Harry and Ron found a spell in the library. They, along with Hermione, were down by the lake. Harry and Ron were trying to convince Hermione to read the spell.
"Harry, do you really think that this is going to work?" Hermione asked.
"Just read the incantation, Hermione." Harry insisted.
"Harry, what if it doesn't work?" Hermione cried.
"Mione, just read it. Don't worry about the repercussions. Just say the damn spell!" Ron insisted as well.
Hermione read the spell, and Harry, Ron and herself saw a blinding whit light. They were transported to what they thought was an alternate universe.
"Dr. Drake, where would you like these flowers sent to?" a nurse asked.
"Send them to room 316 at the Metro Court." He answered to the nurse on the phone with the florist.
"Sending flowers to someone at the Metro Court?" I asked as I walked up to he nurse's station.
"Yeah, I said some rude things to one of the patrons of there earlier. I thought I would make it up to them by sending them flowers." He sighed.
"Glad to know it wasn't just me that your temper flared up with." I said.
"Evelyn, I said I was sorry every time that we passed each other in the corridors, in the elevators, and in the cafeteria." He whined.
"Don't whine, Noah. It doesn't become you. It sounds more like Patrick." I sighed.
"But you haven't forgiven me." He said.
"Noah, I'm going to need some time to think about it." I sighed.
"Evelyn, maybe you should ask Monica if you can take the rest of the day off." He suggested.
"Are you saying that I look tired?" I snapped.
"No, I just think you might like some time off."
"I can't leave until my shift is over. Besides, you know that I won't be able to convince her with Dr. Ford running loose in the hospital. Who knows what's going to happen and if I am going to be needed."
"You should lie down then. I'm sure she won't mind you taking a break in the on-call room."
"Nice try. I'm not falling for that one," I said. "At least not again." I added.
"Don't attempt surgery if you feel this tired."
"I'm fine. I don't need you to worry about me. Find someone else to watch over."
"Hey, I'm not just looking out for your well being, but the well being for this hospital."
"Well, then maybe I'm not cut out for this as much as everyone seems to think I am."
"You are. You are just not trying hard enough. Don't let people like Dr. Ford make you think you aren't. All you have to do is believe in yourself. If you do that, then the ones who do believe in you won't be let down when you fail. You just can't think that way."
"Are you speaking from experience?" I asked.
The nurse got off the phone with the florist and came over to give Dr. Drake the information about the flowers.
"Dr. Drake, the flowers will be delivered around 7 P.M." she said.
"Thank you, nurse Spencer." He said.
"So, are you going to tell me who the flowers are for?" I asked.
"No, I think it might be better this way." He smiled.
"Fine, be that way. Keep your secrets. I'll keep mine as well I said as I walked away from the desk.
"Dr. Walsh to radiology, stat." said the speaker over head.
I rushed to radiology to get the prints on my patient.
"So, what do you have for me?" I asked the technician.
"Broken leg." He answered.
I looked at the chart. I hadn't been the one to see Morgan Corinthos.
"Who ordered these?" I asked.
"Well, you weren't available at the time, so Dr. Drake ordered them."
"Which one?"
"Patrick."
"Remind me to thank him later." I said as I looked over the chart.
"Why did you page me instead of him if he ordered the x-rays and did the evaluation?" I questioned.
"You are the pediatrician. He's not."
"Raji, page Dr. Drake. For me. I may need his help."
"Noah or Patrick?" Raji asked.
"Noah. Patrick's a neurosurgeon, no help there." I answered, looking at the films.
"Where should I send him?"
"Where ever the patient is. Page Patrick as well." I said thoughtfully.
"Morgan's in the E.R. You don't need my help." Patrick said walking up behind us.
"Thank you. Why didn't you page me when Morgan first came in, though?" I asked.
"I didn't page you because they paged Robin down and since she didn't know where to find you, she had me paged down." He answered.
"Could have just paged me. I was only in the middle of an argument with your father." I sighed.
"So that's what's go you so high stung today." He sighed.
"Yes. Now I have to go to the E.R. to set Morgan's leg. That will definitely be a fun experience." I said sarcastically.
"Without a doubt. Bring reinforcements with you." He smiled.
"Already called in. I just need o get down there."
I left radiology to go down to the E. R. when Emily stopped me in the corridor.
"Any word on Nikolas?"
"I'm not on the case. Ask Patrick or Robin." I said.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"
"Morgan Corinthos is down in the E.R with a broken leg." I answered, before I hurried off to the elevator.
I got down to the E.R. the same time as Noah.
"Any idea why I was paged down here?"
"I had you paged. I'm going to need your help with a patient." I said as we headed toward the nurse's station.
"Where is Morgan Corinthos?" I asked a nurse that was standing there.
"Curtain three, Dr. Walsh." She answered.
"Thank you." I said before Noah and I headed of to curtain three.
"Morgan, I hear you need a doctor." I said as I opened the curtain.
"Are you he pediatrician, then?" an old woman asked.
"Yes, Grandma Jane. That's Dr. Walsh, our pediatrician." Michael said to Jax's mother.
"And this is Dr. Drake; he's going to be assisting me." I laughed.
"As long as you are not doing this by yourself. You look to young to be a doctor." Jane said. I ignored her and turned to Morgan.
"So, Morgan, how did you do this?" I asked putting the films up to the light.
"Michael and I were playing a game that Grandma Jane taught us." Morgan said quietly.
"Does his father know of this injury?" I questioned.
"I didn't want to disturb him at work."
"Noah, call Sonny." I instructed.
"Why?" Jane asked.
"Because I can't treat this child without a parent present. Since Carly is out of town with Jax, Sonny needs to drop whatever it is he is doing to get here, because if he doesn't I won't be of any help to Morgan." I said stiffly as Noah left the curtained area to get to a phone to call the boy's father.
"Then why didn't the first doctors tell us that?" Jane snapped.
"I have no idea, but they should have." I said as Noah came back to the examination area with a sour look on his face.
"He is kind of held up at the office, but he'll get here as soon as he can." He said.
"Let's get him upstairs. We can attempt to get permission form Monica to treat him." I ordered with a sigh.
"Right. I'll get someone to move him." Noah said.
"You do that. I'm going to talk to Patrick." I said as I left the examination area. Noah followed shortly behind. Only stopping to acquire someone to move Morgan upstairs.
"What did Patrick do?" Noah asked, slightly concerned.
"He didn't have permission to take the x-rays of Morgan's leg."
"He ordered the films?"
"He not only ordered the films, he did the examination and the inquisition." I sighed.
"If Monica finds out he could get suspended."
"Monica wouldn't say anything and you know it. It's Ford we have to worry about."
"Don't let Ford bully you into thinking anything is out of your hands, you can control most of the things that happen in this hospital."
"I'm still going to give your son a piece of my mind." I said as I pushed the button for the elevator.
"Evelyn, what's with the sudden outbursts? First, this morning when you came in, you yelled at Maxie Jones for no reason, then when I call you on it, you yell at me and we get into a full blown fight. Then I say you might need a break, you snap at me. Then you yell at Jane Jacks. Now you want to yell at Patrick for taking care of a patient without parental, yet his grandmother's, consent. What's going on?" Noah asked, highly concerned.