Just When You Thought You've Seen It All – by Brownie
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Side Note: I still can't believe this is taking me so long. I have the whole story mapped out in my head, yet I do nothing. Don't quit reading it yet, though! I promise, the ending will be… well, there's an ending in sight! And sorry if the story itself seems a bit rushed. I have a habit of getting right into it and skipping good places for subplots, but I don't have the patience, and I haven't perfected the science of space filler yet. I'm working on it though, just not right now
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It had been about two weeks since the liver episode in the ER. Dave had found the whole thing extremely funny. Of course, he hadn't been there to see it. All of the ER had cracked their share of jokes about it, all except Weaver and Kovac. The jokes stopped a week and a half later. All they knew was that Dave followed Kovac into the lunchroom with a gross smelling brown paper back, and came running back out with whatever it had been mashed into his hair. He'd been avoiding Kovac since.
Dr. Corday was on her way to the elevator a few days after this, wondering if they would ever find out what was actually in that bag, when a voice stopped her dead in her tracks.
"It has only been two weeks, surely you recognize me," he said. She turned to see a man standing in the hallway, wearing sunglasses.
"No, I'm sorry, I don't recognize you. Were you a patient of mine?" she asked, hoping that he wasn't. How embarrassing if she couldn't remember the poor guy after only two weeks.
"No, I only met you in passing," he said, slipping the sunglasses to his nose to peek out above them. "You passed me on to a Dr. Malucci, I believe, who then passed me on to your husband." She recognized the guy the minute she saw his eyes, remembered how she had purposely passed him on to Dave. She wasn't surprised that Dave had gotten rid of him, too.
"I'm sorry, I still don't remember," she said.
"Yes you do," he said, "I saw it in your face just a moment ago." He looked at her expectantly. What was she supposed to say to that?
"Is there anything I can do for you?" she asked, "Otherwise, I have to go…"
"Of course. Operations to do and all. Can't let some organ go to waste. If you see a Dr. Romano, though, tell him Dr. Fell is here to see him."
"I'll tell him," she said, rushing away as quickly as possible. She wondered what sort of business Romano would have with this Dr. Fell. If he were a patient he wouldn't be waiting in the hallway. Romano couldn't possibly be thinking of hiring him, could he?
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That was in fact exactly what Romano was thinking. He was just on his way to meet with Dr. Fell when Corday passed him by in the hall. Dr. Fell was waiting just a few feet behind her. He quickly got rid of her and rushed Dr. Fell into his office. He wanted to get this over with quick. He had no patience for interviews.
"I went over your credentials, Dr. Fell, and they all checked out," he said as he said down, getting straight to business without so much as a 'how are you.' Dr. Fell took a seat in front of him. "What made you want to work here again?"
"I was here just two weeks ago having stitches redone, and I heard there was an opening in the pshyc department. I had been hoping to find a job in a city. So many people."
"Yes, well, that's great," Romano said disinterestedly as he shuffled through the file on his desk, "I wouldn't normally hire someone so quickly, but I didn't find anything wrong with any of your references, and filling this space will get a lot of people off my back. For about a day, anyway, but that's not important."
"The other doctors here bother you?" Dr. Fell asked.
"Minor annoyances," Romano said, getting to his feet. It was obvious that he wanted Dr. Fell to get up also, and leave. He stayed seated.
"I can undestand why the other doctors think what they do about you," he said.
"Hey, I just rushed through your application in a week. I'd be damned grateful if I were you. And as long as work gets done around here, what they think about me isn't important." Dr. Fell finally got up and headed towards the door.
"That isn't true about that doctor in the hallway, though, is it? Too bad she's married."
"Yep, life's just one bummer after another, ain't it? My secretary will give you your scheduale and any other information you need. See you Thursday."
"Yes, see you Thursday," Dr. Fell said before walking out the door, one final sinister glance at Romano. Romano shivered. If he hadn't had such a need to fill that spot, he would have waited a while longer. Well, he could always wait until he found another applicant, and pull the job out from under Dr. Fell. He found himself wishing that Thursday was a bit further away.
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