Disclaimer: I do not own ER or any of it's characters. If I did I am pretty sure I would be making an episode instead of writing it for a website. I would also be going crazy for the fact that Parminder Nagra (Neela) was standing right in front of me. Please Review!
Neela Rasgotra walked into the ER liteally her second home.
"Trauma coming in Neela." Abby told her as she ran towards a stretcher.
Neela followed Abby to the 29 year old patient arriving with the paramedics.
"Car accident victim. Possible head trauma, and some cracked ribs." The paramedic told them. They pushed the stretcher to Trauma 2.
"We need a head CT and run some tests!" Carter told Neela.
Neela ran out of the room, bumping into Michael Gallant.
"I'm sorry Dr. Gallant. In a hurry!" She told him running off.
"No Problem!" He yelled after her.
Neela ran down the hallway trying to avoid a crash herself while swerving in and out of carts and extra stretchers until she reached Dr. Corday.
"Dr. Corday, we have a man here who may have internal bleeding." Neela told her.
Elizabeth followed Neela until they had reached the mans room. According to Elizabeth he did have internal bleeding and needed surgery. When they were finished and the man was on his way to the OR, Dr. Gallant walked up to Neela.
"Great diagnosis, Doctor." He said smiling.
"You know I'm not a doctor....yet." She laughed.
"Or are you?" He asked her wondering and smiling at the same time.
"Oh shut up!" She laughed.
*Neela's Point of View*
"Dr. Gallant, Jeol Brown, 11, and complaining of side pains. He says he has a cracked rib from falling off his bike and landing on a rock, but he is showing signs of apendicitis." I told Michael while he was standing at the front desk. He agreed to take a look.
"Well, Neela, your diagnosis looks correct." He told me smiling. "Ma'am," He said to Jeol's mother, "Your son will need a normal procedure to remove his appendix before it bursts and something serious happens."
"Could something go wrong?" She asked me worried.
"Possibly, as in all surgeries, but this is a regular procedure and will be performed in the hands of our best surgeons." I told her smiling. She replied with a small thank you and I walked away with Dr. Gallant.
"You are doing very well." He told me, "And you were thinking about going into teaching." He smiled. "And yes, I was listening even though I didn't seem like I was." He said.
"Well, maybe I am getting the hang of this." I told him.
I walked to the lounge where I started my break and poured myself a cup of coffee. I looked up to the bulliten board, past the old flyers of banquets and birthday parties, and came upon a picture of Gallant and I at the Christmas party. I smiled at the thought of how much fun we had. Another picture to the left of that was a picture of us dancing to the Skih rap he had found. Great moments, I thought to myself. The clock struck 3 and I finally snapped back to reality. I finished off my coffee, still staring at the picture and left to finish off my shift for the day. Fortunatly, I only had to work until 8 today instead of having a late shift. When I was about to leave Gallant walked in and wanted to speak with me.
"Yes?" I asked him becoming anxious.
"Well, this may sound silly but, I like you. Alot in fact and I was wondering if you would like to go get something to eat after our shifts were over." He said looking down.
"I don't think of you as silly." I said laughing. "I think of you as a sweet man who I would say yes to about getting something to eat." I smiled.
"So....thats a yes?" He asked me.
"That's a yes." I said smiling.
He walked out of the lounge. I followed him out and reached for a clipboard. I'm going out to eat, I thought to myself, with Michael Gallant!
Neela Rasgotra walked into the ER liteally her second home.
"Trauma coming in Neela." Abby told her as she ran towards a stretcher.
Neela followed Abby to the 29 year old patient arriving with the paramedics.
"Car accident victim. Possible head trauma, and some cracked ribs." The paramedic told them. They pushed the stretcher to Trauma 2.
"We need a head CT and run some tests!" Carter told Neela.
Neela ran out of the room, bumping into Michael Gallant.
"I'm sorry Dr. Gallant. In a hurry!" She told him running off.
"No Problem!" He yelled after her.
Neela ran down the hallway trying to avoid a crash herself while swerving in and out of carts and extra stretchers until she reached Dr. Corday.
"Dr. Corday, we have a man here who may have internal bleeding." Neela told her.
Elizabeth followed Neela until they had reached the mans room. According to Elizabeth he did have internal bleeding and needed surgery. When they were finished and the man was on his way to the OR, Dr. Gallant walked up to Neela.
"Great diagnosis, Doctor." He said smiling.
"You know I'm not a doctor....yet." She laughed.
"Or are you?" He asked her wondering and smiling at the same time.
"Oh shut up!" She laughed.
*Neela's Point of View*
"Dr. Gallant, Jeol Brown, 11, and complaining of side pains. He says he has a cracked rib from falling off his bike and landing on a rock, but he is showing signs of apendicitis." I told Michael while he was standing at the front desk. He agreed to take a look.
"Well, Neela, your diagnosis looks correct." He told me smiling. "Ma'am," He said to Jeol's mother, "Your son will need a normal procedure to remove his appendix before it bursts and something serious happens."
"Could something go wrong?" She asked me worried.
"Possibly, as in all surgeries, but this is a regular procedure and will be performed in the hands of our best surgeons." I told her smiling. She replied with a small thank you and I walked away with Dr. Gallant.
"You are doing very well." He told me, "And you were thinking about going into teaching." He smiled. "And yes, I was listening even though I didn't seem like I was." He said.
"Well, maybe I am getting the hang of this." I told him.
I walked to the lounge where I started my break and poured myself a cup of coffee. I looked up to the bulliten board, past the old flyers of banquets and birthday parties, and came upon a picture of Gallant and I at the Christmas party. I smiled at the thought of how much fun we had. Another picture to the left of that was a picture of us dancing to the Skih rap he had found. Great moments, I thought to myself. The clock struck 3 and I finally snapped back to reality. I finished off my coffee, still staring at the picture and left to finish off my shift for the day. Fortunatly, I only had to work until 8 today instead of having a late shift. When I was about to leave Gallant walked in and wanted to speak with me.
"Yes?" I asked him becoming anxious.
"Well, this may sound silly but, I like you. Alot in fact and I was wondering if you would like to go get something to eat after our shifts were over." He said looking down.
"I don't think of you as silly." I said laughing. "I think of you as a sweet man who I would say yes to about getting something to eat." I smiled.
"So....thats a yes?" He asked me.
"That's a yes." I said smiling.
He walked out of the lounge. I followed him out and reached for a clipboard. I'm going out to eat, I thought to myself, with Michael Gallant!