Who Would Have Guessed?
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A/N: My first story so please rate & review, if you'd be so kind. The following story is an AU where Elliot gets together with Molly. It'll include some references to the episodes Heather Graham appeared in as Molly and possibly (read: probably) some character changes in specific scenes. Should anyone take offence to the subject matter contained within the story, including any of the actors that portrayed any of the characters mentioned below if they ever go on fanfiction, that was not my intent. I wrote this merely as a technical exercise for myself to try and test my writing abilities and also to compound an idea that, I'm sure, has played in the minds of damn near every heterosexual male who watched the episode where Elliot spills coffee on Molly's clothes followed by a mention of ointment… and rubbing… The story will contain romance (obviously), some drama and hopefully humour, this is Scrubs after all.
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Dr. Elliot Reid was busy reviewing patient's charts in the doctor's lounge when she noticed one that belonged to a particular patient. A Ms. Amelia Jackson, 22 years old, fresh out of college and the whole of her life ahead of her. Until recently. Hodgkin's lymphoma, cancer. Cancer that had spread throughout her lymphatic system. Her immune system was shot up since the disease targeted her white blood cells. It had progressed so far that there was never any real hope of treatment being effective. As a doctor, she was trained to suppress her emotions. Not let them get to her and prevent her from doing her job, but every now and then as any physician will tell you, you just get one case that drives you over the edge. Her eyes welled up and there was no way she could stop herself. This was months of bad news and families torn apart upon hearing their loved one was either dead or not far behind, stored up inside her heart. Where else would you keep feelings like that?
The doctor's lounge was empty and she was glad of it, the last thing she needed was for her co-workers and friends to see her like this. They'd just make it into something more than it was. However, all of a sudden there were footsteps in the room. She looked up from where she was hunched over weeping into her hands, trying to stifle her whimpering so no one would hear her, and who was it but, Molly.
Dr. Molly Clock, attending psychiatrist at Sacred Heart hospital but also best friend and mentor of sorts to Elliot (side note: also officially ranked as the second hottest female medical practitioner in the hospital, after Nurse Tisdale of course, according to J.D. and Turk). "Hey Elliot," she greeted her, rather noticeably nonchalantly. She carried on through the room out the door at the far end. She seemed to be looking for something. Elliot watched with a puzzled look on her face. She had never blown her off like that before.
Just as she was about to burst into another wave of tears, Molly came back into the doctor's lounge and walked over to the table where Elliot was sitting. "I can't seem to find my office; it's like it just up and left. Is it ok if I set up here?" she asked in her more familiar upbeat tone of voice. "Whatever", Elliot replied as she wiped her eyes hoping to make a move towards the bathroom to finish her crying. "Everything alright?" Molly asked; a little concerned for her friend. "I'm fine", the reply came. "Come on Elliot, I'm a psychiatrist. I know when people are lying to me and I also know talking helps." Elliot sat back; she knew her best friend would understand as she slid the chart across the table to Molly. "Yikes!" Molly instantly blurted out after a few seconds perusal, "Have you told her yet?" "Yeah, I have. She took it about as well as you'd expect and then multiplied by a thousand. Honestly? This job can be soul crushing at times and not just for the patients."
Molly thought for a moment and then looked at Elliot. "I'm afraid of my patients" she said to Elliot's incredible surprise. "Wha… Wh..?" Elliot began but couldn't find the right endings to her words. Molly continued "It's true. I work with some of the craziest people you will ever see in your life and I have to carefully monitor them so they don't jump at me and attack me or something." "Oh my God, how do you even cope with that?" Elliot asked quickly. And then came the point that Molly wanted to make. "I remind myself that everyone's job sucks for one reason or another. Maybe it's big; maybe it's small but, the fact remains that they don't like certain things about it. Our jobs suck that much more since we deal with actual people that are in conditions no decent human being should ever be in, but we have to move on, for our own sake, if not theirs. Now, I'm going for some coffee, you want any?" "No thanks," Elliot answered with a smile "I'm fine." With that, Molly left for the cafeteria. Elliot sat up in her chair and thought. Molly was right, she always did know the perfect thing to say to cheer her up. She always knew how to make her smile.