The colors snow white and coal black over took their eyes as they stared at the giant white board. Symptoms and ideas covered the surface, some crossed out, others smeared where they had been altered. Others had even been grammatically corrected. She always hated how he couldn't spell some words.
She stood in front of the board, one hand in the pocket of her pants and the other on her face, holding her chin as she thought. Her deep green eyes scanned the board, hoping to somehow connect two symptoms together.
He stood behind her, leaning on his cane, and studying the board intently. She was surprised when he had entered the room to look at the board with her. He usually locked himself in his office to play his game boy or come up with a new way to increase his vicodin high. But with Chase and Foreman gone, he was forced to actually do work.
The answers lie in the black and white. She thought to herself.
She heard him shuffle behind her. His leg was bothering him. If she didn't hurry up and figure out the answer soon he could retreat back to his office and she would be all alone. In more ways than one.
Suddenly, two words popped out at her. She quickly grabbed the marker and began drawing lines and writing more words. Hearing him shuffle his feet once more, she quickened her speed. Once she was done she turned to him, a look of hope on her face.
He studied her hurried hand writing before nodding his approval. No words were needed as he made his way to his office. She knew she had a job to do. She quietly slipped on her white coat and made her way to the door, her footsteps softened by the carpet. Before she exited the room she stopped to study him.
He sat in his chair, a glass of alcohol in his hand and his pill bottle on the table in front of him. She looked back to the white board, taking in the words scrawled across it.
The answers lie in the black and white. Her gaze returned to him. If only the answers to him were as easy as the answers to a dying patient. She pulled the door open and made her way down the hall, his blue eyes following her as far as his windows would allow.