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/mli


Chapter 2

Leah carefully tried to pry her shirt out of the hands of a sound asleep Dr. Robbins. She had cried herself to exhaustion, all the while being held by the intern. Leah had put her arms around the distraught woman's shoulders and held on for dear life, trying to sooth the inconsolable attending. She tried telling her that it would all work out, that it was going to be ok, but nothing seemed to work. The cries eventually ebbed out and then, after a few minutes of stillness, Leah could make out the faintest sound of snoring coming from the woman, now laying halfway into her lap, clutching on to her shirt for dear life.

She thought it was adorable. Terribly sad, but still… adorable. She reflected on her current situation. She was sitting on couch, with a beautiful peads attending in her lap. Come to think of it: 'wasn't yesterday something like this as well?'

She knew that Dr. Robbins had cheated on her wife, but she sensed that there was more to the story than what she'd heard Dr. Torres throw out there. When she looked at Dr. Robbins it didn't feel like she was reacting to all of this the way someone would, in her situation. Except for what had happened tonight. This is the first time Leah had seen her show any emotion at all. 'It must be really hard, keeping everything so close and locked up inside…' And from what she head from the gossip mill; Dr. Torres hadn't even allowed Robbins to explain. Which probably wasn't that strange but something about all this just felt… off.

She'd also heard something about Dr. Robbins recovery; one day she was furious and hateful towards her wife for cutting off her leg, then all of a sudden she was fine with it the next day, and she'd even let her wife kiss her on the cheek in public. Also strange. It didn't add up; does it really take one evening to forgive someone for taking away their leg? Isn't forgiveness gradual? You can't just sweep something that big under the rug and hope it will go away. All that resentment bottling up… Well, maybe she was wrong but she promised herself that she would be Dr. Robbins' friend, 'cause she surly looked like she needed one.

Finally free from the soft clutches of the sleeping doctor, Leah grabbed a blanked and draped it over the blonde. Turning off the lights and heading for her own bedroom she turned and cast one final glance at the exhausted mess, snoring away on the couch, and smiled sadly before continuing towards her bed.


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