The building that had once felt like home to her now felt cold, desolate and barren. She knew that it was the last time walking through the swinging double doors unless she resorted to some very depserate measures that she didn't want to think about resorting to now. She wanted to spend her last day here, even though she couldn't treat any patients, to the best of her abilities. she wanted to be able to feel like she was doing something useful, that she was doing something productive. No matter what it was that she was doing.
Walking through the doors was something incredably painful for her. She now knew how Mark must have felt when he walked out of those doors that last night he was at County. The staff was crowded around the admit desk as they often had the habit of doing on a slow day, and they all looked up with an air of sadness around them, they all respected the surgeon, they all were saddened by the fact that she didn't even want to leave, that she was forced away.
She scanned the crowd of faces for any sign of either man, either Romano or Morris. She knew that if she needed it, Robert would be there to comfort her, he had already shown it so much. But she couldn't ask him to do more than he already had. He had already done much more than she could have asked him to, ever. And Morris, he was just just her first choice, he was the best looking out of all the med students to her, and he was dumb enough to not know any better for things.
She found neither, but was instead greeted by somber "hello"s from the staff, each one offering their sympathy for what had happened. It was then she noticed him walking by, a tall, lanky man with a head of red curls and a scraggly red goatee. She said hello to the crowd as she fought for something to say to the younger man. She finally decided to take the blunt, direct route. She didn't want him for anything more than a name anyway, she didn't need to toy with him.
"Ah, Dr. Corday, I heard what happened." He said, as he glanced at the board, searching for an easy case that he knew he could handle.
"Yes, that's exactly why I was looking for you." Her stomach dropped as she looked up at who was fast approaching. Robert was making a beeline for her, she either needed to make this coversation fast, or save it for a later time.
"And you wanted to take legal action? Yeah, I'll see if my dad can represent you." Romano came up on the tale end of the conversation that they were having.
"Your father, Mr. Morris?" Romano said, purposely neglecting the man's proper prefix. He didn't deserve it, and everyone there, including the hapless doctor knew it.
"Yeah, y'know, the Morris in Stockwell, Morris, Rowe." A look of recognition and horror passed across Romano's face. This boy was the son of one of the founding partners of one of Chicago's biggest law firms.
"Your father is Sean Morris?" Romano asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, he is. I'll give him a call, see if he can help you out." Morris said before picking up a chart of what was a basic scrape that someone who didn't even have basic first aid training could handle. Corday and Romano shared a glance. She had never thought of taking legal action before now, but the more she thought of it, the better of an idea it seemed. Morris definitly had his uses, even if one of them wasn't being a doctor.
A/N: I said I was partial to Morris, I never said I was setting her up with him, did I?
Walking through the doors was something incredably painful for her. She now knew how Mark must have felt when he walked out of those doors that last night he was at County. The staff was crowded around the admit desk as they often had the habit of doing on a slow day, and they all looked up with an air of sadness around them, they all respected the surgeon, they all were saddened by the fact that she didn't even want to leave, that she was forced away.
She scanned the crowd of faces for any sign of either man, either Romano or Morris. She knew that if she needed it, Robert would be there to comfort her, he had already shown it so much. But she couldn't ask him to do more than he already had. He had already done much more than she could have asked him to, ever. And Morris, he was just just her first choice, he was the best looking out of all the med students to her, and he was dumb enough to not know any better for things.
She found neither, but was instead greeted by somber "hello"s from the staff, each one offering their sympathy for what had happened. It was then she noticed him walking by, a tall, lanky man with a head of red curls and a scraggly red goatee. She said hello to the crowd as she fought for something to say to the younger man. She finally decided to take the blunt, direct route. She didn't want him for anything more than a name anyway, she didn't need to toy with him.
"Ah, Dr. Corday, I heard what happened." He said, as he glanced at the board, searching for an easy case that he knew he could handle.
"Yes, that's exactly why I was looking for you." Her stomach dropped as she looked up at who was fast approaching. Robert was making a beeline for her, she either needed to make this coversation fast, or save it for a later time.
"And you wanted to take legal action? Yeah, I'll see if my dad can represent you." Romano came up on the tale end of the conversation that they were having.
"Your father, Mr. Morris?" Romano said, purposely neglecting the man's proper prefix. He didn't deserve it, and everyone there, including the hapless doctor knew it.
"Yeah, y'know, the Morris in Stockwell, Morris, Rowe." A look of recognition and horror passed across Romano's face. This boy was the son of one of the founding partners of one of Chicago's biggest law firms.
"Your father is Sean Morris?" Romano asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, he is. I'll give him a call, see if he can help you out." Morris said before picking up a chart of what was a basic scrape that someone who didn't even have basic first aid training could handle. Corday and Romano shared a glance. She had never thought of taking legal action before now, but the more she thought of it, the better of an idea it seemed. Morris definitly had his uses, even if one of them wasn't being a doctor.
A/N: I said I was partial to Morris, I never said I was setting her up with him, did I?