This tiny fic is inspired by BlueVase's Fragments.
"I don't even know your name."
"Shelagh."
"Patrick."
She knew his name, of course. It was on all his files, his prescription pad, the name plate on his desk. But he was always Dr Turner in her thoughts. Calling him Patrick would be as big a step for her as Shelagh would be for him.
She looked into the eyes she knew so well and found the reassurance she needed. Together, they would learn.
"There, we've made a start."