At The Hospital

Sam checked the dextrose of their most recent patient on the 5th floor. He was working as a nurse at the San Francisco Medical Centre. He was told that their patient has been asleep for 2 days now due to a car accident. The patient is under the possibility of losing her memory but also the possible truth of being okay. She has a broken left arm but that's it. She was pretty lucky to be alive.

He checked if the needle was still in place and was surprised when her hands moved. Sam waited for about 10 more seconds until she moved her whole hand. The patient was responding well. Suddenly, she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was his lips. They were oh so big but by the looks of it, very kissable.

Sam wasn't able to move for a while, not even speaking until he heard her voice. They were quite deep but very angelic.

"Where am I?" She asked in a deep and low tone. Her voice proved that she was still in a weak state.

"You're in a hospital. You were in a car accident about 2 days ago. How are you feeling?" Sam asked, leaning forward to check if the girl was still awake. Her eyes were trying to open but unconsciously closing.

"Sore. Very sore."

Sam giggled. "Well, that's only normal. The car went upside down when you had your accident."

"Really? What happened?" She did not believe what she just heard. Flipping cars only existed in movies for her.

"Your car lost its break and apparently drove through a ramp. That's how the car flipped over." Sam smiled. He wasn't a relative of hers but the accident was all over the news.

"Do I have amnesia? I'm sorry, I don't remember you." She finally said. She's been wondering who this guy was since she woke up.

Sam laughed. "It's fine. We've never met before. I'm a nurse here. Do you remember anything?"

"Last thing I remember was driving home from the office... And then, bam. Everything was dark." She was staring at nowhere, still feeling surreal of what happened.

Sam gave him a smile to make her feel safe. "Then, you're fine." The girl looked at her when she noticed the adorable smile gleaming from the side of her eyes. She couldn't help but smile back. "I'll just call the doctor to check on you."

The nurse left and Quinn took the time to think about everything. She was told that her breaks died causing her car to flip over and beak her arm. What happened after that? Did some random people take her to the hospital? Do her parents know that she's in the hospital for 2 days? What about her work? Just then, the doctors came in with the same nurse she had the chance to talk to.

"Ms. Fabray. So good to see you're awake." The doctor greeted. "My name is Doctor Edward Willis. How are you feeling?"

"Sore. Weak. Confused." She said she felt a pain in the arm. "Wow. That's painful."

"Your arm was casted the day you got here. We found broken bones and some minor bruises all over the body. You're only feeling the pain now because you're already conscious."

That made sense. "Does my family know I'm here?"

"Yes. Your parents were here yesterday. They said they're not sure when they'll be able to check on you again so they asked for double guidance from the nurses."

She felt even more wrecked. Her parents were one of the busiest people in San Francisco. Always having meetings and going on business trips; that's why she decided to move out of the house and just stay in a condo her father bought her. "Until when will I stay here?" She asked.

"Well, you're under observation for at least a week. After that, we'll see if you can go." The doctor smiled. "Any more questions you want to know?"

"Yeah... Uhm..." She paused, feeling embarrassed with her question. "Do you guys have any food here?" She bit her lip in shame.

Sam couldn't hold his laugh which made her smile.

"Considering you were asleep for 2 days and your only food since then passed through that dextrose, we promise you the best meal for tonight. Dinner will be served in a couple of minutes."

"Thanks." Quinn smiled.

"The buzzer beside you lets you call for help at the nurse's station. If you need anything, just press it and one of the nurses will be here." The doctor and nurse left to give her time to relax before she eats dinner.

A little while later, Sam came back with her food. She was watching TV when he came in. She had to catch up on the news on what she missed. She is a writer for a newspaper, after all.

"Dinner is served." Sam said, smiling. He placed the tray on the over bed table and dragged it to the patient. "You got roast beef, mashed potato and some Caesar salad."

"Great. Thanks." She reached for the knife before Sam could get it. Sam moved backward to see what she'll do. Quinn tried her best to slice the beef on her own but she was obviously struggling. She did it and took a bite but the process of her, feeding herself alone is quite long. An hour might pass and she won't even be half way done yet with her food.

Sam was quietly giggling on the side. "I hope you know I'm here to help you eat. Eating with one arm is pretty hard. Especially if you haven't had solid foods for 2 days."

Quinn looked at him. She wasn't mad or anything but she has her serious face on. "Well, I hope you said that before I started to struggle here."

Sam went closer to her and grabbed the knife and fork. He started slicing the beef. "I would've voluntarily done it if you didn't get the knife first." He was about to feed her the beef but she was just staring at him. "Open mouth?" He said and she did.

Quinn chewed on and she couldn't stop staring at him that it was starting to feel awkward. "Is there something on my face?" Sam asked.

She realized that she was ogling at his face so she turned the other way. "I'm sorry. I... I'm still in shock from the accident. I've been staring a lot since I woke up." She lied. Good thing, she was a quick thinker.

"Oh... Well, most patients who came from intense accidents are like that. Still feeling surreal and all." Sam giggled as he gave Quinn a bit of the salad.

Quinn just smiled at him. She continued taking a bite and was just watching the news. Sam kept trying to open up a conversation.

"So, how's the food? Good?"

"I guess so. At least, better that the normal hospital food they give. Thanks for the special order." She giggled.

"Your parents paid for the VIP treatment. You food is 10 times better than those in the... un-VIP section." Quinn laughed at his term. He didn't want to call them the poor ones so he just used whatever came in his mind. He smiled at her laughter. "That's good. You should laugh and smile more. It helps you get better."

Quinn smiled back at him and didn't speak anymore. She finished her food in no time then took some medicines. When Sam was about to leave, Quinn had to thank him.

"Thanks for the lovely meal, Evans." She said.

Sam stopped, realizing she read his name plate on his uniform. He turned around and smiled at her. "My name is Sam. Evans is my last name. And you're welcome."

Quinn smiled back. "Thanks, Sam."

"Have a good night, Quinn." Sam said as Quinn rested the whole night. Even if she was asleep for 2 days, she still felt very tired.

Xxx

The next day, Quinn's parents dropped by after hearing the news that their daughter was awake. They both explained as to why they can't be there to watch over her. They have to be in their office as they had an important proposal to continue working on. Quinn understood. She was so used to being alone since she was 12. 12 years later, her parents never changed. They're still the same old money focused parents. They left after an hour for an important meeting with some big bosses.

By lunchtime, a different nurse was assigned to Quinn. A sweet looking girl named Rachel Berry. Like Sam, she helped Quinn with everything she did. Quinn was kind of hoping for Sam to come in but she didn't mind it anymore. Maybe he was on for a night shift.

Evening came and still, another nurse came in. It was a different boy. He tried to feed her too but she rejected his help. She ate on her own but the nurse was there to assist her in everything she needs while eating.

Just before ending her meal time, Quinn bravely asked.

"How many nurses are you in this floor?"

"10 nurses for this floor per shift, ma'am."

"Do you change shifts per day?"

"Yeah, well we get to have one day off then, 2 days for Morning, 2 days for Afternoon and 2 days for the evening shift."

She thought it was too much to ask for Sam's schedule so she just smiled. "I just thought how stressing your job is."

"It becomes a lot easier when you get used to it." He giggled. After a while, he left to let Quinn rest for the night.

Xxx

The next day, Quinn had plans to try and figure out what Sam's schedule is. She would buzz from time to time and just ask for random things until she gets the right nurse.

In the evening, Quinn buzzed again which was like her 17th time of the day. A girl nurse went inside.

"Hey, Quinn. Need more blankets?" She asked and Quinn felt the sarcasm in her tone.

"Uh, no. I just want to ask if... What time will Dr. Edward drop by?" She tried to ask a more serious question.

"Dr. Willis won't come by till tomorrow. Time is still unsure but he'll be here tomorrow. Is that all?" The nurse smiled to still be respectful.

"Yes, thanks." Quinn said and the nurse left. She decided to give up and let fate get in their way. Quinn just wanted to see him again. Something about him made her different after the accident.

The next morning, Quinn didn't bother to expect to see her most awaited nurse anymore. Breakfast came and a girl nurse served her food.

"Good morning, Ms. Fabray. Breakfast is ready." The girl greeted, placing the food on the over bed table.

"What do you got for me?" She asked.

"Oatmeal. Yum!" This girl was so bubbly and all smiles that she's making her mood lighter. Quinn grabbed the spoon and ate the food herself. The nurse prepared her water and medicine while she ate. Quinn tried to open up a conversation. This girl looked like she could keep a secret. Why not go for it then?

"I'm sorry, what's your name again?"

"Marley. Marley Rose." She turned to face her and smile then she went back to what she was doing.

"So you're on morning shift?"

"Only Wednesdays and Saturdays." She giggled.

"Do you..." She paused. She really wanted to know. "Do you know Sam Evans?"

"Oh, yeah. Samuel. He's on Afternoon duty today. He'll be here by 2 in the afternoon." She smiled and felt something was up. Marley turned around and saw Quinn smiling. "Someone seems to be having a crush on Sam."

"Please. I'm too old for those crushes." Quinn laughed. After a while, she asked again. "So, Samuel is his real name?"

"We used to call him Samuel but he thought it was too long so we call him Sam now." She giggled and went closer to Quinn's bed. "Have you met Sam before?"

"He was the first person I saw when I woke up." She smiled at her and her eyes were glowing. "Something about him...makes me want to be strong at the same to, I want to stay weak."

"What do you mean?" She sat down on the space on her bed as the conversation's getting interesting.

"He makes me what to fight and be better. To finally get out of this bed and be normal again. But then... I want to be weak. If I'm weak, I get to stay here longer...then I'd see him every day." She was smiling hard and cheeks were turning red.

Marley laughed hard at her little crush. "Tell you what. How about I will assign Sam as your personal nurse but it will be our little secret."

Quinn laughed. "I... I don't think that's a good idea. He might get sick of my face."

"Are you serious? You're gorgeous. Any guy would be honoured to see your face everyday." Marley teased her as she laughed again.

Are they seriously planning on this? Is she going to say yes?

"Come on. It will help you feel better. I mean, he's not yet even here but you're smiling like it's your last day on earth!" Marley joked as they both laughed.

"Alright, alright! Fine! But this is all your plan, okay? I don't have anything to do with this."

"No worries. I got your back." Marley said. Later on, she needed to leave the room and Quinn felt really excited for the afternoon shift. She hopes she's not looking too obvious.

Xxx

"Oh, Sam. Great. You're here." Ryder said.

"Hey, man. What's up?" Sam said, after changing to his uniform. He was getting ready for his duty.

"Nothing really. Just got done giving some meds around." Ryder giggled, fixing the trays of medicine. "Have you seen the patient in 5017?" He asked, smirking as he clasped his hands.

How could Sam forget her? She has the most amazing smile ever. Don't get him started with her eyes. "Why?" Sam asked, not to sound obvious.

"I went there to give her some meds and wow, she looks so damn hot." Ryder whispered. There were quietly talking about Quinn.

Sam giggled. He was right but he can't talk to him about her like that. She wasn't just a hot chick. She was a beautiful girl. "Dude, back off. You wouldn't want to scare our patients away with your creepy likings."

"Well, you should see her. Then, you'll know what I'm talking about." Ryder giggled.

"Oh, I've seen her man. I was there when she was brought to the emergency room, operating room, transferred to a private room and the moment she woke up." Sam smiled and lean back on his chair with his hands locked behind his head. "She was a real life sleeping beauty."

Ryder was looking at him. He looked like he was day dreaming and Ryder couldn't hold his laughter. "Let me guess. Are you her Prince Phillip?" Ryder laughed louder.

"Shut up." Sam jokingly smacked him on the arm as they both laughed. Their conversation got hold off when the buzzer monitor screen lit up. "5017" it read.

"Looks like it's your lucky day." Ryder said, smirking at Sam and he just smacked him again. He stood up, ready to go to the patient when Ryder teased him more. "Don't you dare kiss Sleeping Beauty yet!"

Xxx

Sam exhaled for a bit, trying to calm the big grin on his face before knocking on the door. He raised his hand and knocked 3 times. Held the knob and opened the door. Sam entered the room.

"Good afternoon, Miss..." He saw that the patient was sleeping. He moved closer to her and examined Quinn's face. She was really beautiful. He couldn't stop smiling, remembering what Ryder and him talked about a few minutes ago. He noticed that her hair was covering her eyes, he was about moved it away with his hands until he realized something.

If she buzzed a couple of minutes ago, how can she be fast asleep right now? Sam moved back a little and started to speak. "Are you fake sleeping?" He teased her with a bit louder voice.

Slowly, Quinn's straight lips was turning to a smile and she slowly opened her eyes and laughed out loud. "Gotcha!" She was laughing hard.

Sam was confused yet he was holding off his laughter. "So... You called me... Just to prank me?"

Quinn's giggling self started to fade until her face became serious. "Are... Are you mad?"

"What?" He was surprised. "Uh, I mean.. No.. I don't know." Sam became more confused and giggled to himself. This made Quinn smile.

"Haven't seen you in a while. Where have you been?" She asked.

"My schedule just didn't fit with your buzzes so..." He smiled. "Looks like you're a lot better now. You're smiling a lot."

"Thanks." She said and smiled.

"So... Anything else you need? Besides pranking?"

Quinn laughed. "I do need someone to talk to."

"I can dial up the phone for you. Just give the number of your friend..."

"I meant... I want someone to talk to. Maybe... We can talk?"

"You want to talk to me?" He asked, slightly blushing.

Quinn just nodded and smiled like a child.

"Uhm... Miss Fabray, it is against the rule for us nurses to stay in a patient's room for a long time." He placed his hands inside his pockets.

"Quinn... Call me Quinn."

"Okay... Uh, Quinn. I'd love to but I have follow hospital rules. I'm sorry."

Quinn became a bit sad. She wanted to spend more time with him but she didn't want him to lose his job. "Okay..." She said with a low tone. "Will I still see you later?"

"Of course. Just buzz me when you need me." Sam smiled and turned around to leave when Quinn spoke again.

"Buzz!" She said, imitating the sound of the buzzer. Sam stopped and turned back around.

Sam giggled. "Yes?"

"See you later, Samuel."

Sam was surprised that she knows his real name. Maybe it was obvious cause the only names that can be shortened to Sam are either Samuel or Samantha. "Sam for short." He smiled at her.

"I like Samuel better." She smiled back and he just giggled before leaving.

Dinner time came and Quinn was excited to see Sam again.

"Bon appétit!" Sam greeted with the best French accent he can and Quinn laughed.

"Are we having French menu tonight?"

"Sadly, no. Just American Salad and chicken strips."

"I'm fine with that." She giggled. Sam placed her food on the table and dragged it over her bed. He gave her the utensils and went to get her some drinks.

"Aren't you gonna help me eat?" She asked.

Sam looked at her and smiled. "I was told you didn't like being fed. They told me you'd rather eat alone." He giggled.

"Well... I need help right now."

Sam looked at her and smiled. He went closer to her and started to feed her like the other day.

"I guess, we can talk now." Sam said, giving her a bite of the chicken. "What do you want to talk about?" He asked.

"I don't know. You?"

"There's nothing really interesting about me. How about you tell me something about yourself?"

Quinn smiled. "Okay... I'm 24. I'm a writer. I love apples. My favourite colour is pink. Your turn."

"Well, I'm 25. Obviously, I'm a nurse. Not a big fan of apples. Grapes, though, are my favourite and my favourite colour is blue."

"Are you kidding? Apples are the best." Quinn was surprised.

Sam squinted his nose and shook his head. "I think I've only had 3 apples in my life before." Sam giggled. "Where are your friends? I mean, I don't think anyone has ever visited you yet."

"I just moved here to San Francisco. I mean, my family and I have moved here about 6 months ago. My only friends are the neighbours, workmates and whenever I get the chance to meet a random person like you."

"What about the boyfriend?" He asked, trying not to be obvious that he's wanting to know more about her love life.

"What makes you think I have a boyfriend?" Quinn giggled.

"The fact that you didn't answer my question, I'm guessing you do have a boyfriend." He smirked and Quinn laughed at him.

"No." She smiled at him. "I don't have a boyfriend."

Her food was on hold as he stopped. He smiled at her and they were both obviously blushing.

"How about you? What does your girlfriend do?"

"What makes you think I have a boyfriend? And don't use that same response I did."

"You ...can't be single with that face." She was serious but she smiled after.

Sam's face wasn't happy at all. "I'm married with 2 daughters."

Quinn's face fell like she was about to die. "Oh... That's uh..."

"Gotcha!" Sam said with a smirk and laughed. Quinn lightly slapped his arm.

"If my left arm isn't casted, I would've choked you in the neck until you passed out." She said but laughed with him after.

"No. I'm single, too." Sam smiled and they were just smiling at each other. Minutes later, Sam had to leave. Quinn let him go and said thanks for a good conversation. Before leaving, Sam told her that tomorrow is his day off. Quinn was quite sad but she didn't want to sound obsessed with him so she just smiled.

Xxx

It was around 4 pm when Quinn got the good news. By 5pm, she heard someone enter the room. He was wearing a baseball cap, a blue shirt and jeans. He was also carrying a pink basket of apples when Quinn saw him.

"Sam?"

"Uhh... Hey Quinn. Just thought I'd drop these off for you." He showed her the basket.

"My favourite." She smiled at him.

"With your favourite colour for the basket." He giggled and placed it on the table.

"Thanks. That's really sweet of you." She said, looking at the basket.

"So, how are you?" He asked, sitting on the bed beside her. Quinn placed his free hand on Sam's folded leg on the bed.

"I'm good. Dr. Willis said I get to go out tomorrow." She smiled at him.

"That's amazing. Congratulations." He said. "Hold up. Let's celebrate with your favourite fruit." Sam stood up and grabbed one apple and washed it. He went back to his place on the bed in front of Quinn.

"Here, take a bite." Sam reached it close to her mouth to take a bite and so she did. "Very good, big girl!" He teased as if she was a little kid.

Quinn grabbed the apple. "Okay, your turn." She did the same thing he did to her but Sam moved back a bit.

"No. You know I don't like apples." He said.

"Please, for me. Come one." She held his hand, pulling him closer to take a bite but he was pulling back.

"No. I really don't want to." No one realized, their hands were on each other pulling the other to its side.

"Please, Samuel. Come one. One bite!" Her eyes were really convincing and he just couldn't say no.

"Okay, fine." He went closer, thinking twice if he would really give in to her request. He was battling between his mind and heart and so, the heart won. He took a bite and had a stank face while swallowing the apple. Quinn just laughed out loud at him and he couldn't help but laugh too.

They spent more time talking, getting to know each other and feeding one another some apples. Sam left during Quinn's dinner time. Marley was on duty to help Quinn for dinner time. They both had strange and teasing face from the girl so Sam just decided to leave.

Xxx

The next day, Quinn was gonna go home. Her parents called and said, a driver will take her home cause they were both in a business trip in San Diego. Sam's duty was on the afternoon so Quinn decided to go home at around 4 in the afternoon. Sam helped her pack her things. The driver was waiting for her downstairs and the cart for Quinn's stuff was outside with her wheelchair.

"Ready?" Sam asked, loading Quinn's stuff on the cart.

"Yeah. All set." Quinn said just before going down the bed. Sam helped her walked to the wheelchair but Sam still had one more question before releasing the patient.

"Uhm... Quinn?"

"Yeah?"

"Will... You... Go out... With Me?" He was shaking and slightly smiling.

"Yeah, I will. You said you'll push my wheelchair till I get in the car. We're gonna go down together." She didn't get him. She thought he was asking if she's gonna bring her to the car, down at the lobby.

"I... I mean, like on a date? I won't be seeing you until your next accident so..." He giggled. Was he really expecting her to get another accident?

She smiled, feeling glad that he asked that before she got out of the hospital.

"Dinner tonight at my house?" She asked, as she sat on the wheelchair.

He leaned forward and whispered. "I'll be there."

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