When you graduate medical school, everyone assumes that they're finally a grown-up. But, the fact is...they're wrong. The first day of your intern year is just like your first day of high school. Everyone's in a new place and you don't know who you can trust. The locker room looks like a sea of white sharks getting ready to make their attack and take the best cases for themselves. Meeting your resident is just like meeting your teacher. It's the luck of the draw. Sometimes you get a good one and sometimes you get the devil themselves. At this point, Kurt was just waiting to find out which one he had gotten.
"Hummel! Berry! Lopez! Evans! and Anderson! Follow me!" called a man in a white lab coat with dark hair. He looked familiar. He looked a little bit like Blaine. The five of them walked out of the locker room and met the man in the hallway. "Okay, I'm Dr. Anderson and I'll be your resident. You will report to me for all assignments and there better not be any mistakes on the cases I give you or you'll be on scut for the rest of the week. Am I clear?" The five of them nodded their heads. Kurt's answer was clear...the devil it was. Then Dr. Anderson got a page and began to walk. "When I move, you move." he said, which prompted all of the interns to break into a run to catch up with him. While they were running, Kurt felt a tap on his shoulder and saw that it was the short, jewish girl.
"You know who that is right?" she asked pointing to their resident.
"Yeah, our resident." Kurt replied.
"Yes, but he's not just any resident." the girl said. "He's the chief's son and we've got his other son in our group."
"What? Who?" Kurt asked.
"Blaine Anderson. You didn't connect those dots?" She asked. "They're all named Anderson and they look exactly the same." Now that he thought about, it did make sense. That was why Blaine hadn't told him his last name last night. He was the chief's son. Kurt took a deep breath. He had a crush on the chief's son.
They followed Dr. Anderson all the way to the pit where a team of paramedics and stretcher with a young boy on it waited. "What do we got?"
"Steven Michaels, thirteen years old, fainted in the middle of English class. He's complaining of extreme abdominal pain." the paramedic replied.
"Okay, let's get him in a trauma bed." Dr. Anderson commanded. The paramedics moved the stretcher into the trauma room and they hoisted him onto the bed. "Hey Steven, I'm Dr. Anderson and we're going to take really good care of you okay?"
"It hurts!" The boy cried.
"I know buddy, can you tell us if you took anything, like drugs?" Dr. Anderson asked. The boy paused and everyone in the room could tell that he was hiding something. "Okay, interns out in the hall." Dr. Anderson demanded. The five of them went into the hallway and Dr. Anderson followed them. "I don't need five interns on this case. Hummel and Anderson, you're with me. Berry go check in with the on-call nurse and she'll give you a case. Evans and Lopez, the same goes for you. Three of them left and only Kurt and Blaine remained. "So, both of you noticed that he was obviously hiding something. I want you two, to figure out what he took and then report back to me." Kurt and Blaine nodded and went back into the trauma room.
"Hi Steven, I'm Dr. Hummel and this is Doctor Anderson." Kurt said.
"I thought that other doctor was Dr. Anderson." Steven said. Kurt looked to Blaine for an answer.
"He's my...older brother." Blaine breathed out. "We're both Dr. Anderson."
"Oh." Steven replied..
"Steven, we need to know if you took something." Blaine said. "It's really important that you tell the truth, so we can help you, okay." Steven looked around nervously.
"It's okay to tell us Steven." Kurt said jumping in. "You're not going to get in trouble."
"I-I didn't take anything today." Steven said.
"Are you positive?" Blaine asked.
"I said I didn't take anything!" Steven yelled. "My stomach hurts. Just fix it." Kurt and Blaine looked at one another. What else could they do? The lab work would have to tell them what was wrong. So, they took blood from Steven and then put him on a morphine drip, so he would be in so much pain. Then they took the results down to pathology.
Meanwhile, while the results were being examined, all five of the interns took the time to grab lunch. Who knew when they would actually get another chance? Kurt saw the three other interns in his group sitting at a table, so he went and took a seat.
"Hi," Kurt said softly.
"Oh hi!" The short girl from before said. "I never actually caught your name. Mine is Rachel, that's Sam and Santana." she added pointing to the skinny latina chick and guy with shoulder length blonde hair from last night.
"Oh, I'm Kurt." Kurt replied.
"Well Kurt, lucky you getting to work with the chief's son." Rachel said.
"Yeah, Blaine's really nice." Kurt said.
"I'm sure he is.' Rachel said. "All I saying is you better watch your back."
"What are you talking about?" Kurt asked.
"You really think that if one of you makes a mistake that he'll get in trouble." Rachel laughed. "He's practically immune to all punishment….speaking of the devil." She added as Blaine walked over with a lunch tray in his hands.
"Hi guys," He said. "Can I sit here?" he asked.
"Actually, that seat is already taken. One of the other interns is sitting there." Rachel told him.
"Oh…" Blaine said. "Okay, I-I'll find somewhere to sit." Kurt watched as Blaine went off by himself and sat at a table in the corner of the cafeteria. He felt bad for Blaine, but he couldn't go and sit with him, even though he really wanted to. Just like high school, if you want to survive, you need to stick with the popular kids, not the lone nerd, even if he is really nice... and cute. After finishing his meal, Kurt got up from the table.
"I have a patient, so I've got to go." he said to the other three interns before going upstairs to see Steven. Kurt just had this feeling in his gut that there was something big that Steven wasn't telling them. So, Kurt was determined to find out what that very thing was. He went to Steven room and sat down on a chair next to his bed.
"How are you feeling?" he asked.
"I'm okay." Steven said. "My stomach still hurts a little bit."
"Do you mind if I examine you?" Kurt asked. Steven shook his head and then Kurt put his hand onto Steven's abdomen. He noticed a few bruises.
"How did you get the bruises on your stomach?" Kurt asked.
"Just some guys at school." Steven said. "They pick on sometimes."
"Did you tell someone about them? Like a teacher or your parents?" Kurt asked.
"They couldn't help me."Steven said. "They couldn't change anything." Suddenly, everything clicked. Kurt realized exactly what was wrong with this kid. He knew the problem all too well.
"Steven, I will be right back." Kurt said. He went into the hallway and saw Dr. Anderson, the older one, and stopped him. "Dr. Anderson, I think I know what's wrong with Steven."
"Good work, did you get the bloodwork back yet?" Dr. Anderson asked.
'No, but I think I've got it. Steven is complaining about extreme abdominal cramps. He's got high blood pressure, and when we were examining him earlier a little bit of his hair fell out. I think he's using anabolic steroids and the cause for the abdominal cramps is a hepatic lesion." Kurt said.
"That's a very good guess, but why would this boy use anabolic steroids?" Dr. Anderson asked.
"That's the thing. When I examined him, I found some bruises on his ribcage and he told me that kids were picking on him at school. He also told me that nothing anyone could do would fix it. I think he's gay and I think he's taking the steroids so he can defend himself." Kurt said. just then Blaine came back with the file in his hands.
"Steven's bloodwork is back. It shows signs that he's been using anabolic steroids." Blaine said. Dr. Anderson looked to Kurt.
"Good catch, Dr. Hummel." Dr. Anderson said. "You can come in and observe, Blaine you can as well." They prepped Steven for surgery and went in and fixed the lesion. Luckily, it hadn't become cancerous yet, so he would be able to make a good recovery. After the surgery while Dr. Anderson talked to Steven's parents, Kurt and Blaine waited for Steven to wake up. Slowly his eyes began to flutter and then they opened.
"My stomach feels better." Steven said softly.
"That's because we fixed the lesion on your liver." Kurt said. "Steven, we got it this time, but if you continue to use the steroids it could be a lot worse next time." The boy looked down, obviously upset that his secret was out. "Steven, are you gay?" Kurt asked. The boy's eyes widen and he looked scared. "I only asked because I'm gay and I know how it feels to be picked on in high school. Kids can be awful." Kurt told him.
"I haven't come out yet but everyone seems I know." Steven replied.
"That was how I was." Kurt replied. "But, I'm going to tell you that it does get better. You just have to hang in there and get through it. Because, once your out in the real world people tend not to be as judgemental." Kurt looked to Blaine to jump in and help as we'll but he didn't. Kurt knew that Blaine must be gay. Blaine was the one who flirted with him at the intern mixer party. He just couldn't believe that he wasn't jumping in and saying anything. It was then that Steven's parents and into the room and Kurt and Blaine left. Kurt watched as Blaine walked away from him without saying a word. Maybe he had ten wrong about Blaine. Maybe he was just a jerk who was a doctor simply because his father was. Kurt didn't know what to think anymore.