AN: Ok guys, I know. I suck! I kindof lost the motivation to write for a while. My muse left me. I know where I want to go with this story and I plan to get it in gear and keep the chapters rolling though. I know this chapter is pretty much like how the episode went but I have a plan! So just bear with me.
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I bolted up from bed grasping for air. I've never really been one to have nightmare other than if it's about a patient, but this one was different. My heart was pounding like I'd just run a marathon. My sheets were soaked with sweet, tangled around my legs. Nothing in my life had ever felt so real yet so confusing at the same time. I don't even remember what happened. All I know is I'm not sure I want to remember.
I turned to look at the alarm to my left. Six AM. I don't at work till nine so I was in no rush. Maybe I had time to go for a quick run. As I pulled the covers back and stood on my two feet I noticed that something felt different. I just couldn't place it. It's like you know something is missing, you just can't seem to think what it is.
Walking over to my suitcase put my mind on work. It's why I moved to Seattle in the first place. I mean I'm a happy person who loves sunshine and Seattle is the complete opposite. I only took this job because Chief Webber offered me my own PEDs department.
Starting a new job in a new place half way around the world is never fun. It's like school all over again. I'm used to being the new kid though. Being a marine brat really didn't leave room to be when meeting new people.
Stepping outside stepped outside my hotel and into the cool air of Seattle, I stretched. The clear mist in the air made it feel fresh. Usually the air feels suffocating and hot, but here it's clear as the wind. Not something you get everywhere you go.
I put the ear buds of my iPod and turned it up loud so it's the only thing on my mind. Music and a run helped clear the cobwebs first thing in the morning. It's like that moment of clarity when everything in the world is ok and you have no worries other than just keeping one foot in front of the other.
I ran my thoughts drifted to work and the cases I would be handling. It's sad that the doctor I'm replacing passed away, and especially in front of a tiny human. It just made me want to make sure I did everything I could so I could be the best at my job. Finally getting my department is something I've been dreaming about since I decided to become a surgeon.
The cobwebs melted away the farther I ran. Being in a new city for only a couple of days could get confusing when running around, but somehow I felt like I knew where I was going. Like id been down this path before. I rounded the corner back to the hotel and I started picking up the pace, sprinting those last few yards as the endorphins raced through my veins.
I came to a stop in front of the hotel and stretched some before making my way back to my room. Pulling of my sweaty clothes and hoping in the shower made my body relax. Especially since my nerves were starting up and perfect timing to.
Walking up to the hospital from the parking lot gave me that strange feeling I've had all morning. Is it weird to feel like this place is home? I guess it's a good thing since I plan on being here for a while.
After changing into my scrubs and having a meeting with my new chief, I head off to find Dr. Bailey. I can't help but feel a little aggravated with the plan that Dr. Kenly had went with. Being a doctor you should know that when a life is at stake that you don't have time to waste hoping something will eventually work. You have to take action and explore all the possibilities, not just the one you're used to going with.
After being pointed into the right direction I found Dr. Bailey doing paper work. I somehow feel this won't be the best conversation.
"Dr. Bailey, Arizona Robbins." Smiling as I walk up to her. She seems shocked by my appearance and I guess I could understand that. It hasn't been long since they lost the guy I was replacing. I guess that's why it's best to not to get too attached when no one in this world is guaranteed tomorrow.
"I'm taking over Dr. Kenly's patients."
"You're the PEDs surgeon." She stated like she almost knew who I was. Guess she has been informed that I would be starting today.
"Yeah, I see you're assisting with Jackson Prescott. You know, all due respect to Dr. Kenly, he was a wonderful physician, but you know I'm surprised that he followed this course of treatment for so long. When it wasn't….you know…working," with a slight laugh trying to lighten the mood and not come to a confrontation. I don't want to sound harsh and judgmental seeing as she wasn't the lead surgeon on this case. I cared more about the patient than other doctor's feelings because that's the job. It's not perfect but why waste time on a plan that has proven it doesn't work when we can try something new.
Dr. Bailey looks like she's surprised that I didn't agree with the treatment plan. "Yeah but I supported the call. We hadn't turned the corner yet but Kenly was sure that if we kept on…"
"Jack's case is quite severe", I interrupt her by trying to tell her the best way to handle this case.
"Jackson" she says with a clipped tone.
"Excuse me?" not quit understanding where she is going with this.
"Jackson is his name and if you're suggesting we were torturing him with useless procedures…" That's where I stop her. I can already tell she's to involve with this and it's clouding her judgment and her calls.
I interrupt her again before she gets more worked up about this.
"A lot of senior PEDS surgeons believe that it works and sometimes they're right. So we'll go with it today, but with his liver disease we should start exploring other options."
"I got to run; Dr. Kenly had a big case load." I wheel off on my wheelie sneakers with a smile on my face.
As lunch rolls around I notice how much nurses like to gossip about the doctors here. Seems like they should be worrying about the patients instead of who broke up this week. One name did catch my attention though.
"Yeah, Dr. Torres broke down over the operating table and bawled her eyes out. Apparently she's the reason Hahn left," Nurse one says.
"It's sad really; I mean Dr. Torres is great. I don't see how she attracts all the bad ones, I mean she's gorgeous!"
"Ha maybe you should ask her out then since she plays both ways. At least Hahn is gone. I'm not really sad about her leaving, I mean she was a bitch and was rude to everyone except Dr. Torres. Oh well, I got to run, I have a surgery in 30 minutes."
After the nurses left I couldn't help be curious about this Dr. Torres. It's not often you hear sympathy gossip, especially from nurses. It's that weird feeling that's been following me all day. Maybe this place will be different. I feel like this place will can be an actual home for me. One where I'm not moving every 18 months. Best thing about moving though, was starting over. Being anyone you want. I get a chance at reinventing myself, and the best way to start is at the beginning.
So guys what did you think? I know it's not much but things will start to pick up and I think you'll be surprised how this goes. Review!
