chapter five

"Crap." Dr Jenkins stated in a rather un-doctor like manner, looking at the CT scan on a light board. The technician beside her turned to consider her comment.

"Whoa – that's a big one – how old?" The technician asked. Dr Jenkins sighed before replying.

"She's in her mid-thirties."

"That's harsh."

"Yeah." Dr Jenkins sighed again. She hated giving news like this, especially when it was going to be so unexpected. "Do you know if Dr Owen is in today?" She received a slight shake with the response.

"Day off I think, you'll have to refer your patient." The technician replied as he left the room.

"Yeah." Dr Jenkins found herself letting her head fall into her hands for a moment. She had been doing this job long enough to know that she shouldn't let it get to her, and most of the time it didn't, most of the time she managed to be totally professional. However cold she considered professionalism to be at times, she usually managed it. But occasionally there were particular cases or patients that got to her. She wasn't sure why, as they didn't follow any type of pattern that she could discern.

Yet it seemed this was one of them. Maybe it was the absolute shock it would be, her patient obviously having no idea what was coming when she would take her into her office to talk. Maybe it was the trace of innocence she had seen when she looked into her eyes. A trace of innocence that she could tell was only hanging on by a thread at this point. Or maybe it was just those large brown eyes, looking so confused and frightened, that the doctor almost wished she could just take her into her arms and hold her tight to make it all better. If only medicine were that simple.

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