Isobel scowled at the innocent chart in her hands, she had been staring at it for at least half an hour and has not gotten any further than the patient's name and surname. As usual, the thing, or rather the man occupying her mind was one doctor Richard Clarkson. Blonde, gorgeous, intelligent, kind Richard who was also her husband. He could be infuriating at times and one of the things which drove her mad was the fact that whenever something bothered him, rather than coming out with it, he kept it in until it finally burst. She could not stand for it. She could not stand seeing him sad and worried and not being able to somehow comfort him or do something about it.
He could not sleep, was loosing weight and appetite. He was...fussy, when they made love and found it harder to find his release. As his nurse and assistant for all intents and purposes, she knew that his schedule was not bad at the moment which only left one scary answer. It was her. However, they had not had a lovers' tiff for a long while and she thought things were going rather well. They were now in a good enough financial and emotional position to start a family and she thought this was supposed to be the happiest time of their lives but somehow, something was tainting it for her husband which was also ruining for her. After all they have been through, she would have never thought they would have been here in the first place.
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Twenty-three year old Isobel Crawley bounced down the elaborately carved stairs of her father's villa, she was as usual, in an excellent mood and ready to get stuck in at her father's private clinic. Since her mother's death, she was the only ray of sunshine in the large house and her butler Charlie as well as their housekeeper/assistant Elsie where always waiting on her and taking care of her. Her father worked long hours and she had basically grown up with these two people who she considered as her favourite aunt and uncle, nothing gave her more pleasure than watching them fall in love especially after suffering the terrible loss of her mother to a car wreck. They were also the only people not disappointed in her when she decided against being a doctor and choosing nursing instead. This was what she was good at and nothing gave her more joy than nursing a life back to health.
As she drove to work, she stopped at starbucks to pick up an apology cup for her father and god mother, Violet who was on the board and a big shareholder in the family's private clinic. Today they were expecting a new GP her own father had hand picked from Edinburgh, she did not feel warmly toward this new presence. Dr. Graham had been such a kind mentor to her but he retired and was now being replaced by some uppity pompous Scot with a , probably, horrible ego to deal with.
"Ah, late again I see." said her father dismissively " You know we're expecting this morning, don't disappoint me. This guy has as many options as he's got hair and I will not lose him on grounds of your clumsiness Isobel."
Isobel looked down at her shoes like a little girl who was being chastised by the headmaster at school.
"Excuse me ." said nurse Rachel as she stood at the open doorway "Dr. Clarkson has just come in, would you like me to show him in?"
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Dunno how long this will be but I'm seeing where it takes me, feels so good to be writing again! - I hope you like it and look forward to hearing what you think :)