparently she was extremely spoiled. She had been given a camera for her 12th birthday and then became obsessive with taking pictures of anything and everything. There were pictures of her family and friends, and there were a lot of pictures of her first crush (she had become quite obsessive). She later became a professional photographer after she decided she did not want to help out with the family business.
She had also kept diaries, but I was never a good reader so I had never touched those dusty old things. I think my mum still had them in a box in her attic somewhere, untouched since the day we put them there six years ago when we cleared out Gran's house after she died. I was really going to have to get that photo album off mum, she never looked at them. At least it would give me an excuse to visit her, but not right at the moment, I still had to get through a few weeks at work first.
I know this Chapter is really boring, it is kind of an intro with no cliff hanger, but I am going to get to that. And I am not going to pressure you to review either; I really hate it when people tell you that you need to review their stories. So feel free to if you want to but I am not making you. Also I know exactly where this story is going and I know the ending, It would be funny if someone could figure out where the story is going.