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Alison's POV
It's been three days since I gave Emily those papers. I know I shouldn't have let Betty talk me into putting some space between us, but she made some really good points and I'm not sure I'm willing to put my whole career on the line for something that might never work out. I've been avoiding Betty too, I'm afraid that if I look at her I'll wipe that smug look off her face in a not so pleasant way. I was thankful that Emily signed the papers and even more thankful that Mona was assigned to be her new doctor. At least it wouldn't be too suspicious when I came to Mona for updates, which I have been doing every day. Mona tells me that Emily is making great progress and that she should be released later this week, I'm so happy for her, I just wish that I could have been there to see her out. I've invested so much time and effort into making her better and I had to throw all that work away, because of a nosy nurse who thinks she can rule my life.
"If you're here for an update, I don't have one. It's been swamped since I got in and I haven't had a chance to call in this morning…although if you're so worried you could always call in yourself. She asks about you everyday…" Mona speaks sternly without looking up from the chart she is currently scribbling notes on.
"You know I can't do that," I say simply, before leaning closer to whisper in the small brunette's ear. "And I would appreciate it if you didn't talk about this in a crowded ER!"
"DiLaurentis! You're in charge, we've got three incoming trauma's." Dr. West shouted over to us, breaking our 'little moment' up, before running out of the ER.
"Where do you want me, boss?" Mona joked, before heading towards the ambulance doors. Over the past few weeks, I've actually begun to like Mona, which is completely crazy, considering that we spent all of med-school and our internship and well most of our residency hating each other. But now that I'm spending more time with the woman, I'm actually starting to like her, she's just like me, only smaller. She's my very own 'Mini Me', although I know that she would try to kick my ass if I ever called her that in real life.
"Vanderwall, you take ambulance 1, Dr. Yo, you take 2 and I'll take 3," I announce as I reach the doors and see the ambulances arrive. As I'm strutting over to the red and white vehicle I can't help but think back to the night I met Emily and how things could be different if Mona had of claimed Emily's ambulance instead of me.
"What we got?"
"31-year-old woman, crush injuries to the left side and a possible spinal fracture along the C5 and a deep penetrating wound to the left side of the head, I suspect…." The familiar paramedic, spoke as we wheeled the woman carefully through the ER until we reached a private room.
"Suspect what?" I question, the young paramedic as we reach the private room.
"I suspect brain damage." He speaks with fear laced in his voice.
"Okay, let's move her on my count…one, two, three. I want a chest tube, blood and someone from Neuro down here as quickly as possible to assess the situation." I speak quickly to my team as I check for reactivity in the eyes, which there is none of, before turning around to face the young paramedic, who silently hands me a clipboard. "Thank you, have a good day," I said simply, before turning back to my team.
"Clare?! Oh my god! Clare!" I turn around to the window to see a young woman, that seems to be covered in similar cuts and bruises to my patient.
"Hi, I'm Dr. DiLaurentis. Are you a friend of Clare's?" I walk out to greet the shaking woman.
"I'm her wife…is she going to be okay?" The crying woman asks while looking right past me at Clare.
"Your wife has suffered some major crush injuries, as well as a spinal fracture to her C5 and a rather deep head wound. I am waiting on an assessment from Neuro until then I can't be sure of what course of action to take…is there anyone you'd like me to call for you? Clare's parents perhaps?" I ask while placing my hand on her arm, to lead her to the chairs just a small distance away from Clare's room.
"No…Clare's parents died years ago…it's just me and her. She has to be alright Doctor. She's my world, we only got married last year…" The woman said before leaning over and breaking down in my arms.
Emily's POV
"Morning beautiful." I look over my shoulder to see Hanna skipping in, if you looked close enough you could make out the faint outline of her small bump.
"Morning Han… and good morning to you too" I coo as I rub my hand gently on Hanna's bump. "What are you doing here so early?" I asked before continuing to look out of the window that overlooked the ER, at a hope of catching a glance of Alison. It's been three days since I last saw her and I'm really starting to get annoyed.
"I had to come in to book a scan and I-we just thought that we'd come and say hi," Hanna explained while taking a seat in the chair beside me. "Any sign of Doctor Hottie?" She asked sarcastically, I explained everything that happened with Alison over the last few days and let's just say that Hanna has gone back to hating the blonde doctor, only a whole lot more than before.
"Nope…I just wish that she would come up here and at least give me an explanation! Not knowing why is hurting me just as much." I moan, before running my hand through my all day round bed head. I truly can't wait to get out of here, just to be able to get a proper shower and happily use all of Hanna's girly hair products, just so that I can feel human again.
"You know I never liked her, she was always so stuck up and cold. You need someone down to earth and bubbly!" Hanna teases while trying to tickle me, but failing miserably. Even after all these years of friendship, she is still yet to find my tickle spots and if I've anything say in it she never will.
"You didn't know her like I did Han, sure she was stuck up and yes she did come off as a little bit cold sometimes, but once you got past those walls she had built up around her, she was down to earth and bubbly…and she never failed to make me smile, even when I was in extreme pain. So just stop…please." I snapped slightly, as much as Alison hurt me, I'm still not going to sit back and let anyone, even Hanna, talk badly about her.
"You really love her, don't you?" Hanna asked, before taking my hand in hers.
"I thought I did…and I thought she felt the same way. Guess I was wrong." I quickly shrug off whatever it is I am feeling about Alison. Now is not the time to wallow in my own self-pity, I can do that later when I'm alone.
Alison's POV
Clare was pronounced brain dead a few minutes ago, Dr. Mitchell is speaking with Nancy now. I couldn't bring myself to face her once again, not after giving her even a little bit of false hope earlier. I don't know what I would do if it was me in that situation if I had some doctor telling me that my wife wasn't going to wake up and asking if they could have her organs…I would just shut off that's what I'd do. Just nod and sign what they want me to sign, because I know that no amount of screaming and fighting was going to bring her back to me.
"That's why you always go 1 or 2 Ali, 3 is an unlucky number." Jenna joked with me trying to lighten the mood.
"This isn't just some joke Jenna! Someone died today! Nancy lost her wife and I had to stand there and try to give her even a little bit of hope when I knew that there wasn't any!" I snapped, before standing up and grabbing my tray from the table.
"Where are, you going Ali? I was kidding!" She shouted after me as I threw my tray into the trash and headed for the doctor's lounge, in hopes of finding Mona. Instead, I found the last person on this earth that I wanted to see.
"What are you doing in here Nurse Peters? Last time I checked you weren't a Doctor!" I snapped, not caring if I hurt the older woman's feelings or not.
"I came to apologize Alison…" Betty spoke softly.
"Go on." I sat on the arm of a nearby chair.
"I thought that…well, I jumped to the conclusion that…I misread the situation between you and Ms. Fields. I thought that it…well, it doesn't matter what I thought. Alison, you're like a daughter to me and I didn't want to see you throwing away your career over some meaningless hookup…but that doesn't mean that I had the right to threaten you like that. You're an amazing doctor and I know that I was foolish to jump to such conclusions. I was in the wrong Alison, not you and I hope that you will try and forgive me." Betty pleaded with me.
"Now you realize this?! After you forced me to drop Emily like a heap of rubbish! I have a mom, I don't need you mothering me while I'm at work! Like or not I'm not the little girl that you can bark orders too, I am your superior Betty. I didn't say anything before because I thought that you were right, but you're so wrong! I had to watch a woman lose her wife today and I couldn't help but think, what I would do if that was Emily laying on that table again. I wanted to die just thinking about it and then all I could think of is that if something did happen she should think of me as the heartless bitch that just left without any explanation! And that's all your fault!" I shouted, I didn't mean to, but I couldn't hold it in anymore.
"So there is something going on?" Betty questioned after giving me a few minutes to calm down.
"We kissed a few times...and I thought that finally, I had found someone that I could really love. Guess I'll never know now." I mumbled while running my hands through my messy hair and taking a deep breath to fully calm down.
"It's not too late Alison if you love her and you think that she loves you then it's not too late. I'm so sorry that I stuck my nose in, I just didn't want you to throw everything away over some meaningless crush, but I still shouldn't have forced your hand like that." Betty made her way over to me.
"She probably hates me…" I speak softly while struggling to hold in my tears.
"She asks for you every day and she sits looking out that window for you...I don't know if she hates you, but what I do know is that she wants to see you, Alison." Betty confessed to me.
"Really?"
"Go and see her Alison...and no matter what happens, I'll keep my nose out," Betty reassured me, before exiting the room. I definitely wasn't expecting a visit from her today and I absolutely wasn't expecting her to apologize for what happened, I just wish she had of realized that she was wrong before I ruined things between me and Emily. I'll never forgive her if things do work out in the end and that's a promise.
Emily's POV
Hanna left a little while ago and I'm still sitting in the same position as before. Nearly jumping every time I see a flash of blonde hair in the opposite building, but each time I'm disappointed that's it's not Alison, but someone else. Dr. Vanderwall hasn't been by today, that must mean that the ER is really busy. Dr. Vanderwall is really nice, but she's no Alison. She does know Alison though, I keep passing on messages and she assures me that she passes them on, but Alison is still yet to show up.
"Sorry for the delay this morning Ms. Fields." Dr. Vanderwall speed walks in, with her hair in a messy bun and her face all flustered.
"It's Emily and it's okay. I know what it's like down in the ER. There were some days when I didn't see Dr. DiLaurentis at all." I slowly grab my walking stick and make my way over to my bed with ease.
"Nicely done Emily, any pain today?" She asked, going over the usual check up list.
"Nope, and no itchiness either," I smirk while answering her next question before she even had a chance to ask it.
"And you are walking just fine, keep this up and you'll be discharged by the end of the week." Dr. Vanderwall smiled at me, before making a few more notes in her chart.
"Have you seen Dr. DiLaurentis today?" I asked while shifting in my bed uncomfortably.
"I have, she is running the ER today…so she's pretty busy today." Dr. Vanderwall explained without looking up from her chart.
"Not busy enough for a quick visit though…" Both of our heads snap up to see Dr. DiLaurentis standing in the door way.
"And that is my cue to leave, I'll see you tomorrow Emily." Dr. Vanderwall excused herself, leaving only me and Alison alone in the room.