Chapter 1
Christine Hunt walked into Seaside Health & Wellness on her first day of work. She was a Trauma Surgeon, who like her father Dr. Owen Hunt had seen combat and was still in the Trauma Mode with the nightmares and night scares. Her step-mother, Dr. Christina Yang had tried to help her when they first started, but nothing worked. She went away to school, to West Point to join the Army and to be able to be a combat medic, just like her father. When she got to Seaside, she didn't know what to expect. She walked in and went to the receptionist's desk. "Hi, I have a meeting with Dr. King. I'm Dr. Christine Hunt, the new Trauma Surgeon." "Oh, ok. Let me get her for you," said Brandy, the receptionist. Brandy came back about ten minutes later with Dr. King-Freedman. "Hi, I'm Dr. King-Freedman; we're just waiting on one more to get here, another doctor. His name is Dr. Raul Jackson. He should be here any minute," said Charlotte. "Hi. I'm Dr. Raul Jackson, sorry I'm late. My plane just got here 45 minutes ago, and baggage claim is horrible as well," said Raul. He introduced himself to me, and then we went on a tour of Seaside. We met all of the physicians at Seaside and were shown where the conference rooms and the kitchen were located. We were then showed where the exam rooms were located along with our offices. We both had offices with windows. After the tour and meeting everyone, we were left to unpack our stuff and to organize our offices. Our offices were right next door to each other. We started seeing patients that afternoon, and before we left for the day, Dr. King-Freedman wanted to see how our first day was going. She also wanted to know where we were staying, and to let us know that she had an apartment that was for rent, and that it was a two bedroom two bath apartment for $1500 a month with utilities included. We took it, and didn't mind sharing an apartment. Raul told me to take the Master bedroom, and so I did.