Erik moaned and opened his eyes, the last thing he remembered was collapsing on Hawkeye, and..Oh NO! Looking down confirmed the fears. Bandages. Over his chest. No more Erik. It was all over. Now all that was left was her collection by the MP's and imprisonment. Not more Erik. Just Sarah. Looking around her, Sarah noticed she was separated from the rest of the out patients with dividers. Oh God, it's already begun! She was cut off from the others, like a freak. Covering her face with her hands gingerly, as not to strain her torn stomach, she sobbed silently.
Hearing someone coming she looked up and saw it was the same girl who had hit on her the night before, Amber. She quickly came in and changed the bandages and, before she finished sneered at Sarah, "Sicko!." then left.
Biting her lip, Sarah prepared for the next visitor, even before he entered she knew who it would be, Col. to her bedside, Potter sat down and frowned at Sarah. "Well, it appears that you have pulled the wool over a few of us, Eri-...er.."
Sarah tightened her jaw and looked at Potter resolutely. "My name is Sarah, Col. Potter."
Potter nodded and continued. "Well…Sarah, you seem to have caused quite a stir here." Looking at Potter, she was shocked to see that he was not angry, just confused and concerned. "Why did you do it, Sarah? The army does accept women surgeons. You already know this…"
Sarah nodded. "Can I please speak freely, sir?" Potter nodded and Sarah relaxed a little. "Ever since I was a child, I have wanted to be a doctor and help people. So I trained to be a doctor and worked as hard as I could to receive top marks and do the best I could. However, at every turn I was met with disparaging comments and laughter at my attempts. Most of the men in my class at medical college laughed at the fact a woman was trying to be a doctor. I ignored them and continued on with my education until the beginning of the war." Sarah swallowed hard and continued. "A friend of mine had entered the war as a doctor and she told me about how the women were treated over here. I just want to help people, Sir...I don't want to be whistled at or groped by every doctor who thinks he has the right." Shaking her head, she blinked back a few tears. "I just wanted to make a difference."
Potter nodded silently as Sarah spoke, taking in her explanation. Once she had finished he nodded to her. "I see.." Potter looked at Sarah frowning a little. "Well...I suppose that since you were chosen to come her as a neurosurgeon, then here is where you will stay."
Sarah was amazed. "I...But…The MP's..."
Potter smiled faintly. "Sarah, I have one man who dresses as a woman on a constant basis trying to get out of the army. As for the rest of my doctors, they are all crazy in their own ways. Believe me, you dressing as a man to get in is not that bad."
Potter smiled and patted Sarah's hand. "I would like you to talk to Sidney Freeman, our resident psychiatrist though, if you don't mind." Sarah nodded; amazed at the light sentence she received.
"Oh thank you Col. Potter! …I…I mean, Sir! right!" Potter grinned at her and stood up.
"Get some rest, Sarah. Sidney will see you when you are ready." Sarah watched him leave and sighed with relief. One down, a whole camp to go. Curling up careful of her wound, she drifted off to sleep.