A\N: Read book fell in love with Silas. End of story. He's not evil…. Just misguided. Anyway, I had this plot bunny and it wouldn't get out of my head. It's Silas/ OC. I really think this will be good, but readers beware, I have NO beta. Either one-shot or multi chapter, not sure yet. Yes, the title was inspired by "How to Save a life" by The Fray. The song may come up. AU

Summary: Alone and dying, Silas is rescued from the brink by a mysterious young doctor. She is Annalisa, a dark Spanish doctor working in London, she finds herself falling for the Albino. AU

The Art of Saving Lives

Silas felt his world going dark. There was no hope now.

BRTR

I was walking leisurely to work at my hospital in London. The sky was a beautiful blue for this early. I rubbed my temples and tried to coax myself into a more alert self. I stuck my tongue out and walked on. The park was beautiful. I glanced around and spotted something under one of the trees.

It looked like it was a human, an albino at that. I ran, he didn't seem be moving. I rolled him over and saw a bullet hole. Funny, I had been paged for a bishop with the same problem.

I instantly sprang to life. I gathered him up in my arms. He was heavy, but I had arms toned from swimming and riding. I started sprinting towards the hospital in hopes that I could still save his life. I looked down. He was strikingly handsome. My resolve hardened. I would save this nameless man.

I burst through the doors and shouted, "Get me an OR with a blood transfusion!" Instantly, people sprang to life. I put the albino down on a stretcher and people got him ready. When I wanted something done, I made sure it happened. People listened to me, I was the top doctor. No joke.

The OR was sterile smelling as I rushed in. The people I needed were there. Michelle, the anesthesiologist, Patrick, a surgeon, like me, and others. Michelle and Patrick were my closest friends at the hospital; they had seen me get burned way too many times by men who just didn't care.

"Hook him up!" I yelled.

"Annalisa, are you sure you can save him?" Michelle asked, giving him anesthesia.

"No, but when have I ever been sure of anything?" The atmosphere in the room was tense as Michelle gave me the go-ahead. I could see the blood transfusions working.

I already knew I had to retrieve the bullet.

The surgery was long and hard, but it cleared my head. People could say it's stressful, but it calmed me even when I was tense enough to scream.

I wiped my forehead and finished the last stitch.

"Alright, we can move him to the ICU and I can see that bishop."

The bishop was propped up in bed and awake. I knew I had to be quick; otherwise, I wouldn't be able to see the white angel awake.

"Hello Bishop, I'm Doctor Corins."

"Bishop Aringarosa, madam. Have you seen a man here named Silas?"

"I just got out of the OR, but maybe I have. What does he look like?"

"He's a large albino."

"Oh, yes, I've seen him."

"Is he alive?" Aringarosa seemed nervous. They must be close.

"Yes, but barely, he's in the ICU after major surgery and loss of blood, he should be awake soon. I would like to be there, so if you'll kindly excuse me…" The bishop nodded and I rushed off to check on my favorite patient.