Jo woke up in an empty bed and smiled sadly, she wished Alex was there next to her, but he had been on call last night so it had been a miracle that she had actually slept with him for the majority of the night. She somehow remembered him kissing her forehead and whispering that he had to go when the pager went off.
Her smile widened when she caught sight of the red coloured tin that was placed on her bedside table, a discovery they'd made on a vintage furniture store.
She opened the note first.
"Chocolates for the chocolate-eyed girl.
I wish I'd got to wake up next to you.
Happy valentine, princess"
She got up, they'd moved in a few weeks before and, by now, everything was in place. It took her less than a minute to choose what to wear and after that she entered the attached bathroom. There were candles all over the place and she felt her cheeks turning red, not at all used to romantic gestures.
She grabbed the note that was placed beside the tooth brushes and smiled.
"Candles for my glimmer of hope.
We were supposed to have hot bathtub sex but I promise I'll compensate you.
Happy valentine, princess"
After a way longer bath that she could allow herself she rushed to the kitchen, hoping to find already made coffee as she didn't have time to prepare it. She could have just eaten the chocolates as breakfast but she wanted to enjoy them with him. Much to her surprise there were some pancakes to reheat for her over the kitchen counter but not a note to be seen. Probably he expected her to take a "granny bath". He called it like that because her toes and fingers turned wrinkled for staying in there for too long.
She smiled, tugging her pocket to cheek that her surprise was in there. Today would be a great day.
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She had just got changed when a massive traffic accident came in. She stood there, processing the activity that was taking place just in front of her, then she took charge of the women the paramedics were rushing through the doors. Her interns were a bit shocked but acted on her demands and moved to a trauma room – Someone page Dr Hunt!
Dr Luna! – The young woman stared at her, kind of scared – She has blood on her lungs, I need a drainage tube!
Owen entered the room as the blood splashed against the tile flooring - How are you doing? - He was soaked in blood but his face was calm, like the clock weren't ticking, like they had all the time to defeat death.
- Dr Vazquez, the stats.
- Lavinia Staton, thirty two, went through the window due to the collision. Multiple traumas along her body including to her head and vital organs. Has received two units of specific A positive blood and amiodorona to stabilise her pulse.
- I've drained some blood from her lungs to control the damage but she needs a trip to the OR now!
Not a second had passed when she flat lined, Jo took the pales – Charge two hundred! Clear!
Not a change – Charge two sixty! Clear!
The pulse got back, as well as blood escaping through the injuries. Owen helped her move the bed to the OR.
- What's the plan?
Many of their colleagues rushed along them, almost as if they knew what the chief was about to say – You've got a gunter, the residents choose.
So there she was, feeling all eyes over them as the patient stayed barely stable over the table.
- We have to operate on her brain first! If it stops working it won't mind if you save the rest of her!
Edward's got a point but also Dr Green – The internal bleeding is much more extensive, she will die before you finish your craniotomy!
Before even asking he removed the debris from her chest, her heart failed.
- Move! – Dr Molina made her heart beat again, making the whispers in the gallery turn lauder.
- Dr Green, keep removing the debris, Dr Wilson, you'll have to patch the damage.
She wasn't completely sure that was the right approach but she had to do something, she looked down to Owen, but he would only intervene if he considered they were going to kill her.
- She looks like a lost puppy, she won't be the gunter – She overheard Avery. And she could only think that he was damn right. She searched for the source of the bleedings and once located patched all.
- Intracranial pressure is worsening!
- We need to work on her body first.
- Stop it! – Jo found herself shouting – Put her on fucking bypass, that will allow Edwards to work on her head.
I'll finish with the internal wounds, I need that you both work on her leg.
Two more units of blood!
And that's how she found herself ruling a trauma mess.
- What have I missed?! – She heard Alex arriving to the gallery.
- Your girl just made me win fifty bucks – Meredith responded, surprising Jo, she didn't expect Meredith to root for her.
- That' my trauma princess.
She sighed with relief, she had asked an upload of Lavinia status every half an hour and the third round of results seemed pretty good. She was still wearing her cap when someone hugged her from behind – I've heard you've been offered the possibility of specialising in trauma.
She turned around to kiss him, she needed it, actually, all the adrenalin that her heart was pumping through her body asked for way more than a kiss. But that was good.
- I'm taking it.
He kissed her again then she took her surgical cap of, he still had his covering his brownish hair.
- Don't say a word but Meredith is buying one for you with part of the money you made her win. She says a trauma boss deserves a better cap.
Her cheeks turned red – It's not…
But he shushed her – It's alright.
- I've brought the chocolates with me, want to binge on them?
Alex laughed.
The adrenalin was still running through her veins, and she knew, as she swallowed the forth chocolate, that she had to do it, now.
- I have something for you too. Apart from hot bathtub sex once we get home.
Alex smirked – That's a promise, you can't take it back.
- I won't. And… I want to make you another promise.
She took the simple ring from her pocket and placed it gently on the palm of his big skilled hand – I won't get scared of commitment, I won't let my temper cloud my mind, I won't run.
Alex kissed her softly, wanting to place the ring he'd bought months ago on that tiny fingers of hers, but, even if she wasn't going to run, even if he was prepared for that, he wanted her to remember that valentine's day as the day she discovered how talented she was, something he had known all along.
- I love you, Jo Wilson.
She smiled, rubbing her nose against his – Let's go home.
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