Kate sat in the small emergency room door behind the closed curtain when it was peeled back and the most gorgeous woman Kate had ever seen in real life came walking into her life. It was like a record scratched in her brain and her life restarted at that very moment. For the life of her she couldn't remember anything besides her own name and the fact that she liked women so when the thick Russian accent graced her ears asking, "what brings you in today, Kate Bishop?" She knew she was done for.

"Umm…" Kate was trying hard to remember how she got to this point in time. Nope, no thoughts were currently residing in her brain besides the annoying gay ones that wouldn't leave. She looked up and swore she saw the doctor smirking as she washed her hands at the sink. "I fell."

The doctor nodded, shaking the excess water off in the sink before grabbing a paper towel to dry them completely. "Hmm," was the only reply she got as the doctor came closer. It was a condescending sound but coming from her, Kate still found it undeniably attractive. "May I?" She asked, pointing to her wrist. Kate could do little more than nod her head. This was embarrassing. Rendered speechless was not a problem Kate commonly had.

Yelena took her time feeling around her arm starting at her elbow checking for swelling or displaced joints. A sharp hiss that came from the brunette indicated where the pain originated, "the other doctor already examined me. Didn't he mention that?"

"He did," Yelena moved closer, looking at the various lacerations across Kate's arms, noticing both old and new wounds. She also had a deep cut above her right eyebrow. "So you fell?"

"Like I told the other guy," Kate had been in this hospital so many times. She was no stranger to the normal questions they would ask her. Nosey. That's what she attributed doctors to. Always trying to get into her business. "I just need my wrist set so I can get out of here."

"You also need your forehead wound cleaned and stitched up. Possibly a round of antibiotics. I can't rule out infection," Yelena walked over to the wall and grabbed a portable thermometer. "Open," Kate opened her mouth with hesitation and cursed herself internally. "100.1, slight fever. Interesting."

"Look I'm going to be fine," Kate tried to get her upper hand back. She's not doing a great job at it so far but she also wasn't prepared to spill her guts for a pretty faced doctor. "I changed my mind. I'm just going to head out."

"Wait," Yelena stopped her from trying to get off of the bed. "Kate Bishop, please sit. We don't have to talk about how this happened," she knew the girl was a flight risk after reading her past charts for only five minutes. Her basic scare into submission technique looked like it would work but she quickly realized she needed the girl to trust her so she could get her the help she needed. "I really do think you should get a few xrays to rule out any serious fractures. Plus," she took another long look at that cut, "I really need to close up that wound for you. As your doctor, I can not in good conscience let you walk out of here without some level of help."

Kate was conflicted. She really just wanted to get out of there and run as fast as she could but her wrist was hurting and this doctor was very attractive. "Only if you are the one taking care of me," she heard herself saying before she could think to stop herself.

Yelena smiled at her patient, "excellent. I'll have Dr. Parker put in the order for your X-rays and while we are waiting for clearance, we can get started on your lacerations."

"Wait," Kate stopped the doctor from leaving, "I thought you were going to be taking care of me. No offense to that guy but I don't want Dr. Parker to work on me."

Yelena shook her head, "no as fragile as his feelings may be, I will not tell him his very stubborn patient requests his boss to do the job that he is perfectly capable of doing." She tried not to laugh when Kate's expression turned worried. "Kate Bishop, you are so funny. It's his first day. He's one of my interns. There is plenty for him to do around here. I will do you and he can find someone else."

Kate blushed at the word choice trying her hardest not to turn into a hormone driven teenage boy, "yep. Sounds good."

"Perfect. I will be back shortly," she left the room and heard a big exhale of breath coming from behind her. Yelena walked over towards the supply closet. She grabbed a small bin to gather her supplies in. "Face mask, antiseptic, gauze, maybe a local anesthetic?" She knew it would hurt so she thought she might be able to talk the girl into some numbing medication. "Saline, suture kit, obviously," she rolled her eyes and tossed it in her bin.

"She agreed to be fixed up?" Sonya asked almost surprised.

"I am very convincing."

"So you used your hot girl status to your advantage?"

Yelena smirked, "you think I'm hot? I am very flattered. No, I did not flirt my way into helping her. I just used reason and logic and she agreed."

Sonya nodded and threw some cotton tipped swabs into the bin, "you smiled at her and she caved."

The blonde threw a small plastic basin into her bin, rolling her eyes, "whatever. I got her to agree and that is really all that matters. I hope I can get her to tell me what's going on so I might be able to help."

"You are a doctor, Yelena. Not a god. Not police. If she wants help, she'll ask for it," Sonya walked away when her phone went off signaling she was needed elsewhere.

"No shit," she grumbled as Sonya walked away. If only she was then her last deployment would've ended much differently and she wouldn't even be here. This was not the time for "but ifs" she had a patient to take care of. If a few smiles helped get the girl the medical treatment she needed then Yelena wasn't going to second guess it. She walked over to the medicine cabinet behind the nurses station, "can I just help myself or how does this work?"

One of the male nurses walked over to her and she had to stop her eyes from rolling, "you just need to take one of the scanners, scan your badge then then front of the cabinet and it'll pop open. Scan all of the bottles you take. Scan them onto the patient's file. That way everything is accounted for. If the patient refuses or you don't use everything you take, bring it back. If you have any other questions don't hesitate to ask," he gave her a big smile.

"Thanks, you may go away now," she started the process he described. She got some pain medication, antibiotics, and a tetanus shot. "This should be fine for now," she said to herself and closed up the cabinet. She walked past the nurse with the hurt feelings and back towards the room where Kate was.

"She agreed to help?" The boy snuck up on her.

"Do I need to get you a bell? Do not sneak up on me while I'm carrying syringes unless you want a needle in your neck."

The look she gave him told him that the threat could very much happen, "sorry ma'am. I'm just glad she agreed to your help. She looked a little rough in there. Did she tell you what happened?"

"Not yet. I do not think she will but I will fix her up and hope to not see her back here. Can you put the order in for X-rays for her forearm, wrist and elbow? I appreciate it." Peter agreed then took a moment to fill her in on the other patients he had seen so far and asked him to get Cassie up to speed in the pit since she spent most of the day looking over charts. She waited for him to head off before going back towards Kate's room. She knocked and waited a second before entering with her bin of supplies, "Kate Bishop, you are still here. I half expected to see an empty bed."

"I won't lie. The temptation to sneak out was there but I guess my wrist hurting so bad knock some sense into me this once," Yelena laughed and put the items onto the sliding medical tray. "That's a lot of stuff for a little wound."

"Little wound," Yelena scoffed, "have you not seen yourself?" She pulled the curtain so Kate could see the mirror on the wall. "Beautiful, yes but you are looking a little rough."

Kate grimaced looking at the bruising on her jaw and under her eye. Her arms were cut up and the wound on her head did look a little bit infected, "not my most glamorous moment. So what are you going to do to me?" She eyed the doctor casually.

Yelena chuckled, shaking her head while she sat down on the little stool, rolling in front of her patient, "clean, disinfect, stitch and dress your wounds. It looks like some of these," she ran her finger around some of the wounds on her arms, "might need stitches too. I'll take a closer look after the one on your head. Please lay back." She waited until Kate laid back then lowered her bed, flat so she could get to work. She lifted her seat as high as it would go and saw Kate laughing. "It's not recommended to laugh at the person holding the needles, Kate Bishop."

"The chair thing," she tried to stifle her laughs. "It was cute," she finally saw the blonde falter, "doctor."

"Right," she rolled her eyes, grabbing the local anesthetic. "This one is going to hurt. This is something to numb the pain. Would you like it?" She saw a look of concern cross the brunette's face, "it won't knock you out or make your brain fuzzy. It's just going numb the area of the wound and around it while I irrigate and stitch it closed. The numb feeling will only last an hour tops. Da?"

"Da?"

"Sorry I mean yes? Is this something you would like?" Yelena put her gloves on and placed her mask over her mouth.

Kate consented, "yes. Also, you can speak more Russian to me. I liked it." She closed her eyes when she felt the needle next to her wound. She hissed and felt it on the other side.

"There. All done with that." She blew cold air onto the wound to try to counteract any of the stinging. "You won't even feel the rest of it," she looked down at her patient, "I promise."

Kate couldn't help but look at Yelena's lips, "don't make promises you can't keep, doc."

What the hell was happening? It was Yelena's first day. This should definitely not be happening. There were plenty of cute patients in Ohio but it must be something in the New York City water, she couldn't help but flirt back, "Kate Bishop if I didn't know any better…" and her sentence was cut short by her intern coming in to announce that the X-ray technicians were ready for her whenever. "Thank you, Dr. Parker." He didn't back out of the room, "was there something else you needed?"

"I just wanted to tell Ms. Bishop that I'm glad she's getting stitched up," and he made his way out of the room.

"He's new huh? Most people around here don't give a fuck if I get anything fixed up,"

"I've seen you've been here quite a few times," Yelena started to get her stuff ready. "Is everything okay at home? Feeling safe there?" She saw Kate roll her eyes, "I have to ask these questions. I can not send you home if you are being abused."

"I live alone with my dog. I don't think he's trying to kill me."

Yelena started to irrigate her wound, "you have a puppy? Please tell me you have a picture." The conversation turned to their shared love of animals for the duration of the procedure. She stitched and dressed her head and a few of the deeper cuts on her arms. "Some of these wounds look like they were stitched. So you must have had someone here do work on you."

Kate shook her head, "I stitched those myself. I probably would've just super glued this together but I needed to get my wrist set."

"Okay that is kind of badass," Yelena pulled out the tetanus shot. "There's no record of when your last tetanus shot was so I am assuming you do not know. And if you won't tell me how you got cut I'm going to administer this." Kate rolled up the sleeve of her hospital gown signaling she wasn't talking, "okay." Yelena pushed the plunger, "all done." She cleaned up her supplies. "Here is an antibiotic. Take it. It is strong. I will write you a prescription but something tells me you won't fill it. I also have some pain medication here. Please take it, if I have to set your bone, it will not be pleasant."

Kate reached out and took the medicine, "only because you said please." She swallowed the four pills without anything to drink.

"Also impressive," she discarded her gloves and mask, washed her hands and returned with a wheelchair. "It's protocol. Are you ready to go get xrayed?"

Kate stood up from the hospital bed. The nurses let her keep her basketball shorts on but made her change into a hospital gown. When she stood up she felt a draft, "uh could you maybe close this up for me?" She turned around hoping the doctor would tie the gown closed.

"Sure," Yelena's voice sounded cool and collect while she was internally panicking. Kate's back was toned and had the perfect amount of muscle definition. She was tanned but not too tan. There were scars there too and she couldn't help but wonder what this girl's story was. Her fingers brushed her back when she brought the two sides of the gown together. She swore she felt the other girl shiver at the light touch. "There you go," she finished tying both of the ties closed before stepping back.

Kate spun around smiling, "thank you." She plopped into the wheelchair making sure to keep her wrist close to her chest, "let's roll."

"That was the corniest thing I've ever heard, Kate Bishop." She laughed, wheeling her out of the emergency room and down the hall hoping she was going in the right direction.

"Do you want one of the orderlies to take her down," she heard Sonya call after her.

"Nope I'm good. Which way?" She turned back and saw Sonya pointing to the left.

"Когда свадьба, Belova?" She called after here.

"Иди к черту," she yelled back, thankful that nobody knew Russian that she knew of in the hospital. Well Wanda understood a lot so she was glad she wasn't around.

"You don't know where we are going?"

Yelena stopped to look at the signs on the wall, "it's my first day too."

"You are an intern?"

"Nyet," Yelena corrected her. "I was last year. Second year residency, first year here. I'm a transfer. And now I've officially told you more about myself than I know about you."

"Where did you transfer from?"

Yelena laughed, pushing her down the hall to the radiology department, "something for something, Kate Bishop."

"Whatever happened to don't ask, don't tell?"

"Trust me. They ask. They ask everything and if you don't tell them the truth, you are worthless to them," Yelena grumbled.

She saw Kate looking up at her over her shoulder with a shocked face, "you were military?"

"Maybe," Yelena shrugged. "But right now, I am here with you at the radiology department and you are getting x rayed." She wheeled Kate into the room. The technician took over for Yelena who waited inside the room where the prints came up. She could see Kate through the windows and saw her talking. She popped her head out, "what?"

"Your promise? It's shit. This hurts like fuck."

"Do your stitches hurt?" Kate shook her head no, groaning in pain as the tech got her arm into place. "Then I did not break my promise. Now be a good girl for the tech," she went back into the other room and smacked her forehead, "be a good girl?" What the hell was she thinking? Clearly she wasn't thinking. "Pull yourself together Belova." The technician was popping into and out of the room taking the pictures while moving Kate's arm into different positions. Yelena couldn't lie the girl was very cute and intriguing but she was not going to entertain this. She'd fix her up and send her on her way. "Well fuck," she did a quick look at the imagines as they popped up. "Definitely looks like a radial fracture. But, what do you think?" She asked the technician who seemed taken aback.

"Me? Doctor?"

"Well yes," she pointed at the film. "You went to school for this, didn't you? Looks like a fracture to me."

"Yes. Definitely a fracture right here. Luckily for her it doesn't look bad enough for surgery. If it's splinted with a cast, and pressure is added here and here," he squeezed Yelena's wrist in the spots, "it should heal up nicely." Then he second guessed himself, "but you might want to check it over with an orthopedic surgeon."

Yelena shook her head, "no you reaffirmed what I was seeing. I'm a surgeon, not plastics or ortho but I set a lot of bones in the field without fancy equipment like this. Thanks," she looked at his badge, "Mikey."

Yelena put the films into an envelope and went back into the room, grabbing the wheelchair handles and wheeling Kate back to the room, "so are you going to tell me what you saw? Or do I have to guess?"

"I'll tell you in the room after I discuss the films with my boss. There is an order to the hospital, Kate Bishop. I'm not looking to get fired my first day." Kate was quiet for the rest of the ride back to the room which automatically made her feel like she was too harsh with the brunette. She wheeled her in and locked the wheels, "I will be back in a little bit. I need to discuss the film with Dr. Hill and then we can discuss what will happen next."

"Okay," was the short reply Kate gave her before she retreated from the room. "Fair warning, Maria hates me," she mumbled as the doctor left.

Yelena took the films with her spotting both of her intern sitting at the nurses station, "have either of you seen Hill?"

"Are those Kate's films?"

"Yes."

Cassie looked excited, "can we come?"

"Fine," she rolled her eyes, "only if you can tell me where Hill is."

"What do you need, Dr. Belova?" She heard Maria behind her.

"Films. I want a second look," she lead Dr. Hill, Peter and Cassie into an open exam room. She placed the films in the backlight holder and turned it on. "I know the problem and my course of treatment. It was ingrained in the field to get a second opinion when there was time."

"It never hurts to have someone else look. Good call Belova," she took a closer look. "I heard you got stuck with Bishop today," Maria folded her arms across her chest, examining the films. "Who did you piss off?"

"She was fine," Yelena felt slightly annoyed at the comment. Already defensive of the girl she barely knew, "these are her films."

"I figured," Maria snapped her fingers at Cassie, "what do you see?"

Cassie moved in closer, "fracture. Right there." She pointed along the right part of the wrist.

"Correct. And you," she called Peter closer, "best course of treatment."

"Cast for six weeks. Follow up with ortho. If needed put another cast on for an additional four weeks."

"Exactly," Yelena felt a little proud of her infants. "You two can come help with the cast if you want," she felt it best to have the buffer so there was no more accidental flirting with her patient.

"You can take one of them," Maria stopped them.

"Why?" Cassie really needed to work on her filter.

"Are you questioning your attending on your first day here?"

"No, Dr. Hill," Cassie responded chastised.

"I think she just thought it would be cool to see Dr. Belova complete this task."

"Oh," Maria turned around with an unamused look on her face, "I was unaware Dr. Lang had a spokesperson."

Both of the interns looked properly defeated, "Dr. Hill, are we done here?" Yelena didn't wait for a response, "the two do you wait for me outside." Cassie and Peter exited the room. "What's the problem here? I thought this was a teaching hospital. I was going to teach them the proper way to set the cast so Kate's wrist could heal properly."

"Kate? First day and you are already on a first name basis with your patients?"

"Do you have a problem with my patient?" Yelena could sense the tension rolling off of Maria in waves.

"She's been a problem here for a while now, Belova."

Something felt off here but she wasn't going to engage in whatever Maria was doing, "I'm only trying to fix her up and send her on her way, Dr. Hill. So I will pick my favorite intern I suppose and carry on with my day."

"The attitude is not cute and will not get you very far, Belova."

"Of course, doctor." She exited the room and saw her two interns hanging out trying to look in the window.

"Holy fuck that looked intense," Cassie needed all of the tea and she needed it now.

"Did she fire you?"

"No do not be stupid," Yelena just wanted to finish her job and call it a day, "look Lang, Bishop was Parker's patient first so I'm going to take him with me."

Cassie only nodded obviously disappointed while Yelena saw Peter's fist pump out of the corner of her eye, "boy go get the ortho supplies and meet me outside the patient's room." She waited until he was gone before turning to her other intern. "Cassie, may I call you Cassie?"

"Yes."

"Cassie, do not get discouraged. I am only choosing Peter because Kate was his patient before she ever came to me. This is in no way a reflection of how I view your abilities as a doctor. I do not know either of you well enough to make those assumptions. Come with me," she started walking towards the nurses station. She flipped through various charts. "Here," she handed one to Cassie. "Go take a look at this patient. Probably will need surgery. Figure out what's wrong and you can scrub in."

Cassie looked at Yelena before grabbing the chart, "you can absolutely flatter me with your accent and the promise of surgery." She happily walked to her patient's room.

Yelena rolled her eyes and made her way back to Kate's room, "sorry for the delay. Dr. Parker is going to be assisting with this part. I hope that is not a problem."

"Nope," Kate looked like she was ready to leave.

"Thank you for your patience," Yelena went on to describe what she found in Kate's X-ray as well as the casting process and the follow up that would be needed with an orthopedic surgeon to change her cast in 6 weeks. Kate looked apprehensive but Yelena assured her that this was a much better and less invasive option than surgery. "What color cast would you like?"

"Do you have purple?"

"Purple?" She shifted through all of the colors Peter had brought in with the supplies. "Yes!" She triumphantly held up the rolls of purple material. "Is that your favorite color?"

Kate shrugged, "purple is kind of my thing."

"Your thing?" Peter asked.

"Branding. It's important," she said very seriously.

"What are you advertising?"

Yelena did have to commend Peter on his bedside manner. He seemed to take a general interest in the patient but laughed when Kate asked him what his thing was.

"Blue maybe? Or red? I don't think I have a thing."

Yelena smirked, "that is very unfortunate. Now, let's move along with this so Miss Bishop can get on with the rest of her evening."

"I'm going to guess green or maybe red is your thing," Kate was staring at Yelena as she was bent over with the brunette's wrist resting on her leg as she applied pressure on the part of the cast that needed to be flattened. The smile that the blonde had on her face when she looked up at Kate was enough to knock all of common sense out of her system.

"I don't know I would guess Dr. Belova's favorite color is black," Peter broke whatever silent staring contest was going between the ladies and Yelena's eyes immediately went back to the wrist in her lap.

"Black is nice. So is red and green."

"A very diplomatic answer," Kate laughed. "Are you from around here?" She had turned her attention towards Peter and they swapped stories of living around the city.

"You mean to tell me the two of you grew up blocks away from each other and never ran into each other?" Yelena found that wild. "Everybody knows everybody in Ohio. No secrets there."

"New York City is massive," Peter added the next layer of purple of Kate's cast as Yelena went over to the computer, beginning to complete her discharge and follow up paperwork. "We might have met if we went to the same school."

"Trust fund brat," Kate pointed to herself. "Only private schooling for me."

"Ahh," Yelena didn't comment out loud but it made sense to her. "Okay Miss Bishop," she walked back to see Peter finishing up her cast. "As soon as he finishes up the application, we will get you all set to get out of here. I'm going to go get your discharge papers, follow up information and the prescriptions that I know will probably end up in your car, on your dresser or in the garbage."

"Bold of you to assume I have a car or that I know how to drive," Kate laughed.

Peter joined her, "New Yorker through and through."

"Neither of you drive?"

"I can ride a bike," Kate thought that somehow that made her seem cooler. When Yelena responded, "like a bicycle?" She realized that it in fact did not make her cool. "I'm sure I can work a motor bike or something. I've stolen a boat before. I can captain a ship."

Yelena smirked, "I'm going to clear out before more confessions come out and I'm forced to call law enforcement." She shook her head, "I will be back shortly."

She heard Peter ask about the boat and realized she might have witnessed the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Cassie saw Yelena at the printer and came running over to her, "I think it's gallstones or a perforated gallbladder. I have the patient going for an ultrasound and a CTscan. I will have a more definitive answer after."

Yelena looked over Cassie's notes, "impressive Dr. Lang."

"So…"

The blonde knew exactly what the girl was waiting for but wanted to make her suffer, "so…."

"Well you said…"

"I know what I said."

"So do I get to scrub in or not?"

Yelena held her laughter in. She knew the excitement of a prospective first surgery, "I said if you properly diagnose. After the tests come back, then we will see. Keep up with the patient and message me when you get the results. When you get the results we will go in together to talk to the patient about surgery. Start a round of antibiotics and pain medication. The fever needs to come down. We will schedule the surgery for tomorrow after we admit her."

Cassie nodded, "I can take care of all of that. Whatever needs to be done."

"Go on," Yelena dismissed her intern before adding, "oh and Dr. Lang, make sure your name is on the board for surgery tomorrow morning."

"Yessssss!" Cassie was very happy as she walked away from the blonde. "I can't wait to tell my dad. I'll add him to the board."

"Wait. Who is your father? He works here too?"

"Scott Lang."

"Is he also a surgeon?" Yelena did not know why she was asking so many questions. It was not her normal style to take an interest in anyone's personal life. The one piece of advice Wanda offered her before starting was to keep her personal life to herself because people at the hospital spread gossip worse than at a highschool. This was not something Yelena was used to. When she was in the army, everyone was like a family. The whole concept of every surgeon for themselves did not sit right with her. Maybe she could turn things around starting with her interns.

"Nope," she clutched the chart to her chest. "He's an anesthesiologist. I can see if he's available for our surgery."

Yelena chuckled at her excitement, "sounds good. Hopefully the two of you have good taste in music. I'd hate to have to kick the two of you out of my OR."

"You will be lead surgeon?" Not typically the practice. Usually lead surgeons were third years and up but with her experience in the military as an emergency combat medic, she was further along in the program than her current level allowed. Wanda worked it out with the board of directors that Yelena would be given more freedom at her level than the other second years.

"Yes," before Cassie could squeal again she tried to move her along. "Go check in on those tests and start her medications. Text me when you have the results." She watched Cassie scurry down the hallway back to her patient before gathering the rest of Kate's papers and signing the prescriptions.

Peter had just been walking out of Kate's room when Yelena return, "she's pretty cool."

"Trying to pick up patients? Seems a little crass doesn't it, Parker?"

"Oh no," he looked nervous. "I would never ever try to date a patient, Dr. Belova. Talk about a code of conduct violation."

"At least you have some smarts," Yelena enjoyed his stammering.

"Plus she's definitely not straight."

"Oh?" Yelena tried not to sound intrigued. "And how do you know that?"

"Because she said she likes women. Really a talker once she gets going," he didn't realize the implication of that sentence. Yelena chalked it up to him being young and inexperienced. "From what people have been saying, we will be seeing her around. Might as well be sociable."

"Right. Well good work there. There's a pile of charts over there. See if there is anyone you can help with before your shift is over." He left her just outside of Kate's room. It didn't matter if the girl was gay. She wasn't interested in Kate or any woman for that matter. Dating was a thing of the past for Yelena and she had all intentions of sticking to that mindset. "Good news, Kate Bishop," she walked into the room and saw Kate had changed back into a purple muscle shirt that really accentuated her arm muscles. She pretended not to notice and continued, "your discharge papers. Sit." She pointed to the edge of the patient bed and stood in front of her when she sat.

"Is your phone number on any of those?"

"No."

"Then it's not really good news."

"Конечно, она флиртует," she handed Kate the discharge papers and a pen. "I need you to sign on the lines marked. There are instructions on how to take care of a broken wrist but something tells me this isn't your first broken bone." Kate laughed. "There is also a list of recommended orthos because you will need to contact one of them for additional xrays and to get your cast off. 6 weeks. Don't forget."

"6 weeks," Kate nodded, trying to communicate that she definitely wouldn't forget. She pointed to her brain, "got it. Memory like an elephant."

She couldn't help the small smile that was forming on her lips, "6 weeks. Put it in your phone. And here are your prescriptions. At least lie to me and pretend you will get them filled."

Kate smirked, "I will absolutely without a doubt get these filled as soon as I leave here, doctor."

"Кокетливая и умная задница. Мой тип женщины," Yelena held her hand out. The moment she felt Kate's hand grasp her own, she felt a shock and her hand felt very warm. "It was a pleasure working on you today. Thank you for trusting me."

"Just one time," Kate smiled at her.

"Just one time," Yelena nodded, still slowly shaking Kate's hand. "Now, if anything changes, pain, swelling, blackouts, vomiting, anything like that you come back here. Otherwise, you will see the ortho in six weeks and please do not take this the wrong way, but I hope to not see you back here anytime soon."

"How else am I going to see you? You didn't provide me with your phone number," Kate smirked when Yelena dropped her food hand. "Kidding. Maybe."

"Take care of yourself and I would tell you to stay safe but I have a feeling you will not listen to me,"

Yelena turned to leave the room when the brunette called after her, "Dr. Belova, I'll be seeing you soon." The blonde shook her head and continued out of the room and down the other hallway, "well I'm fucked."