So, I wasn't sure if I wanted to do this in a split perspective. It'll mostly be in Brooke's perspective, but you will see Elena's perspective in this chapter. I think I'll only do two switches.

A/N: well, I think I'd be nervous if I were in Brooke's position, but you'll soon find out. Only other thing I have to say is that this story is now up to the T rating because there is going to be some blood in this chapter and if you've read any of my M*A*S*H fics, you've gotta remember that Rebekah has a foul mouth. So does Brooke.

I Stood There: Frozen in Place

(Wednesday evening)

"C'mon Brookie," Elena said. "You really had me worried because you weren't talking."

I took a breath. "I ...fine. Not even a minute after you and Ross went to do the X-rays, I sat down."

-Flashback begin-

I had been sitting there and I was about to play a game or do something on my phone while I waited. The next thing I knew threw me off. "Ah, Miss Carter," and I almost jumped.

"Ms. Cohen? I um, uh," I lost my wording. I watched as she took a breath.

"Miss Carter, I've been made aware of your friendship with both Miss Sangster and Miss Clark by Mrs. Foster," she told me.

Mrs. Foster. The intake coordinator. "You are to stay professional. You are permitted to chat, but keep it professional," she told me. She began to walk away, but then it was like she remembered something. "Remember, lack of focus leads to slip-ups. I am certain that you remember your midterm with Mr. Garcia. Well, I best be going. I was just on my way to speak with Dr. Williams. Have a good day," she finished and with that, I froze from within.

-Flashback end-

"Wait, what?" Elena asked. She looked confused ...and worried. Oh shit. I shouldn't have told her.

...but, it did make me feel better and it would've been easier than telling Ross. Plus, now Sophie knows. "Brooke," Elena said, waving her hand in front of my face. "Hey!" she shouted.

"Wha?" I asked. She asked ...what happened yesterday. "You're familiar with HIPAA, I'd assume?"

She raised a brow and stared a me as if I was a damn idiot. ...oh wait. I plopped down on the couch. "Course I am," she said. "plus, you should know not to make an ass outta you and me."

"Haha," I said with an eye roll. I shuddered. "The basis of the matter of ...well, I got nervous because I thought that Ross was cheating on me. The patient... just reminded me of Ross. He didn't look like him and when I was scaling, I ..." I shook my head and buried it in my face.

Elena rubbed my back in comfort. "You're worried that you're gonna slip up with me tomorrow, aren't you?" she asked. I nodded.

"I am," I said.

..."Don't be," she said. "I've had my gums poked quite a few times. You and Soph shouldn't worry too much. My uncle's hand slipped when he had to go over the assistant's work. ...well, what she left on my teeth. I don't know what set him off, though."

I sighed. "I ...guess I shouldn't really worry. How's your face feeling?"

She shrugged. "Eh, it's ok. How does my X-ray look?"

"I don't even have the answer to that, Ley. I'm just really fucking tired. I'm going to sleep," I replied.

(Friday morning)

I took a deep breath, it was time. I had Preston drive Elena in his car. I met up with Sophie at the locker room. "Hey," Sophie said. She wore a long, black skirt and I had a feeling she was wearing heels. "You nervous?" we asked simultaneously and then I told her what happened yesterday. She was wearing a purple blouse and didn't have her lab coat on yet.

I felt a bit better. "Oh. Are those Elena's X-rays?" I asked. Damn. ...something seemed off.

She nodded. "I'm trying to study them. I'd get going if I were you," she said and I nodded. I was wearing my scrubs.

"Ladies," Dr. Williams said. "Your friend isn't here. I just got off the phone with her."

Sophie and I shot each other stares. "You're not getting out of the exam with her though. She said that she's staying in a hotel and might have a fever and that she'd call when she's ready."

'Well, fuck. I guess that there isn't much we can do,' I thought.

Feeling sick is no fun. I'm not to the point where I think I need to go to the doctor.

End A/N: I'm just feeling a bit under the weather and I can't concentrate as well when I'm feeling any iota sick. This will be done. It will not take me until next year. I'm going to update next week and I plan to.