Hey, this is my first fanfic, please review I am open to any sort of constructive criticism. Sam/Dylan
Dylan
Watching her had become a frequent habit of his since she had opened her big mouth about their marriage, when he and Zoe had been trapped in resus during the fire. It was as if he was on edge about what else about their already crumbling relationship that she would share with the world, or at least that was what he was telling himself. But lately Sam had been acting, well… odd. Instead of their usual rally of bickering she just remained silent and kept to herself which is something, even when they were married, that she very rarely did. Something was on her mind, he was sure of that, but due to the ever growing shadow on their relationship he was no longer able to figure out what that something was. Lost deep within the maze, that was his mind turning this way and that to figure out what was going on in his wife's head he barely even noticed one of the nurses talking to him, and intended on keeping it that way. He was hoping that the long absence of speech would make her leave him alone so that he could get on with finding something 'interesting' to do with his time.
"Dr Keogh... Dr Keogh?" the young woman pressed.
"What do you want? Need someone to hold your hand while you put a line in?" He added noticing it was one of the new nurses, and hoping that his harsh comment would be enough to send her walking off in the opposite direction.
"No." She uttered bitterly, the annoyance clearly coating her voice as she carried on speaking. "I need you to look over the patient in cubicle 3. Queried broken wrist."
He sighed obviously at the effort that that would force upon him and quickly tried to think of a way to weasel himself out of the situation. "Can't you bother someone else with this?" he stated bluntly when his efforts of finding an excuse failed rather miserably.
"No, everyone else is either busy or in resus." The young nurse's voice had softened slightly but there was still a bitter edge when she spoke. Dylan, realising that there was no way to get out of this, unwillingly took the patients file and swiftly wandered off ahead of the nurse toward the indicated cubicle.
"Right, Mr…"
"Green, my …" Mr Green attempted to say before being interrupted by Dylan.
"What is it that I have been dragged away from my busy schedule to do?" Dylan continued, uncaring of what Mr Green had just said, he had never really been any good at empathising with anyone let alone the patients, why Sam stuck buy him for so long was a mystery to him.
Noticing the understandable unease of the patient jumped in, "Hi I am staff nurse Conway and this is Dr Keogh, we are going to be taking care of you today." She added a small comforting smile in the patient's direction.
"Yes thank you for that touching speech. Shall we get on with this?" Dylan added sarcastically. This to his own amusement triggers another apparent nervousness within Mr Green.
"He really does mean well." Scarlet assures Mr Green while Dylan begins with running all of the usual tests. "Okay, I'm pretty sure that you've fracture your wrist, but I'm going to send you for and x-ray to assess the damage." He stated not waiting for so much as a nod of acknowledgement before immediately making an exit, narrowly missing Sam as he hurried away from cubicles.
Sam
She was idly wandering through the hospital toward the staff room to go on her hard earned break, not only was this a time for her to unwind but she was hoping that she wouldn't see Dylan, she had felt that the situation had gotten a million times worse since that night. That one night where she let her guard down, and she was now wishing she hadn't slipped up. Dylan hadn't stopped acting oddly whenever she was around, but he wasn't the one who should be acting abnormally, no that was her area of expertise. As she held a secret, which she knew she had to share soon. Uncaring she travelled swiftly through the hospital when she had a full on collision with the dark haired receptionist.
"Oh, Noel… I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going. Are you okay?" she explained apologetically.
"Don't worry about it." He assured her, as she began to turn away. "Actually Sam I was looking for you."
"You were? Is something wrong?" The young doctor pursued the feeling of confusion arising in her.
"Well I don't actually know; they won't tell me."
"They?" She replied confusion rising even higher through her body, all the while her eyes looking into the man's dark brown eyes trying to see through into his mind.
"Oh right yeah, follow me." Noel lead her away from the waiting room and towards Mr Jordan's new office, which since the renovations has been situated on the ground floor amongst all the action. The way she was being lead only fed the ever rising feeling that something was terribly wrong, although she had the terrible she already knew what it was about.
"Come in Sam. Sit down" Nick gestured toward one of the chair in front of his desk, and the man standing on the other side of the room confirmed her suspicions.
"What's going on? Has someone been hurt?"
"Major Keogh, Ma'am. I have been sent to ask of your early return." The young man in camouflage saluted her which she instinctively returned. The name Keogh, she hoped would not unveil her real feelings as she had always been known as Keogh and it was her immediate plans to keep it that way, it was her way of keeping one of the only things she had left of her marriage to her husband. Sam guessed that he must be in his early thirties, and he was referring to her as his superior.
Sam debated on how to answer this; she knew that if she simply said she didn't want to they would find a way to make her. So maybe the truth. But she could tell her bosses the truth before she told Dylan, could she? "Well…Um…I', sorry but I just can't." She deciding that the truth was best.
"I'm sorry, ma'am do you mind me asking why not?" the young man pressed.
"It's a medical reason."
"But ma'am you're noted as being in perfect…" Sam winced at this comment, she knew exactly what she was going to have to do.
"Sam?" Nick questioned her, as he had not been informed of any illness.
