Chapter One
As she was standing at the nurse's station, sipping on her coffee and filling out some paperwork, she got a page. She sighed finishing up before going to the emergency room.
"Someone page me?" The doctor asked. Her fellow doctor and friend, Aubrey Posen flagged her over.
"Incoming victim, car accident; critical condition." Posen said, pulling on a gown and a pair of gloves.
"No other trauma surgeons?" She sighed softly.
Aubrey shook her head, "Sorry, Mitchell." She offered her friend a smile, waiting in the ambulance bay area. When the ambulance arrived, several doctors rushed to help the paramedics.
"Twenty-six year old female, no i.d. Severe head trauma and a pneumothorax on the right side. Possible internal bleeding." The paramedic, Nicole said. Mitchell directed them into trauma one, getting to work instantly. She got everything ready, directing a resident, Wilson to get a chest tube to fix the pneumothorax.
"Page Doctor Shepherd. She needs her head checked out and we need a CT scan." She said.
After everyone was done doing what they needed to, the young woman was wheeled to the operating room. Mitchell needed to stop the internal bleeding if she wanted to save this woman's life. As she was prepping for surgery, her blonde friend walked in.
"What a crazy day, huh?" Aubrey asked.
The other doctor scoffed, "You're telling me." And shook her head softly.
After the surgery, the doctor rolled the victim to the Intensive Care Unit, checking her vitals when she was done. She was glad that the girl didn't have as a severe head trauma like they thought. Doctor Shepherd did her job, getting the brain swelling to go down, so hopefully she would wake up soon.
After getting her set up in her room, she went over to the nurse's station to fill in her chart.
"Oh, Doctor Mitchell, the paramedics found this so I figured I would show you," the receptionist said, holding up a baggy which held a necklace. "It belongs to the young woman who came in.
The woman took it, looking at it closely before realising what it was. She gasped, realising the patient she just did surgery on was someone she was once very close to.
"What's wrong?" Her other friend, doctor Stacie Conrad asked.
"It- Thi-" She couldn't find the words so she handed the brunette the necklace.
Stacie looked at it, recognising it. "Is that?" She asked
"Yeah, it's Beca's," Chloe said softly, shaking her head.
"Why is it in-" She cut herself off, catching on now.
"She's my patient right now, she was in a car accident. Why is she here, though?" She asked no one in particular.
As she was on the way to Beca's room, she ran into Aubrey.
"Hey, what's wrong?" The blonde asked, seeing how disorientated the redhead was.
"The patient that came in earlier…" She paused, looking her friend in the eye. "It's Beca, Aubrey,"
The doctor's face went from to confusion to shock, processing what her friend just said. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, they found her necklace that I gave her years ago. It's her." The redhead nodded assuringly.
Aubrey didn't know what to do, or even say for that matter which was no help for her friend. After a few minutes of confusion and silence, both women went in their separate directions.
As Chloe walked into Beca's room, she couldn't help but notice how small the brunette's body looked laying in the hospital bed, unconscious. As she sat down in the chair near the bed, memories flooded her mind. Both good and bad.
Beca and Chloe were hanging out in Chloe and Aubrey's apartment. It was a particularly fun day because Chloe got Beca to agree to watch some movies with her, but it never stopped the brunette from complaining or making a sarcastic comment about something she thought was stupid. Chloe, of course, couldn't help but laugh at how her girlfriend was acting.
"You're so cute!" Chloe laughed.
Beca looked at her, a mock mad face, "Badass. Not cute. Always badass." She said, nodding.
Chloe just laughed more and shook her head, "Whatever you say, Becs." She smiled, kissing the brunette's cheek.
Beca playfully narrowed her eyes at the redhead, "I don't think I want to finish watching this movie with you," She said as she turned her head and crossed her arms, pretending to be mad.
Chloe pouted, "I think you were barely paying attention anyway," She retorted playfully, sticking out her tongue when Beca looked at her.
"True, but only because I couldn't help but focus on a beautiful redhead in front of me the whole time," the brunette smirked.
Chloe smiled. "Ya know, Beca Mitchell, I think you just lost badass points for getting all cheesy on me."
"Eh, oh well, a few won't hurt." She shrugged, kissing Chloe on the lips.
Chloe just laughed, kissing Beca back before getting up to get a drink.
"Are we finished watching movies yet?" Beca whined.
Chloe made a face, walking back into the living room, "Hmm, I don't know." She smirked." Are you going to show me your new mix yet?"
"No-" She cut herself off, "Wait, is that what this is all about?!" She asked exasperatedly.
"Maybe." Chloe winked and smiled deviously.
"Oh that's just mean, Beale."
Chloe shrugged, and they just laughed together. Instead of Beca playing her mix for Chloe, she decided to get up and grab the guitar that was in the redhead's room and play a song on that instead.
"Hey, you okay?" Amelia, Beca's neurosurgeon asked.
Chloe jumped slightly, coming out of her thoughts.
"Hmm? Oh, sorry, what were you saying?"
Amelia looked at her slightly curiously.
"I was just asking if you're okay?"
Chloe nodded, glancing at Beca then back to doctor Shepherd.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." She said, mostly trying to convince herself.
"Alright… Well, I'm here if you need to talk…" She nodded softly, checking Beca over.
The redhead offered the doctor of a soft "thanks" before turning to look at Beca again. She couldn't help but wonder why the brunette was here. It's been over a year since they last talked or saw each other. Leaving both women, especially Chloe it seemed, heart broken.
After Amelia left the room, Chloe ran her fingers through her hair, get yourself together. Beca left over a year ago, no need to be sad anymore.
As she checked to make sure Beca's vitals were good, she checked the time. She walked out of the brunette's room, catching Wilson.
"Wilson, can you do me a favour?" She asked the young resident.
"Sure, what do you need Dr. Mitchell?" Jo replied.
"There's a patient in ICU, room 215. Keep an eye on her and page me if anything changes, please."
The young brunette opened her mouth like she was about to oppose. but she closed it and just nodded.
Chloe nodded as well, walking off to go get changed and get home.
Chloe sighed as she walked through the doorway to her apartment. She couldn't believe the day she had. Especially finding out that one of her patients is her ex-wife.
When Chloe put her keys and purse down, she noticed a picture that was out. It was her and Beca. She couldn't help the smile that formed on her face remembering the day it was taken.
It was the day that the Bellas won Nationals, thanks to Beca. One of their friends snapped the picture just as Beca and Chloe were kissing, timing the picture perfectly. All of the girls were super excited, especially Chloe and Aubrey since they hadn't won last year. All the girls were so happy, squealing, jumping and hugging each other. Even Beca was happy, laughing and smiling. Which wasn't that big of a surprise to Chloe since she got Beca to become more nice, per se.
Chloe put the picture down, feeling her eyes well up with tears. What happened? What went so wrong that Beca decided to just up and leave? As much as Chloe tried to wrap her head around the reason, she never could.
Just as the redhead went to lay down, she got a page. She groaned, looking to see who it was from. She perked up slightly when she noticed it was from Wilson, but at the same time her heat sped up. After getting out of bed and throwing her hair up along with a pair of jeans and sneakers, she was out the door and on her way to the hospital.
When she arrived at the hospital and made her way up to the intensive care floor, she found Jo waiting for her.
"You wanted to be paged if anything changed," She started, seeing the doctor's tired and annoyed face. "She's awake."
Chloe nodded, "Thanks," she said, walking toward Beca's room. When she was right outside of the door, she stopped. She was scared. Scared about what would happen and just scared to see the brunette, especially since she was awake now. She took a deep breath, mentally and physically prepping herself to walk in. She opened the door and was met with a pair of navy blue eyes.
A/N: So, I just decided randomly write this. I got some inspiration from Skillet's song "One Day Too Late" although this doesn't go with it as much as I was originally going to write it, I kind of like how this has turned out. Please review and let me know what think?(: