Nurse's Wings
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Georgia.
Georgia sighed as she stepped out of the taxi, seeing the barracks from where she stood. One of the men from the Air Force was sick, and couldn't make it into the hospital, so she had been assigned to check on him. Just after her twelve hour shift had ended. No one else could go, and the Doctor on duty at the time was busy with another patient. Why they didn't have more than one Doctor on duty at a time was beyond her. All she knew was that her twelve hour shift was most likely going to turn into a fourteen hour one.
"He had better be dying." Was the only thing that Georgia could think of as she saw someone step out and make his way towards her. From a distance she could see his brown hair that reached just above his eyes, and he was probably a good head taller than her as well. He was wearing a blue hula shirt with white flowers on it, and a white muscle shirt underneath along with brown khaki pants. Georgia had to stop herself from blushing as she could finally get a good look at him.
"Good lord, I'm never going to complain about extra hours again!" She thought as the man greeted her with a grin, still looking serious and solemn as he did though.
"I'm Lieutenant Walker." He greeted as he held his hand out to her. Georgia quickly shook it with her's, managing to keep her blush down, having to fight with it even more as she heard his voice.
"Lieutenant Brown." She nodded as she offered a small smile in return to his own, her legs instantly starting her towards the building. "How bad is he?" Georgia asked, getting right down to business. She held her nursing bag tightly in her hands as they walked.
"He's shaking an awful lot, and is as hot as hell." Walker stated as Georgia nodded, knowing that the shaking was probably from the high temperature, as Walker had also confirmed for her. "He's coughing too, sometimes coughing up blood." He added as Georgia frowned slightly.
"Does he say if he's warm or cold?" She asked as Walker frowned in thought.
"Both. Sometimes he's hot, so we take some of the covers off of him. Then sometimes he says he's cold, so we pile them back on." He stated as Georgia nodded.
"How often is he going into coughing spurts?" She asked then, as Walker sighed.
"As of now it's almost constant, and he says he can hardly find room to breath." He stated as he ran a hand through his hair.
Georgia had to then focus her gaze on the ground, after feeling weak in the knees.
"D-Um, what I mean to say is, have you set him by a fire, anything warm?" She asked, stuttering slightly as she frowned, trying to reign herself back in.
"No, we figured that would do more harm than help." He stated as he shrugged his shoulders. Georgia nodded in understanding as they got to the doors, and Walker reached ahead of her to open one for her.
"Thank you." Georgia smiled slightly as she nodded curtly, and Walker flashed her a smile as well. Now if she could get her heart rate under control, things would be dandy. Walker stepped out in front of her then, leading her through the rooms, back to where she expected that they all slept. Taking one look at the man, she frowned in contemplation. Sitting down next to him quickly, she took out her stethoscope, placing it on his chest and listening to his breathing. His chest was clogged and his heart beats were speedy, signaling that his body was trying hard to combat the infection. Along with the obvious fever, Georgia noticed as she placed her hand gently on his forehead.
"It looks like a serious case of a cold." Georgia stated as she frowned, setting to work. "I'm going to need warm water, and towels, lot's of towels." She ordered as she began to dig through her medical bag, before she found the bottle of Ipecac that she was looking for. "A clean set of clothes for him as well. What's his name?" Georgia asked as she looked up to Walker, who had nodded at a couple men nearby, setting them to work.
"Billy." Walker answered as the man who was lying on the bed's eyes suddenly opened, and he groaned in discomfort.
"It's alright, Billy." Georgia stated softly as she turned to him. "I'm gonna take care of you, okay?" He couldn't answer, and began to go into a coughing spurt. Quickly opening the bottle of Ipecac she tipped it towards his mouth, making him drink sips of it at a time. His face screwed up slightly as he tried to move his head away, too weak to do much else. Georgia frowned as she had to keep giving him the solution.
"This might be quick, or it might take awhile. We won't be in the clear until he coughs up the flem that's in his chest, his lungs." Georgia explained to Walker as she continued to sit on the young man's bed side. Walker frowned as he nodded, looking down to his friend in concern.
Both Georgia and he knew it was going to be a long night.
"That's it! Cough it all up, it's alright!" Georgia exclaimed over Billy's coughing as flem began to drip out of his mouth in yellowish-green blobs. The towel under his chin was soaked through and stained yellow with said flem, as well as the towels beside his bed. He finally hacked up the rest that he could, falling back onto the pillow, spent as he breathed heavily. Placing the stethoscope on his chest, Georgia smiled slightly in relief. It had taken almost a whole bottle of medicine, but the flem was finally, for the most part, cleared out of his lungs. Sighing tiredly she looked over to Lieutenant Walker, smiling softly as she saw him. His was in a rather uncomfortable looking chair, his elbows on his knees as he leaned froward and his hands cradling his head slightly. His brown hair was a mess, sticking up at odd angles from the way that he had been running his fingers anxiously through it, and his eyes were closed.
"Lieutenant Walker?" Georgia stated softly, but he didn't seem to acknowledge her. She sighed as she shook her head, still smiling as she walked over to him, gently grabbing his shoulder and shaking lightly.
"Wha-Billy?" Walker groaned slightly as he came to, looking up at her with worry that was clearly directed towards his friend and comrade.
"He's going to be fine, Lieutenant Walker, the worst has passed and all he needs is some rest." Georgia stated as she looked back towards her patient, and then at the towels. "You should get someone to burn them." She added as she nodded to the pile, removing her hand from his shoulder almost reluctantly.
"Red!" Walker called as a man with blonde hair came over.
"Y-Y-Yes?" He stuttered as he looked to Walker, than to Georgia, before snapping his attention back into place. Georgia couldn't help but think his stuttering endearing as she fought a small giggle down.
"Take those towels and burn them." Walker ordered as Georgia quickly turned to Red.
"Then wash your hands well with warm water and soap, right after." Georgia stated strictly as Red nodded, turning around silently and picking up the towels. Georgia sighed as she wrapped her stethoscope around her neck, picking up her nursing bag.
"I'll walk you out." Came Walker's voice as Georgia felt her stomach leap slightly, but managed to nod.
"Stop it Georgia, you're acting ridiculous!" She mentally berated herself as she felt his hand on her elbow, leading her easily back through the halls and towards the front door.
"You probably saved his life, you know." Walker stated as he opened the front door for her, and she smiled slightly, nodding as pride swelled within her. It never mattered how many times she had been told she had saved a life, it never got old.
"It's nothing, part of the job description." Georgia joked slightly as she heard his deep chuckle coming from behind her as he caught up. "You know that you did too, Lieutenant Walker, for calling the hospital when you did."
"Danny." He stated as Georgia then looked up to him, her confused, green eyes meeting his sparkling brown ones.
"Excuse me?" She asked softly, not really getting what he was saying.
"My name, it's Danny." Danny smirked slightly as he face reddened in obvious embarrassment. "I figured since we both saved a life today, we should be able to call each other on a first name basis Lieutenant Brown." He emphasized her name, smirking slightly as Georgia laughed a little.
"Alright Danny," She rolled his name off of her tongue easily, and Danny felt a non-too familiar shiver run down his spine. "I'm Georgia." She stated as she smiled slightly, and Danny rose an eyebrow.
"As in, the state Georgia?" Danny asked as Georgia sighed, nodding.
"Yeah, my folks were rather patriotic. We had to move from Georgia a few days after I was born, so to keep that part of their lives with them, they named me after the place where they thought their dreams would come true." Georgia explained as she blushed slightly. "I got teased endlessly through school. If it wasn't my size, it was my name."
"Well I for one think Georgia is a pretty name for a girl." Danny stated as he smiled slightly, and Georgia looked up, smiling in return. Danny bit his lip slightly as he looked down to the girl, with the moonlight reflecting off of her evergreen eyes and muddy brown hair. He wanted to do this smoothly, and the only inspiration he could find was Rafe. "So, uh, I guess you're my friend Billy's hero, right?" He asked, starting off sounding unsure.
"Uh, I suppose so." Georgia stated, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion as she started walking again, the taxi appearing in the distance. What was he trying to get at?
"Well, then I think it's only right that I take my friend's savior out to dinner sometime." Danny fought hard to keep his blush down as Georgia looked up, her plump face showing surprise. She then turned red, and Danny felt more confident, seeing how flustered she was becoming over his proposition.
He knew he was attractive, he knew he could get any girl that he wanted if he wanted to. The problem was that even though he knew all this, he still lacked confidence. Georgia was different though, he didn't feel like he was stepping on toes around her like he did other woman. With others he had to constantly wonder if what he was saying was right. With Georgia speaking seemed to come naturally for him, and that was saying a lot since he wasn't one born with the gift for gab. He had only gotten to talk to her for a short period of time, and his friend's health had been hanging over their heads. He needed to see her in a more relaxed environment, needed to see if he still felt the same way as he had tonight around her.
"Well, I suppose if you'd like." Georgia conceded as she tried to fight down the blush, but that seemed to only make it worse.
"Alright, how about Saturday then?" Danny stated as he smiled slightly. "We get off early that day, and I can swing on by and pick you up around seven." He stated as Georgia nodded, having finally reached the cab. She felt reluctant to open the door, and as she threw her nursing bag in, she heard Danny clearing his throat from behind her. Turning around quickly she felt her heart enter her throat. What did he expect? A hug? A...kiss? Georgia desperately hoped it wasn't the later, because she had absolutely no idea what to do if it was.
"It would be a lot easier to find where you live if you tell me." Danny smirked, having seen the frightened look sweep across her features. His eyes danced with mirth as the blush crept up her neck again and to her face. This was going to be his new game, making her blush.
"Oh. Uh, you know where the nurse's residence is? On Bank St., west of the hospital?" Georgia asked as Danny nodded. "I'm house number 11."
"Alright, I'll see you Saturday then." Danny stated as he smiled then, leaning forward slightly. Georgia felt the strong urge to back up, but fought it with all her might, knowing how stupid she would've looked. He got so close that Georgia would've been able to start counting his eyelashes, before he suddenly tilted his head to the side and she felt something warm and moist being applied to the side of her face.
As she sat in the taxi fifteen minutes later on the way home, it was like she was in a daze. That was his lips. She had realized after the first ten minutes. They were so soft and warm. She thought as he face heated up once again, and she felt an unfamiliar ache run through her body. Placing a hand delicately on her cheek, she silently mused. This must be how all the teenage girls must've felt after their dates with the boys from home. She didn't know why she was reacting so strong to once simple touch though. Maybe because it was so overdue. The taxi stopped then, letting her out as she quickly paid him before running into the house. Her new mates were there, with Betty sitting on the rocker giggling furiously as Martha smirked, holding up a small glass of amber liquid. She saw Susan on the couch, looking over at Martha in disgust as Georgia couldn't help smirking slightly.
"Oh, Georgia, there you are. How is your patient?" Evelyn asked as she walked out of the kitchen, a cup of tea in her hands.
"Oh, he's fine now." Georgia replied as she smiled softly, and Evelyn smiled in relief.
"That's good, are you going to join us, we were going to listen to the evening radio show." Evelyn asked as Georgia shook her head, politely declining.
"No thank you Evelyn, I've had a long day, and I think I'd like to just go to sleep." Georgia stated as she yawned slightly and Evelyn nodded in understanding.
"Well, sleep tight dear, and we'll see you in the morning." Evelyn stated as Georgia smiled, nodding as she headed up the stairs and for her room.
Tomorrow sounded like it was going to be a brilliant day.
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