A/N: this is my first multi-fic story. woop!
my medical experience is down to watching grey's anatomy, and my one stay in hospital. So, i'm pretty much making it up as I go along.
rated m for bad language and dirty things later on. 'cause it's the only reason you read fanfiction.
All recognisable characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. i'm just a pervert, who owns the plot.
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xoxo
Most people make a fresh start a few months after a break-up, or maybe even a year, if it's really difficult. Not me. Eight years I wallowed in my misery, hell, I even enjoyed it some of the time. A constant reminder of the love. In the past few years, it's gotten smaller, that much easier to swallow. I really tried to get on with my life, even started dating again, but once I got what I needed to fill the void, it was over. I suppose everyone was right. Why on earth would I fall in 'great' love in high school. Not many people can say that they met their soul mate in sophomore year, and run off into the happily ever after. But I knew I had that one-time great love, and it was ripped away from me..
"You're everything to me. I'll never forget you. I will love you 'till the day I die"
Woah. Hadn't had a dream like that in a while. But I still remember it like it was yesterday. Must be all the sleep deprivation over the past few days, along with the crippling jet-lag. Who knew moving to England would make you so sleepy all the time. I looked over to the clock. 5am. Still dark outside. There was no point in lying in bed, when I knew I had to get up soon to start my very first day at my new job. Med school was hard. I wasn't going to lie. A lot of late nights, mostly studying, sometimes partying, but I immersed myself in my work. Graduating top of my class, everyone told me I would make it to the top of the medical world in America. But that wasn't what it wanted. As I my morning ritual of getting ready, I remembered my family's faces when I told them I was offered a OB/GYN consultant position in a hospital in a sleepy english town. Shocked didn't even begin to describe the faces of the parents whose daughter didn't even have a passport. The minute I landed at Heathrow, I went straight for the nearest hair salon. Nothing says new start like cutting your waist length hair, into a sleek bob. Made me look like the professional I was supposed to be, even if I didn't feel like it inside. 4 months later and here I was. All alone in the big city, or small town in my case. Seriously, this place was about the same size as Forks. As I left my apartment, I decided to walk to work. It wasn't really all that far. No point in ending up in the emergency room on my first day, forgetting to drive on the other side of the road. What an impression that would make.
I arrived at the hospital with minutes to spare. The walk had taken longer than I'd thought. Next time get a cab, B. Easier on the feet, and you won't look like a hot mess arriving to work. I popped into the ladies to freshen myself up before the hard work really began. One minute to seven. Time to go, B. I quickly fluffed my hair, and strolled around to the reception desk.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Swan. I start today. I was wondering if I could speak to Tanya?" I asked the girl at reception, who honestly looked like she'd just rolled out of bed. Tanya was the chief of surgery's assistant, who I'd been speaking with ever since I had heard that I got the job. I knew I hadn't even met the woman yet, but I already didn't like her. I just got a bad feeling about this one from the first time I had heard her speak. She was from New York, I'd recognise that accent anywhere after spending so much time in the big apple. The Big Apple? Seriously, Bella. You lived there for 8 years, and you still refer to it as the Big Apple. You need help. Maybe you should see a therapist while you're waiting.
"No problem, I'll just get her for you" She replied cheerfully. So happy this early in the morning. How did she manage it? I liked this girl already. Good vibes. Angela, her name badge said.
"Hi Tanya, It's Angela here from reception. The new OB/GYN consultant has arrived." She nodded her head a few times and saying a few 'okay's' before hanging up the phone. "She'll be right down now. She's helping the chief to get his head wrapped around this place."
"How come?" I wondered why he needed to get 'his head wrapped around the place', by the looks of the photo on the website, he was as old as medicine itself. Although I was eager to learn anything about my new boss.
"Oh, Chief Cullen only started last week. Our last chief left quite abruptly. Chief Cullen was one of our best general surgeons, and he was offered the position of Chief. But he's so young. Just turned 30 last month."
Wait a minute, did she say... There's no way.. Must have been that dream, throwing me off. God, I really do need help. Twelve freakin' years, and he's still constantly on my mind.
"Dr. Swan? " I heard from a familiar voice behind me. I turned around, and guessed that this was Tanya. This tall statuesque blonde , who looked like she could be a model. Why she worked as an assistant and looked like that was beyond me. "Hi! I'm Tanya. We spoke on the phone. I'm so glad you're here. Let's go." She took hold of my arm, and dragged my down the corridor from which she came.
"Sorry, Dr. Cullen wasn't informed you were arriving today, but he said he'd be more than happy to meet you." There she went with that name again. Probably just a common name. But there was only ever one set of Cullens I'd ever met in my life. Hmm. She was still talking when I snapped out of my internal monologue.
"He's so hot, it's not even funny. Looks like a greek god. Everyone in here is after him, especially the nurses. Seemed interested in meeting you, after I gave him your file." This seemed to annoy her somehow. Annoyed that the Chief shouldn't want to meet the newest member of his team.
We stepped into an office, and she guided me towards the sofa in the corner. "You'll go in in a minute. He's just sorting through some things."
As I sat down in on the sofa, I noticed that something in me was different. Somehow, I felt complete again. Like there was no pain, no missing piece. This was odd. Last time I felt like this was when...
"Excuse me, Dr. Swan? You can go on in now" Tanya shouted at me, as she tried to shake me out of yet another internal monologue.
I stood up, and straightened out my skirt, and walked toward the closed door, behind Tanya's desk. Tanya opened the door, and as I walked through, she closed the door tightly behind me.
I walked toward the desk, debating whether or not to sit down. The feeling of completeness was overwhelming at this point, and I was trying to decide whether or not to make a run for it, get on a plane, go home, and cry in my bed back home in Forks.
The back of the chair was pointed towards me, whoever was sitting in it looking out the window. He was either very small, or slumped down in the chair.
"Hi, Bella." His voice said, as the chair swung around.
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