Chapter Six

Looking around the room, I see all these people with so many different problems, some even life threatening. Here I lay worrying that I won't be able to find a man to love me. That is pretty selfish of myself, if I do say so. But then I lie here being a bit confused. Dr. Barnett told me what was wrong, but never said if I could go home or not. Deciding that just thinking about it is not going to help me. I slowly get myself out of bed, and look to make sure no one will stop me. Taking one last look, I make my way to the nurse's locker room.

Once inside, I let out a sigh of relief when I noticed no one was in the room. Quickly I make my way to the scrub cart. Grabbing my size I throw them on, and throw away the ugly hospital gown. "There much better." I hate wearing those gowns, they do nothing for your figure. Ha! What am I talking about? Neither do these scrubs, but they are much more comfy and less revealing.

Making sure the cost is clear I make my way back to the admit desk. So far so good, no one has laughed or said anything really loud to draw attention to me. Frank is busy talking on the phone, so I just step behind the desk and start working on the paper work everyone hates to deal with.

"Excuse me Ms., but you can't be back here."

"Frank it's okay it's just me." I turn around to give him a smile and the look on his face is almost priceless.

"Lynn, sorry I thought you were someone different. What's up with the new outfit? You officially work here now?" She is such a good kid, I hope she does work here, this place could use a person like her.

"It's okay Frank, and no not yet. I got tired of the gown and to be honest I need a new pair at home." A smile laugh comes out of Frank's mouth and that makes me smile. "Plus Dr. Barnett never said if I could go home or not, he told me what was wrong, and then just left. So instead of hogging up a bed, I figured I would let someone else use it."

"Awe that is very sweet of you. Ray never said if you could go home? Man I don't know where his head is at. Wait till Weaver gets a wind of this."

"Frank I don't want to cause trouble okay? I have to go ask Weaver a question about the job, so I will just inform her of my condition and see what she wants me to do. She should be back from her meeting right?"

"Yes she is back by now. Lynn you are something else you know that?"

"I know, hold down the fort, I'll be back in a little bit to finish up this paper work for you guys." I hear Frank say something, but couldn't really make it out since a trauma just came through the doors. As I was waiting for the elevator to come back down I noticed Ray do a double take at me as he whisked by with the trauma victim. Serves him right.

I finally reached Weaver's office, I swear her room keeps getting further and further away. I knock softy on the door frame, waiting for her response.

"Lynn, what are you doing here? Nice outfit by the way."

"Thanks, I hope you don't mind that I stole a pair," she gives me a smile and I know she doesn't mind at all, "and to answer your first question, I don't know if I can leave or not."

"Barnett again? I swear I don't know if he is here half the time or off in music land. Well tell me what the tests showed and I can let you know if you can leave or not." Such a sweet girl, it's a shame she is going through this, her condition and her doctor.

"Well basically the tests said that I need more tests down to see how bad it really is. I guess I have a bruised muscle that isn't getting enough oxygen. Hence the stabbing like pain that I get. Dr. Barnett told me what I have, said I need more tests done and then he left. So I changed into theses wonderful scrubs so they can use my bed for someone who really needs it. And I was also wondering if the paper filing job was still open." I give her a smile which she returns back to me. I'm glad I know most of doctors here, they always make me feel welcomed.

"First, yes the job is yours. You can start whenever you wish, which I'm sure will be as soon as you leave this office. Second I don't want you to leave just yet. I'm going to have a talk with Dr. Ray Barnett to see what is going on in that head of his. Plus I want him to talk to you about the next step, all the different types of tests that may have to be run. So why don't you go back down stairs to the admit desk, bug the hell out of Jerry and Frank and I'm sure Ray will be by to talk to you."

"Okay I guess I could try to bug them, thanks again for the job it really means a lot to me. Oh and can I wear scrubs to work?" I hope she will allow me, these things are freakin' comfortable.

"Yes you may wear them to work, I won't mind."

"Thank you! Okay I'm off to start my first day of work, since it seems that I will be spending time here anyway. Don't be to harsh on Dr. Barnett okay? He seems like an okay guy, just a little lost I think."

"Lost, yes I think so. Okay get out of here before we have to order dinner."

I give Weaver a huge hug before I leave her office. She has always been so nice to me. I make my way back down to the admit desk to see that the paper work has grown a bit since I left it last. "Frank what the hell? I leave for awhile and this is what I get to come back to? Your just lucky I'm getting paid for it now."

"Whoa you got the job?"

I nod my head and he wraps me up in one huge bear hug, I thought I was going to pass out at first, "Frank left me down I can't breath here!" Frank says 'sorry' and puts me back down on the ground. "Okay Weaver told me that I can give you guys lots of shit today, but I may go easy on you, maybe."

I hear Frank and Jerry mumble about something, but I really didn't care. I was finally at a job that I loved, I get to wear scrubs to wear, how cool is that? And I'm not even a doctor or a nurse. Plus I'm around a bunch of people that really care about me. As well as maybe I will find Mr. Right here, or someone close to it.