First Meetings- Elizabeth's POV
Author: Noisemaker
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. There are owned by NBC, Warner Brothers or whoever else has money invested in them.
Summary: This is a point-of-view story. Hasn't been awhile since I've updated but I felt inspired to continue it. Time: End of September 2001. Assume that nothing after that has happened.
Cast of Characters: Pretty much everyone in the cast
"Somebody called for a consult?" I asked coming into the Trauma Room. Instead of seeing Carter, or Luka like I normally do I come face to face with a 'new' doctor.' I introduced myself quickly and went straight into the diagnosis. "There's some rebounding in the abdomen. Lydia, get me the ultrasound." This new doctor introduced herself as "Dr. Lewis," a name I've heard in passing before back when Doug and Carol were still here and they talked about the old times, back before everyone's lives where thrown for a loop.
We started to wheel him towards the elevators and I asked Dr. Lewis to send Mark to my office. I must have given her a weird look when she said that she had been looking for him all day, because she got suddenly quiet. But we were out of that awkward situation due to the opening doors.
The surgery went surprisingly well. Not too much blood and no complications thank god. I don't think I can deal with anymore complicated procedures today. There's only so much you can handle in one shift. Rachel and I head down to meet Mark in the ER and walk in just as Susan is spilling her emotions to him. It's more than a little shocking to hear that another woman is in love with your husband. I stop to listen to what he has to say to her, "As much as I want to Susan, I can't. When you left it hurt, for a long time, but I gave up on the fantasy that you would come running back. I have everything I want right now. I finally have my career in order; I have two daughters, and an amazing wife. The last thing I ever expected was for you to come back, and as much as I once wanted to go back to what we had, I don't anymore. I'm sorry." I don't know if he was so caught up in the moment and didn't notice me, or if he intentionally ignored me, but he stormed right past me and Rachel and ran up the stairs.
Rachel ran off after him, leaving me and Susan alone in the lounge. This was not the best situation to be in at the moment. "How could I have been so stupid? There was no way that he still wanted things to be the way they used to be. It's been too long," she said as she started to cry. Mark must not have told her who he was married to, because I doubt that she would dish her feelings to me if she knew. All I could do was sit there and comfort her.
"Susan, you couldn't have known," I replied. I don't know if I was coming off as being too nice, but I can't just sit there and let someone bawl their eyes out in front of me.
"I never thought that he would be married. I played out every possible situation, but not this one."
I waited before responding, unsure of how to defend him without making too obvious. "Mark's been through a lot in the past few years. He's needed people to lean on, and someone was there for him."
"Do you know who he's married to?" she asked me.
"Uhh. one of the surgeons," was all that I could do to answer her. Even though my shift was technically over I had come up with an excuse to get out of the situation. "I hate to have to run, but I have a surgery scheduled soon and need to scrub in."
I hate to have to leave her alone like that. But luckily Rachel came in as I was leaving the lounge. She would be able to talk to Susan and calm her down, I hope. I went up to my office to sit and think about what had just happened. There was another woman downstairs who came back because she was in love with my husband. But as far as I could see he had no interest in her anymore, which I had expected. It was just that the idea of having her working next to him everyday would more than likely lead to awkward situations like the one that had just transpired. With all the stress already building this was going to lead to a very trying time.
Author: Noisemaker
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing. There are owned by NBC, Warner Brothers or whoever else has money invested in them.
Summary: This is a point-of-view story. Hasn't been awhile since I've updated but I felt inspired to continue it. Time: End of September 2001. Assume that nothing after that has happened.
Cast of Characters: Pretty much everyone in the cast
"Somebody called for a consult?" I asked coming into the Trauma Room. Instead of seeing Carter, or Luka like I normally do I come face to face with a 'new' doctor.' I introduced myself quickly and went straight into the diagnosis. "There's some rebounding in the abdomen. Lydia, get me the ultrasound." This new doctor introduced herself as "Dr. Lewis," a name I've heard in passing before back when Doug and Carol were still here and they talked about the old times, back before everyone's lives where thrown for a loop.
We started to wheel him towards the elevators and I asked Dr. Lewis to send Mark to my office. I must have given her a weird look when she said that she had been looking for him all day, because she got suddenly quiet. But we were out of that awkward situation due to the opening doors.
The surgery went surprisingly well. Not too much blood and no complications thank god. I don't think I can deal with anymore complicated procedures today. There's only so much you can handle in one shift. Rachel and I head down to meet Mark in the ER and walk in just as Susan is spilling her emotions to him. It's more than a little shocking to hear that another woman is in love with your husband. I stop to listen to what he has to say to her, "As much as I want to Susan, I can't. When you left it hurt, for a long time, but I gave up on the fantasy that you would come running back. I have everything I want right now. I finally have my career in order; I have two daughters, and an amazing wife. The last thing I ever expected was for you to come back, and as much as I once wanted to go back to what we had, I don't anymore. I'm sorry." I don't know if he was so caught up in the moment and didn't notice me, or if he intentionally ignored me, but he stormed right past me and Rachel and ran up the stairs.
Rachel ran off after him, leaving me and Susan alone in the lounge. This was not the best situation to be in at the moment. "How could I have been so stupid? There was no way that he still wanted things to be the way they used to be. It's been too long," she said as she started to cry. Mark must not have told her who he was married to, because I doubt that she would dish her feelings to me if she knew. All I could do was sit there and comfort her.
"Susan, you couldn't have known," I replied. I don't know if I was coming off as being too nice, but I can't just sit there and let someone bawl their eyes out in front of me.
"I never thought that he would be married. I played out every possible situation, but not this one."
I waited before responding, unsure of how to defend him without making too obvious. "Mark's been through a lot in the past few years. He's needed people to lean on, and someone was there for him."
"Do you know who he's married to?" she asked me.
"Uhh. one of the surgeons," was all that I could do to answer her. Even though my shift was technically over I had come up with an excuse to get out of the situation. "I hate to have to run, but I have a surgery scheduled soon and need to scrub in."
I hate to have to leave her alone like that. But luckily Rachel came in as I was leaving the lounge. She would be able to talk to Susan and calm her down, I hope. I went up to my office to sit and think about what had just happened. There was another woman downstairs who came back because she was in love with my husband. But as far as I could see he had no interest in her anymore, which I had expected. It was just that the idea of having her working next to him everyday would more than likely lead to awkward situations like the one that had just transpired. With all the stress already building this was going to lead to a very trying time.