The wind is blowing, it's bad. I doubt that this is going to turn out well. It's packed in here. Everyone is on top of each other. I know it's going to rain, and being up here is kind of dangerous. Who I'm I kidding? It is dangerous. When I took this job, I knew it was going to be scary and dangerous, but I never thought I would be this scared before. I have been through a lot doing this job - we all have, but I doubt that anyone has been this scared before. Which, by the way, is saying something. The helicopter is swaying and the seatbelts aren't working – if you can even call them that. It's in the middle of the night, we heard about the bomb some few hours ago, and they needed us to help the wounded. Everyone, though, are half asleep; so, I doubt we will be to too much help.

Two hours later, after the most horrible plane ride, we have come to the most chaotic place ever. Everyone is running around. I run over to the first person I see. A teenager. Around 16 I would say. Her arm is definitely broken, it's easy to see from far away, and her head. Her head is bad, blood running down her forehead.

I run over to her. She is crying, tears running down her cheeks, like a waterfall.

"Hey, let me help you with that." I say and she looks at me and I can quickly see that she doesn't understand me.
Most people here don't speak English, so I am not surprised she doesn't. I put a bandage on her arm and move on to her head. It's bad, just looking at it, I know it needs stitches. It must hurt like f*ck. I take out a needle and a thread from my bag and start with washing her wound. She screams. I hate hurting these people – without any kind of medication to help them, but I keep reminding me that it's to save them; that always seems to help.

I finish sewing up her wound and move on to the next person. A mother with a child, I sit down and about to ask them 'where it hurts' when I hear and feel another explosion. I stand up, looking around. Walking out of the tent. I look up to the sky and see planes coming by. We need to get away from here. That's when everything turns black.

I wake up with a jolt. With my heart in my throat. Sweat running down my forehead. I look around. I am in my room. That was a dream. A dream my a*s. I will be okay. I will be, one day. I look towards my nightstand and look at my clock. 4.26 AM. I know I am not going to fall asleep again, so I guess I'll just wake up now anyway. I could get some unpacking done.

I walk out of my room and into the bathroom. I take all my clothes off, put them in the laundry basket, and step into the shower. I turn the water on and take an icy cold shower. The cold water always helped my pulse to slow down.

When I am done, I wrap a towel around me and walk back to my room. I put on a pair of black panties with matching bra. Then I put on a pair of gray sweatpants and a loose black t-shirt.

I walk into the kitchen and make some coffee. When the coffee's done, I take a cup and walk out to the veranda. I sit down, taking a small sip of my coffee, and look out towards the city. It's dark outside. But I like the fresh air. The wind is blowing a little bit, but it's nice. It gives me time to think about the "dream" – about everything that has happened the last few months. I really need to do something about it. I can't live like this anymore. I need sleep and there is no way it's just going to disappear in time. I need to do something to make it stop.

I sit outside until the sun wakes up. My shift doesn't start until 10, so I have some time before I need to get going. Not that I need to get ready, I have already put my clothes on for the day. No need to wear anything pretty, it's not like I going to a party or a hospital for that matter.

I walk back into the kitchen and look inside the fridge for some food. I find some yogurt and decide to eat that. I add some honey to it and sit down on at the island kitchen. That's when I notice a note from Christina.

Hey
Thanks for the leftovers, it was amazing as usual. Ur car is in the parking lot, ur keys r in ur bag, I got the car back for u, ur welcome by the way, also, I'll be home for dinner, they needed me down at the hospital this morning, but I'll see u tonight. Love ya 3
Christina

Oh well, my car is back. That's great. Though I wonder why they needed her this morning and what she means with 'morning' it's already pretty early. Which makes me think about my patient, I wonder how she is doing, though she isn't my patient anymore. She never was.

Our apartment isn't big. Three small bedrooms, one for Christina, one for me, and a guest room. We have one bathroom. The kitchen, living room, and the dining room are all in one. We also have a small little veranda. Our apartment isn't big, but it fits us perfectly. My brother usually comes over to visits, that's why we have a guest room. I didn't want him to live on the couch when he visited, plus the apartment looks way nicer when he doesn't stay out here in the living room.

My brother lives in Cambridge, he graduated from Harvard university a few years ago, and now, he's working somewhere there. Don't know where or with what, the only thing I know is, he's over there doing his nerd things. It's only 14 hours with the car, so it's not that bad – could be worse, right? Right. Anyway, he has always been a nerd at school. Always. He is a few years older than me. He never agreed with me going into medicine, especially not in the army. So, when I told him I was coming home, he was jumping up and down with excitement. Maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit, but it wasn't far from that.

In elementary school, I didn't do that well. Everyone was expecting me to be amazing in school, which just made school worse for me. My mom is one of the best surgeons here in Chicago, and my dad is famous for his cooking skills. He is an amazing chef, and I am really, really, proud of him. I got my cooking skills from him.

When I didn't do well in school, it was a huge disappointment to my family, since my brother is older than me, and him excelling perfectly in school, I needed to be just as good as him, if not better, which really put the pressure on me. Plus, with my parents' reputation, it wasn't easy being little me.

Anyway, it wasn't until I reached high school I started pulling it together. I started doing my work and I worked towards my goal. The army. And that's what happened. I finished Med school and I joined the medical force and loved it. I probably still do.

My parents were happy when I choose medicine, but none of them liked the idea of me joining the army, but it wasn't their choice, it was mine. I did what I wanted and needed to do. I joined the army.

I finish my yogurt and throw it in the bin. I go to the bathroom, brush my teeth, then I put on some of my light makeup. I turn the lights off and walk into my room. There are boxes everywhere. Not that I have a lot of things, but I kept most of my old stuff at Caleb's so when he came here some few weeks ago, he brought it with him. Let's just say I have some unpacking to do.

After some few hours of unpacking, realizing that it's almost 10, I turn off the lights in my room,

grab my handbag. Then I check that I have my phone in my back pocket. Check. I head out to the parking lot and start driving to work.

When I get there, I walk in and see Tori already working on someone. I nod to her and she smiles at me. The shop doesn't seem too busy right now, so I go to the back and put my things in my locker. I grab my pencils and my sketch book and walk to the front, and I sit down and start drawing at my desk.

Tori finishes and the man pays for the tattoo and she comes over to me.

"Hey." She says and takes a chair and sits next to me.

"Hey." I reply.

"How are you? What happened yesterday?"

"I'm fine." I say and she smiles. "Yesterday, I was driving Christina to work, but then like I said we got stuck in traffic, she saw the ambulances and we went over to the accident scene and we helped them. We got to the hospital, it turned out the woman I helped needed surgery, so I wasn't just going to leave her, so I helped operate. We were done at 6, and that's when I called you."

"And you are okay after you operated and saw the scene and everything?" She asks and I nod.

"It felt like just any other day." I reply and she nods.

"Is Christina coming home for dinner tonight or is she staying late?"

"Coming home for dinner. Why?"

"Oh, just wondering." She says.

We hear the bell ring, realizing someone is coming. I look at Tori and she smiles at me.

"I'll talk this one." I say and she laughs. I walk over to the cashier and see a man with lots of tattoos.

"Hey." I say and he nods.

"I would want a tattoo." He says and I nod.

"Follow me." I tell him and walk towards my desk. Tori - who is still sitting at my desk, looks up when we come and she smiles.

"Hey, Eric." She says and he smiles back to her. "Another one?"

"Indeed." He says.

I tell him to sit down and he does. He tells me what he wants and I start working. We keep small talk during the whole time. Him asking me questions like 'if I am new to Chicago' and things like that. He seems like an all right guy.

After an hour and a half, I'm done. He pays for the tattoo and leaves the shop. I walk to the back and see Will. He's Christina's boyfriend, plus, he helped me get this job.

"Hey, Will." I say as I walk in and he looks up from his phone and smiles at me.

"Hey Tris," He replies. "how are you?"

"I am good and you?"

"I am good as well." He replies with a smile. "So, you guys are having a dinner party tonight, huh?" He asks and I look at him, raising an eyebrow at him.

"No, where did you hear that?" I ask him and he shows me his phone.

Chris: Dinner party at my apartment at 7, be there.

"No, definitely didn't know about that." I tell him, giving him his phone back. "I'll check my phone, maybe she sent me a message." He laughs shaking his head.

I walk over to my locker and take my phone out of my bag. Looking over it, I realize I have some few messages from Caleb, and actually one from Christina.

Caleb - hey, how r u doing? Might be coming over next weekend with Cara, have some news to tell you.

Well, that's interesting. News? I wonder what that is about. I quickly reply back, letting him know I am looking forward to hearing the news and seeing them both. Then I turn to look at Will and he looks at me.

"What?" He asks.

"What's going on with Cara and Caleb?" I ask. Cara is actually Will's sister. Small world huh? Caleb and Cara are dating. Which I just found out about.

"I don't know, did Caleb tell you anything?"

"Only that he and Cara might be coming over next weekend with news. Not that I know what kind of news." I tell him and he nods. I then open the message from Christina.

Chris - Hey! I have invited friends from work to come over for dinner since our shifts are over tonight, hope u r okay with it. Not that u can't cuz I have already invited them, sorry. I'll see u tonight. Love ya 3

"Yep, there is going to be a party tonight or whatever you are going to call it." I say and Will laughs.

"That's gonna be fun." He replies and I nod. It really is. I'll probably go to bed pretty quick though, too tired to do anything. Went to bed too late and woke up too early, I guess that does make you sleepy.

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