Sorry for the late update, it's the time of year for coursework deadlines and exams so I've been a little tied up with that. Still I hope you enjoy, don't forget to review, good/bad I accept them all =D
"Mr Hanssen, is Tabitha Rees qualified to be treating that patient?" Fraser joined Hanssen at the nurses' station.
Henrik looked through some patient files, "Perfectly." He stated indifferently. When Fraser didn't say anything he looked up to see a doubting face, "Well you heard her didn't you, she has PhD's in both Medicine and Mechanics, to me they're one in the same, so yes she's definitely a qualified doctor."
Fraser still seemed to doubt him and stayed close to his heel as he strode off down the corridor, "So what was Tabitha's background before she came here?"
Henrik gave a swift disapproving glance, "It's Miss Rees, and she was a General Practitioner who was part of the South Wales Medical Education Group. She trained first aiders, travelled schools teaching students about medicine and careers in medicine and also promoted the importance of first aid by going to open day events such as the one run by the emergency services." He smiled to himself as he remembered the first time he met her.
Fraser furrowed his brow, "So she no experience in performing medical procedures?"
Henrik turned to Fraser as he reached the consultants' office door, "Yes she does, it's done in her medical training, however she doesn't have experience of working in a hospital." He knocked on the door and Serena's voice answered.
As the two men entered they were greeted by a grinning Tabby and a disappointed Renie.
"How may I help you gentlemen?" She forced a smile.
"May I speak with Miss Rees for two moments please?" Henrik asked.
"You may." Serena gave Tabby a reassuring wink.
Henrik nodded toward Fraser as he shut the door behind Tabitha.
Tabby was like an excited puppy as she pawed at Henrik's arm gently, "Guess what, guess what."
Hanssen held the file to his chest with an arm as he turned to Tabby, smiling, "What?"
"Serena said that as long as she's there to oversee what I'm doing I can do the procedures myself." She grinned excited.
Henrik couldn't help but chuckle at her enthusiasm, "Well, I actually came to tell you that I would be overseeing your work."
Tabitha's face suddenly dropped, "Oh. Well, ok."
"Actually I was hoping to go through the procedure with you now." He was looking hopeful.
"Um, yes, ok."
"Good, I shall see you the lab in 5 then." With that he headed off.
"Yes, in 5." She trailed off in thought.
She poked her head around the office door, "Ms Campbell, I'm afraid Mr Hanssen has decided that he's going to oversee my work today."
Serena sighed, "Ah well, it was a push I was hopeful for. At least now I have time to fit in all of my electives." She looked back up at Tabby, "Let me know how you get on."
"Will do. Thanks anyway, Ms Campbell." She smiled.
"Anytime Tabs." She winked as Tabby shut the door.
Serena looked toward Fraser, "Well then Sir Fraser, I'd best keep you entertained for the meantime then."
To which Fraser gave an awkward smile and shifted uncomfortably.
Tabitha stood silently, taking short interested glimpses around the dummy, the only sound that filled the room was a dull hum of machinery and the rustling of her plastic apron. She looked around the room and towards the door before checking her watch. She knew it was only a dummy but this was her first attempt in a while to do such a procedure, procedures that involved any type of sedation were always carried out by a professional. Finally she heard the door open.
"Ah, Miss Rees, good to see you're here." He approached and stood next to her.
She smiled excitedly.
"Are we ready?"
Tabby held up her gloved hands, "Yep."
Hanssen smiled, "Away you go then."
She picked up a mouth guard from her assortment of tools.
"Now talk me through what you're doing." Henrik instructed.
"Well, before the procedure we should make sure the patient hasn't eaten for at least 5 hours, they should have been given a sedative-"
"Name one."
"Diazepam. Then a few minutes before the procedure a local anaesthetic should have been sprayed at the back of the throat to reduce discomfort. Now I place the mouth guard to protect the patient's teeth during the procedure." She carried out her first task.
"What will you do throughout the procedure?"
"Um…I would…um." She struggled to think of what he was on about.
"It would be something an anaesthetist would be doing but you should also be double checking."
"Um…oh, the patient's oxygen intake." She suddenly realised.
"That's it." Henrik was pleased.
"Ok, so now I would insert the endoscope slowly, asking the patient to keep swallowing as it goes." As she carefully pushed the endoscope down the dummy's throat, Hanssen stood close behind, watching over her shoulder. Each breath he took sent shivers down the back of her neck but she wasn't complaining. She checked the screen, "We appear to be at the stomach already."
"Excellent, now tell me what you would look for." Hanssen spoke quietly next to her ear.
"I'm looking for any abnormalities such as growths, ulcers, cists, even foreign objects that would be the cause of the patient's discomfort." As she tried to manoeuvre the endoscope it caught on some of the artificial stomach lining, "Shit." She struggled to unhook it.
"It's alright, keep calm." He reached his hands over, placing his over Tabitha's and guided her hands to untangle the equipment, "Now by the feel of that you may have caused a bleed, but not to worry I'm sure it wouldn't be too big, it could be repaired laproscopically."
Tabby giggled, "Well I shall leave that part to you when it happens."
"If." He corrected her.
She looked up at him, "I'm sorry?"
He looked down at her, "If it happens. You will be fine."
Tabby suddenly panicked, "You'll be assisting though won't you? You'll be in there with me?"
"Don't panic, of course I will." He smiled sweetly.
He stared down at her, eyes glistening, Tabitha gazing back up at him. She glanced at his lips, unconsciously licking her own as she did so. Unbeknownst to her Henrik had noticed and softly removed his hands from hers, "I will be on the ward the ward if you need me." He spoke softly then strode out.
Tabitha sighed, gazing lustfully at the door he just exited through. The sudden bonging of the machine snapped her out of her daydream. Whilst she was packing up, she couldn't help but wonder why he did what he did. Was he just being caring or was it something more? That's when Chantelle poked her head around the door.
"Dr Rees?"
Tabby gasped dropping the mouth guard, "Good God Chantelle, you frightened the life out of me!"
Nurse Lane giggled, "I'm like that in the mortuary, all those eerie sounds then 'boom!' and you wonder where all your organs have gone. My mum used to say…"
Tabby picked up the mouth guard, "Chantelle what are you here for?" She shut her up.
"Oh right yes, I think you need to take a look at Mr Walker, his vitals are fluctuating really oddly, I'm bit concerned, his temperature is sky high and nothing seems to bring it down."
"Ok, I'll be up there now." Tabby finished tidying and followed Chantelle up to the ward.
She arrived to see a Mr Walker, surrounded by 2 nurses, covered in ice-packs, gulping thirstily straight from the water jug which looked as though it had been kept in the fridge for a while. The nurses kept fighting to keep his oxygen mask on.
"Mr Walker, apart from hot, how are you feeling?" Tabby's face was a morph between concern and confusion.
Walker removed his oxygen mask, "I feel odd." He puffed.
Tabby shook her head puzzled, "Odd in what way?"
Stephen grabbed his chest, "Me heart's a flutter, I feel sick and there's NO AIR IN THIS GOD DAMN ROOM!" He raised his voice agitated.
Tabby placed his mask back on, "Ok, just keep this on, it will help you breathe easier, now Mr Walker tell me honestly, are you on any un-prescribed medication, this would include painkillers such as co-codamol or paracetamol, are you taking multivitamins or even cod liver oil may be affecting you?"
He took off his mask again "I-I don't remember."
Tabby placed it back on his face again, "Alright, Mr Walker, don't panic I'm just going to fetch Mr Hanssen-"
"A problem here?"
Tabitha was relieved to hear that unmistakable voice of authority, "Mr Walker is hot and clammy, BP is 120/80, temperature of 38 degrees Celsius, has shortness of breath and is Tachycardic."
"Ok 300 milligrams Amiodarone, fresh ice-packs and some more water please?" He instructed one of the nurses.
The nurse shortly came back with a tray and left again to get the rest. Hanssen calmly injected the syringe and passed the tray back to the nurse who had just returned with some ice-packs and a cold jug of water.
Henrik passed the ice-packs to Tabby before pouring a glass of water for Stephen, "Now then, Miss Rees place two on his chest and one on his forehead-"
"How many do you have? Can I have one on my stomach? It's boiling down there." Stephen asked.
"Yes of course." Henrik sympathised.
Tabitha placed one on to his abdomen.
"Also you may want to drink this." Hanssen was just about to hand the glass over before it got snatched from his hand.
Stephen gulped it down, "Ah, thanks doc, I'm feeling cooler now."
Henrik forged a smile, "Good. Miss Rees come with me please?"
Tabby was confused as she followed him to the consultants' office. It was empty as Tabby carefully closed the door behind her. Henrik folded his arms and turned to her expectantly.
"I don't think the ulcers are his only problem." Tabby sighed.
Henrik nodded, "Go on."
Tabby began to pace, "Well, I think he has an underlying heart condition. It clearly hasn't been a problem for him yet otherwise it would have shown up on his notes. Another problem could be that an ulcer has ruptured."
Henrik nodded in thought, "Ok, so if we stay on the underlying heart condition idea, why do you think it isn't in the notes?"
"Um, it could have been left out by previous doctors, filing error, he only went to his GP about it, or we have the wrong file? But I think the most likely problem is that we've missed something in the notes."
"Then what I suggest you do is you double check the notes whilst I discuss with the patient." He then walked straight passed Tabitha, out of the door and straight into the chest of a stern Sir Fraser.
"Ah, Mr Hanssen, is everything alright?"
"Everything is perfect order, thank you." He then stepped around him and made a bee line for his patient. Tabby closely followed behind, giving Fraser a shy smile before heading for the nurses' station.
Fraser took a glance a glance over to where Henrik was with his patient, he then turned his gaze over Tabitha at the nurses' station. He took a final glance back at Henrik before conspicuously making his way towards the young doctor. She was leaning far over the desk, muttering to herself as she searched for the patient notes she was after. Fraser's eyes wandered on autopilot down to where her short skirt was now struggling to cover the top of her thighs. He strolled into a position, abreast to Tabby, their bodies practically touching. His hand glided downwards, following the shape of her lower body. He got to half way down her thigh and decided to make contact. Tabby froze with a sharp intake of breath.
"Shh, shh. It's alright, Darling, it's only me." He whispered huskily into her ear. His hand crept tantalisingly slowly up the inside of her leg.
Further down the ward Hanssen was just taking down some readings from Mr Walker's monitor and as he looked up, he witnessed the most unbelievable and disturbing sight, "Your vitals seem to be improving but we're going to have to check your records again as we feel we might have missed something, Dr Rees is double checking your notes at the moment but is there anything you'd like to tell me? Have you recently had any cardiac problems that only…your…GP…has seen?"
"Well no, not really, there have been a few moments where I've had a tight chest but nothing has been seriously untoward. Doctor? Doc?"
Henrik watched as the hand glided up and up. Tabitha seemed to be frozen, unable to stop him, she looked as though she was shivering slightly. That perverted bastard, Hanssen knew from that morning he was going to be troublesome with her. He finally turned back to his patient, "May you give one moment please?" He placed the notes back into the holder and strode towards the scene of perversion that disgusted him so.
Fraser's hand seemed to have disappeared under the skirt. No, he can't have gone that far could he? That dirty bastard. Suddenly Fraser felt a firm and slightly painful grip around his wrist. It pulled his hand from under the skirt and upwards parallel to his head. Then came a dark, deep and strangely threatening voice, "I don't think that's appropriate, do you?" And with a final squeeze Henrik dropped Fraser's hand then gave a very stern, warning look, placing himself between Tabitha and the dirty man.
Fraser backed up, holding his hands up in surrender before leaving the ward.
Henrik turned back to Tabby, "Are you alright?"
She took a breath of relief, "Yes."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Now, enough worrying about me, we have some notes to look through." She picked up the folder turned to her tall boss, "Thank you." She blushed, then headed for the consultants' office.
