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Prelude: This is simply my fan-fic I have been writing for a while because it

was therapeutic for me. I've been asked to share it, so here it is. I started it from a different point. Chapter 1 and 2 will move very slowly. There's a lot more.

(Tell me what you think so far. Should I post more?)

MY GIRL

1. ON THE JOB

He stood looking out of the window in his office. The view overlooked the front of the hospital. The lawn was manicured to perfection. There were a few benches outside where you could sit and enjoy the view. Someone tapped at his door and turned the knob at the same time, just as he turned to see who was coming into his office. "You called?" she asked walking toward him with a smile plastered on her face. Christina stopped in her tracks when she saw the expression on his face "What's wrong?", she asked rather slowly. Tom stood there as if carefully choosing or trying to keep from exploding. "What's wrong?", she asked again. Did I do something? Christina, did you have an argument with one of the doctors? Uuhh, you can say that she said putting her hand on her hip as she felt her blood starting to boil. Christina how many times have I asked you to avoid confrontations with the doctors? What are you saying, they can say or do anything they want; they can be disrespectable, rude, and obnoxious? Are you getting my point? That's not what I'm talking about. If you have a problem you should report it. Do you have to handle every problem yourself? Can you for once follow rules? Never mind don't answer that. By now they were both hot under the collar. Tom, if you're talking about who I think you are, then, he was out of line. And furthermore, if he disrespects me again I'm going at him again. He shouldn't dish out what he can't take. Christina, Dr. Edmond complained about you to Morrissey. "What does that have to do with you?", Christina asked. What do you mean Christina? Do you think I like being called into Morrissey's office to hear him complain about you, to listen to other doctors complain? Why couldn't you just follow procedures? Things wouldn't be so hot. Morrissey is talking about suspending you. Christina wasn't afraid of the suspension. She realized that Tom was really upset. Was he upset because of the suspension, because she might not be at work for a few days, or because the doctor had the nerve to complain? Tom looked at her and said, "I don't like it when you run into these problems or don't handle them the way they should be handled Christina." No, you have to do things your way. Do you ever think you have to listen to anyone Christina? Tom was really furious. You know what, there is no use in this conversation because you're going to do what you damn well please. Now if you don't mind I have rounds to make. Tom you don't understand, he was making jokes about us and he knew I could hear them. All you had to do was file a complaint against him. I'm not saying you shouldn't defend yourself, but you're intelligent, fight him where it hurts. File a complaint and have it placed in his file. Look, just forget it, I have to go. He walked out of his office leaving her standing there.

Later that evening, Christina stopped by Tom's house to talk, but he barely said anything. Finally Christina kissed him on his cheek and left. He watched her as she left noticing the hurt look in her face. Still, he said nothing. She sat in the car for a few minutes before she pulled out of his drive. Why was he so angry she wondered? They had had disagreements before and they would make up before long. Maybe he'll be ok in the morning she thought. She went home to find Camille watching TV and listening to music through her earphones. Great Christina thought, this is just what I need, a noisy house. Christina went to the fridge, got an energy drink, and went to her room. A few minutes later Camille knocked on the door. Hey mom, what's going on? Nothing Camille. Camille stood in the door looking at Christina. Look I'm tired, I've had a hard day, and I just want to be alone. So that translates to you and Tom had a fight and you two are not talking to each other. Christina stared at her for a minute before she said, "Camille, "PLEASE."

Ok mom, I'll leave, but whatever you did, you need to fix it because if you don't that means I'll have to watch you mope around and snap my head for every little thing. Good night mom Camille said before her mom could comment. When she left, Christina called Tom's cell, but he didn't answer. She took a quick shower, put on her comfortable shirt which happened to belong to Tom and pulled the cover up to her neck. She didn't sleep much that night and before she knew it, it was time to go back to work. She hoped that she wouldn't bump into Tom. When she walked into the building she bumped into Bobbi which was even worse than bumping into Tom. Hello Christina. Bobbi had a look on her face that Christina could not figure. "What?", Christina said when Bobbi just stood there staring at her. You're trying hard as hell to ruin this relationship aren't you? "Bobbi please don't start!" Christina said as she picked up a chart pretending to read it while scanning the area to see if Tom was anywhere around. "He's not here now.", Bobbi said. But when he was here he was quiet, not his usual self. Spill it Christina, what did you do? Besides defending myself? Nothing! Before she could finish, an ambulance came in and another one could be heard pulling up. "We'll finish this later." Bobbi said as she turned to meet the ambulance at the entrance. "On my count 1-2-3.", Bobbi said as she transferred the patient to a bed. Christina pulled on a pair of gloves as Kelly could be heard saying on my count 1-2-3. The day was pretty busy and before Christina knew it, her shift had ended. "Ok, let's talk.", Bobbi said pulling her aside. Christina explained to her what happened. Bobbi looked at her and said, "I can understand why you did what you did, but Tom is right. If you just bulk the system and don't follow protocol, you allow the doctors to win Chris. Tom cares about you, he loves you. You put him in an awkward position when you don't follow the rules. Doctor Edmond was and is a jerk everyday Chris, but you have to fight him the right way. Tom has to work with the doctors here and at the same time he loves you Chris. That's why you have to be smart and not so hot tempered." Christina stood looking at Bobbi with her arms folded across her chest leaning against the desk in the lobby.

Look, you've got to fix this with Tom and soon ok. I've tried, but he won't talk to me, he won't answer his phone, and he won't come to my house.

When I go there he barely talks. As a matter of fact, he won't make conversation at all. Well you need to figure this out and fast. "Why?", Christina asked. "Well you just do.", Bobbi said. Now instead of questioning me you need to make this right with Tom.

Christina decided she would talk to Morrissey even though Dr. Edmond had already talked to him. "Nurse Hawthorne what can I do for you?", Mr. Morrissey said as he placed some files on his desk. Christina walked in slowly and took a seat in front of his desk. "I need to explain what happened between Dr. Edmond and Me.", she said. Mr. Morrissey folded his hands under his chin and leaned on the desk. Christina began to explain why she made the comment to Dr. Edmond. He was talking to some other doctors as I approached them. Dr. Edmond was making a comment about Dr. Wakefield and me. I pretended I didn't hear him even though they all knew that I had heard. I told them we needed a consult on a patient but they all just stood there as if it were a joke. So naturally, I started to get impatient and said, "Does the patient have to die before she can get help?" They all looked at each other so I started to walk away. At that point Dr. Edmond said, "she must be use to Dr. Wakefield jumping when she calls just like he jumps her in" ( but just as he finished I turned around and told him if he said anything else disrespectful about me he would deal with me and he would be the one jumping). The other doctors laughed and I guess he became embarrassed. After that he walked away. I know that I should have told you but unfortunately I reacted first. If you are going to suspend me, then I understand, but he had no right saying what he said. Dr. Morrissey sat there for a minute as if thinking about all that was said. Mr. Morrissey had his secretary page Dr. Edmond to come to his office a.s.a.p. Christina wondered what he was going to do, but she was not nervous. When Dr. Edmond walked in and saw Christina, he paused at the door. "Come in Dr. Edmond.", Mr. Morrissey said. You know Nurse Hawthorne I presume. I understand the two of you or shall I say you had a conversation about her. Is that true? (Without allowing him to answer he continued,) Then, you run to me and file a complaint against her. Now I'll file the report just as you wrote it, but let me warn you, I'm going to file hers just has she gave it to me also. Both of you will have to go before the Board and they will decide what should happen. Is that ok with you Nurse Hawthorne? It's fine with me Mr. Morrissey. What about you Dr. Edmond? Is your report ok the way you wrote it? Well, he stammered, I suppose I could make a few changes or perhaps I should just take it back and destroy it. Is that what you want to do Mr. Morrissey said as he leaned his head to one side looking at him? Dr. Edmond moved uneasily and said, "I'm sure." Christina, are you going to file your report? Let me think about it and I'll let you know. Dr. Edmond has caused me a great deal of embarrassment and I'm not sure he should get away with it. Well Nurse Hawthorne, it's totally up to you. Think about it and let me know. "If that's all, I really need to go.", Christina said. She stood outside his office and took a deep breath. I need to talk to Nurse Bobbi now to see why it was so important for me to fix this problem Christina thought as she walked down the hall with one hand on her hip.

Dr. Edmond was still in Mr. Morrissey's office being reprimanded about his actions. As Tom was about to knock on the half opened door he heard Mr. Morrissey say, "If Nurse Hawthorne files this complaint, you know you could be suspended or asked to leave. All I can do is tell you to watch your conversations and pray nothing happens from here. Tom stepped back and waited around the corner. He had already heard from some of his co-workers what the "great" doctor had said. He was furious enough at this point to have a private man to man talk with him. As the doctor turned the corner he bumped into Tom and said nervously, "Hello Dr. Wakefield." "Let's talk.", Dr. Wakefield said. I understand there's something you want to say to me, or do you just say things like that to people you think are afraid of you, or is it people that you think are beneath you? Which is it doctor? Dr. Wakefield I didn't mean any harm. Tom cut him off as he tried to explain. It doesn't matter who you said it to, it's just damn disrespectful. Would you be man enough to repeat it to me because I assure you we won't go before the "Board." Dr. Wakefield he began.. No, you listen Dr. Edmond. I promise, if I hear that you disrespected anybody else in this hospital in any shape form or fashion you'll hate the day you ever came here. I'm going to make sure Nurse Hawthorne files that complaint against you. You have a great day doctor. Tom walked away while the doctor stood there wondering what in the hell had he just gotten into.

When Christina went back to the nurse's station, Bobbi had left. She sent her a text saying "I talked to morrissey and I think I'm ok. however I don't think the great doctor is going to come out without being burned. now why was it so important that I fixed this with tom? your turn to spill.

Did you fix it with tom yet? Bobbi replied.

Christina: no, but I'm on my way. don't know if he's home or still at work but I'm going to try. could you check on camille? this could take a while.

Bobbi text: will do, just make it right.