SO I re- wrote this chapter, after reading the reviews, I have decided the story shall remain the same, but the bond between Aravella and Hud will progress very slowly. Dylan and Wes will remain together, as will London and Seth. Of course, there will be some drama, because no couple is perfect. Richard may show up, but it isn't guaranteed.
Hud walked into the hospital's resting room for the doctors and nurses, his feet dragging behind him as he fell onto one of the couches. His eyes bloodshot, from working nearly a three day straight shift, with only a hour or so of rest every day. There had six trauma patients in the three days, all have been taken care of, but still.
Having two out of the six trauma patients was hard, especially since both of them needed round the clock medical care. While London got only one patient, which had the least injuries along with Scarlet, who also received one. The other two were receiving care from some other doctors, that nobody(Hud) cared to talk to.
"Hud?" London's voice broke him from daydreaming, in front of him she crouched. Hud mumbled a yes in acknowledgement, his eyes starting to close again. "Are you okay? I mean, I came in here, and I saw you lying down" London rambled on.
"Yes, just tired" Hud stopped her, rubbing his eyes, his vision a little fuzzy. He sat up, his elbows resting on his knees, his head propped up in his hands. London sat down, a look of concern on her face. "While you were most likely enjoying your two days off, I had to work all three, and taking care of your patient. I hope you enjoyed your slacking time off." London was shocked, Hud always had a hint of anger in his voice, but now it felt explosive.
"I'm sorry ok? Listen, you take a day off, and I'll take care of your patients on top of mine?" London bargained, dreading the extra hours she would now have to do, having barely anytime to spend with Seth now. Hud nodded his head as an answer, London got up.
"London. Come back in two hours and wake me." Hud mumbled, stretching out on the small couch, the two had shared for a moment. London nodded, knowing he had saw, and walked out, pushing her glasses farther up the bridge of her nose. She grabbed the pink chart she had left there earlier from the desk, the empty clipboard now full with her many patients.
Sighing, she started to go to her patients room's, starting with the one's who needed the least care, all the way up to who needed round the clock care. Her first patient was an older woman who had sprained her wrist due to playing with her children somehow. London put on a smile as she walked in, the woman sat on a bed, with her wrist, which was only swollen a little bit, nothing major. "Mrs. Johnson, all you need to do is follow the RICE method. Since it's only a minor sprain, just rest your wrist, put ice on it for ten minutes every hour or so, compress and elevate. In a few days, it should be better. I recommend you take some type of pain reliever such as Advil or Tylenol. If you experience any worse pain, or if the swelling doesn't go down, immediately come back here ." London told the woman, who nodded in acknowledgement. She handed Mrs. Johnson a few release forums, and walked out of the room. London still had many patient forums left, knowing her day would be long.
Her phone beeped, a message popped up on the screen, the contact read Dylan.
London, meet me for lunch?
London replied,
Can't. Too many patients.
She shut off her phone, slipping it back into her lab coat pocket. Her next patient, was the one should would be covering for Hud today, a young woman named Aravella Mikaelson, car crash victim. The woman had a mild concussion, a broken leg, and lots of cuts and bruising ,as reported in her file. London swiftly walked to the room, where the girl was staying, blowing the tiny bit of hair that got into her vision She opened the door, revealing a teenager, who tiredly stared at the wall, not even a glance at the doctor who entered. The teen had a hospital gown resting at the very edge of her bed, her original clothes still on.
"Hi. I'm Dr. Blake, can you tell me what happened in the accident?" London questioned Aravella, who finally snapped her head up to the see the doctor. Aravella moved, so that her legs hung off the side of the hospital bed, and her hair hung in her face.
"I remember coming from my parents home, I remember getting a message from my mom, and then I lost control, and crashed into somewhere…" Aravella's voice was soft, and quiet, fitting her meek timid personality. London nodded and scribbled down what she had said, taking note of how she didn't remember what happened after the accident.
"Ok. Miss Taylor, we have to keep you here, just until you are able to fully heal up that leg of your's. I suggest putting on a hospital gown, or else those clothes might not be comfy much longer into your stay." London pointed to the hospital gown, which still laid at the very edge of the bed. She gave a small smile to Aravella, in hopes of cheering up her spirits. "I won't be your doctor, well permanently at least, tomorrow your permanent doctor will be here instead of me. Dr. Hud is his name… And yeah. Try to rest tonight Aravella." London spoke her last words, before slowly closing the door, and hanging her charts on the side.
Onto the next patient… London thought in her head, before walking off to a man in the burn ward...