A/N: Hey there... I am no where near finished the second part of season one, but I thought I would put this down as a giftie for Christmas. I did one for SwanQueen, so I wanted to post one for piece at least for my Jori shippers. Merry Christmas all. This is a sequel to Calling Dr. West I had posted about before. Tell me what you guys think about it. Please. Because that will make me stick to it... you are going to read this and you are going to understand why. this story is super ambitious, and its gonna take a lot of energy. I am going to need to borrow yours. Help me! S.K.

Dr. West goes Hollywood

Season one

Ep. 1: The Roommate

The alarm blared in the smartphone on the bedside table. A pale arm shot out from beneath a cover knocking the phone to the floor. The woman shot up in bed. "Shit," she murmured and threw of the covers momentarily covering the lens.

A set of brown eyes ease open, and look around the room trying to get their bearings. Then she felt an arm pulling her close and her eyes widened.

She removed the arm gingerly and slid out of the bed.

Like a zombie the raven haired woman walked to the shower, running her fingers through her hair and lifting her night shirt over her head.

A pair of lacy underwear are being dragged up long slender tan legs. Then the sneaky Latina straightened her dress and reached for her shoes and tiptoes out of the apartment.

A hand slid across a shower, then the raven haired woman stepped out of the shower wrapping herself up with a towel. The woman's now alert blue eyes darted around as she began to brush her teeth. She brushed as she observed herself in a mirror she bent down to spit then she stood back up and her hair was drawn back in a bun. She was wearing a light blue scrub top and her face was coated in light makeup. She smiled at herself and headed out of the bathroom.

The Latina was running trying to catch a cab. She caught one and sat in breathing a heaving sigh and she put on her sunglasses.

"Echo park please" she stated. The cab driver nodded and took off.

The medical professional is walking through her apartment now gathering the things She needed. Lab Coat, keys, and coffee travel mug that waited for her on the kitchen counter . **

The Latina paid the cabbie and sprinted toward her garden apartment door.

From inside, the paler girl opened the door to the outside and was met with a colliding body, and cried out. "Holy Crap! Jesus Tara, Watch where you are going." She stated frowning at her ruined crust lab coat and scrubs.

"J- JO!" The Latina said her eyes momentarily lighting up, then frowned as her best friend removed her coat and scrub top. "I'm sorry! It's just… remember that guy Eric from last week? He asked me out and I spent the night and I completely overslept and I'm gonna be late for this meeting."

"Yeah? Well, now I'm going to be late." JoJo said, pulling another top and her second lab coat on. "Are we still hanging with the guys on Friday?"

" yep you're not gonna bail on me this time are you?" Tara smiled knowingly.

" as if you miss me!"

" Of course I miss you! You're my favorite. You're my person."

"The Grey to my Yang?" Jo said with a grin as she pulled on the coat, then she went on to the door. " Well, good luck with work today, I gotta jet."

The Latina sighed as the door closed behind JoJo. The longing in her eyes is not lost to the viewer as they build a tension filled close up.

I woke up this morning with my nose buried in Tori's hair. I smiled and moaned as I pressed myself against her. "Ooh someone is having a good dream." she said turning around to face me.

"Mmm, nah it's a good reality." I whispered and leaned closer to her. I move my leg to move between her thighs, and pull her even closer. Her hips cant towards me to find friction. But then my alarm went off, and I groaned. "My reality is that I probably need to get up and get to the office to get as much done as I can since I'm filming tomorrow." I shifted in the bed and slid out. Tori groaned and reached for my hand.

"Babe!"

I laughed and walked toward the bathroom. "Shut up and get in my amazing shower with me while you can."

She smiled and followed me. "I'm going to miss this shower when we move in together," she said.

"Oh we will promptly get one put in, believe me, I love this thing too." I answered. After our shower, Tori went to get Chloe ready , while I brewed up some Coffee, and made the girls some breakfast.

I still can't get past the domesticity of our situation. Tori's life had been so Hollywood, I never thought she could settle for My normal-ish life. Of course she had Hollywood it up with her sister Trina. I was back doing my art again. Little by little. My life revolved around surgeries, and industry parties, mommy and tot classes, awards and filming. It was like I was two people.

I powered up my laptop as Trina walked into our house with Alisa and I smiled up at my manager, and Tori's right hand woman, and turned the laptop toward her. "Take a look at these for us. Something safe for the girls to play in and that would just fit Tori and I?"

Tori walked out of the bedroom with Chloë and set her down as her sister was setting her daughter down. The two little girls went off to play as the three of us sat at the kitchen island. I handed each woman a mug of Coffee and continued my breakfast adventure of eggs and bacon for all of us. "I want to pick our house together. '' Tori stated looking at the list.

"Tor, she just wants me to narrow the field." Trina interjected "I get it."

"Exactly, we don't have the time to look at twenty houses. She can pick three… and we can pick from that."

Tori rolled her eyes. "We are in the middle of filming. Should we wait until it's over?"

"Babe, I didn't have time to look for a new house before…" I answered by placing the eggs and bacon and some toast on the island.

Tori conceded, and I looked at the time on my phone. "Got to go," I stated and took a couple of bites of breakfast before picking up my travel mug. "I'm gonna need Emma back, Trina, hopefully she hasn't been picked up by anyone else."

"I'm on it." Trina said, "Meanwhile, Alisa and Chloë can just stay with mom until Emma is back."

"Great," I said and moved to Tori giving her a kiss, "see you after work."

"Yep," Tori said and I was off to work.

Ep. 2: Gray's Anatomy

The camera pans across the faces of young interns stopping on JoJo's face as she listens to her attending intently.

"These are your last few weeks as interns and opportunities to join fellowships through your residency Are available." The attending is a slender East Asian woman. Her tan skin is flawless. not a classic Asian beauty, but beautiful all the same. "It's a competition. Give it everything you have."

JoJo stood back her confidence unwavering. The murmurs arose with the other interns as they walked away. "Dr. Park?" JoJo said, coming closer to the older woman. "I heard through the grapevine that you are running the cardiovascular Fellowship."

The older woman's eyes roamed over the young Doctor. "Interested, Dr. Brigham?"

JoJo's breath hitched. Was she imagining things? "Cardio rotation was my favorite, and I wasn't to specialize."

"I look forward to your application." Dr. Park said walking away from Jo.

I walked out of the surgical bay and pulled my cap off my head. I had a long day of filming tomorrow. I went over my lines in my head as I walked. "Hey super star!' I heard Dr. Thompson and I looked to my right. I smiled.

"Hey!" I said pausing my trek. He looked like he had something to ask me so I waited.

"I was wondering if I could bother you for a consultation." he said, handing me a file. "30 day old girl presenting with jaundice. I think she might have biliary atresia. I was wondering if you could take a look and assess her?"

I looked at the file and her conjugated bilirubin was elevated but not too much so I had to run a bit more tests to get a more clear diagnosis. "Sure, I'll take a look." I answered and followed him to the NICU.

I walked into the room and smiled at the concerned parents. "Hi I'm Dr. West," I said, reaching out to shake the mother's hand. "I'm a consulting physician. I work with Dr. Thompson's practice.

"Hi, do you know what's wrong with Layla?" Mother asked.

"I'm here to take a look, but what made you bring her?" I took a look at the baby who had an undertone of yellow on her skin. "I mean other than the obvious."

"Well, she is so young, and her stool is really stinky." Her mother said and I moved closer to the baby. She looked like she had a wet diaper.

"What color are her poops?" I asked, then signaled to the wet diaper.

The mother nodded her permission and answered. "It's very light, almost white."

I reached for a pair of surgical gloves and ran my index finger along the baby's cheek. I pressed her forehead and watched the yellow fade where I pressed it. Then the little girl opened her eyes, and the yellowing of her eyes made me frown.

"Has she been gaining any weight?" I asked, looking at the tiny girl's swollen belly. I put on my stethoscope and started by pressing it to her belly. I needed to hear her belly sounds. She was a bit hungry, so I checked her lines.

"No, she actually lost some weight." Her dad answered.

I nodded, removing the stethoscope. I reached for a new diaper, and lifted the baby's bottom and placed the new diaper under it, then I opened the soaked diaper and noted the color of her urine. It was dark brown and so not what a little girl her age should be outputting. I definitely needed to get some imaging done.

I finished changing Layla's diaper and removed my gloves. I headed toward the sink and washed my hands as I pondered what to say to the worried parents. "I want to do a little more exploring here, I am going to review the x-ray Dr. Thompson sent for, and I am going to have an ultrasound ordered."

"The blood tests showed a slightly elevated Conjugated Bilirubin not enough to have a conclusive diagnosis, so we need a bit further exploration."

"What does that mean?" The frantic mother asked.

"I want to get a more conclusive answer before I answer you ." I stated glaring at my colleague. "There are a few different things it could be, so I need a little more."

"Thank you Dr. West." The parents said and I turned away heading for the door and straight to Layla's nurse.

"Hey Terri," I said and handed her the file. "Order me an abdominal ultrasound and prep her for a HIDA-scan. I think It's gonna be necessary because she is tiny."

"So you are taking it."

"Yup," I stated heading into the locker room.

"Are you on set tomorrow?"

"Yup," I answered as we walked into the room and reached for my white coat. "Going home right now before I get hit with anything else, call me if anything else comes up in the ultrasound. If you find Ascites, run The HIDA-scan. We may have caught Atresia early, and the cirrhosis is minimal."

"Got ya." He said and I headed for my car. This was going to be a long week

I walked into my empty house, and sighed, setting Chloë down as I had picked her up from the Vega house on my way home. I dialed the Thai food place. I wasn't sure if I was going to see Tori tonight or not. She was doing some late shoots tonight, so I just went on with our night routine.

When the food arrived, I grabbed some food for Chloë and sat her down at the table to eat. I sat across from her and listened to her little girl stories about her day today with Alisa's Grandma. "Mommy… is Grandma Holly my grandma too?"

I tilted my head at the little girl. "Um, what do you mean?"

"Because, you're my mommy, and Tori… She is like my mom too, right?"

How do I explain the legalities of adoption to a four year old kid? Does it even matter if Tori is going to be there? I hope she wants to be there for a long time. She has never said she would adopt Chloë with me.

Everything about Tori's life before me was about temporary ties. Of course she said the reason was because she was in love with me… but now we're here. What does she want to do? We have only been together for four months now. I don't know where we are in this relationship. Work has been keeping us from getting closer.

"I don't know Chloë, you should ask Tori." I stated the little girl looked a bit disappointed. "But if Holly wants to be your grandma, she can be."

The little girl smiled as she swallowed her last noodle. "Mommy can I go play now?"

I nodded. "Only for a little while, then we have to get ready for bed."

"Okay." She said and I smiled, pulling my laptop out and bringing up my email. I saw several listings sent to us by Trina, and I had to let her know when I was able to make the appointment to see them.

Jade,

You better move fast, because they aren't going to stay on the market for long.

Trina V.

I smirked and pulled up my calendar. I filmed for 14 hours tomorrow, and then I had the next day open for surgery. If I didn't have to do the Biliary resection I could just schedule it. But let's be real, I was going to be doing that resection. I had the morning off the day after. So that's when I blocked out 5 hours to look at the homes. Hopefully there would be no reshoots. The entire weekend was for filming.

I shot her a message with my response just as Tori walked into my door. I smiled and relaxed when I saw her walk into the house. She was going to be with me tonight. I would sleep a lot easier now. "Hey babe."

She smiled and came to kiss me. "Hey, Just stopped by for some dinner and a snoodle."

"You're not staying?" I asked, feeling much too needy.

"I am recording my part of the track so that I can send it off to André. It's just more backing and stuff. But it will be all night. I'll see you tomorrow though I have some reshoots." she said sitting across from me at the table.

"There's some Thai food." I said, trying to hide my disappointment.

"Oh yum!" she said and reached for one container and ate the rest of it.

"Trina sent us a list, we can look at some of these houses on Friday." I stated showing her the list. "I have the morning off."

"You mean the time you and I usually have to just… be in bed?" Tori said with a whine.

"That's all I have." I stated.

"I know," Tori said, going back to eating. "It would be awful if the world loses such a talented surgeon… or actress."

I sighed. "I was happy just being a surgeon."

"But you like being an actress too."

"I do…"

"We will work it out." She said, "Filming is over in a week, your schedule should be wide open after that."

I smiled, "I like how optimistic you are." I stated with a grin.

She chuckled and finished off the container. "I wanna snoodle."

"I'd rather fuck you." I answered.

"Well alright then." she said and stood up reaching for my hand. I took it and followed her toward my bedroom.

"Mommy!" Chloë called and I cringed. I had forgotten she was here, and awake. I know she has lived with me since she was three, but her mother was always there to take care of her. Now, I was her mommy, and I hadn't gotten used to it. "Can I make a pillow fort?"

I looked over at Tori, and she smiled at me and I pulled us toward Chloe's room. "How about we all make one." I asked.

"Yay!" The little girl shouted.

"But First, I think we need to get our jammies on." I stated.

"Come on, I'll help you." Tori said and I sighed in relief that she was taking this motherhood thing all in stride. Maybe she is not as ready to bolt as I thought.

I watched the two of them as if in a daze for a moment, then got a move on, finding all available pillows to make this fort.

Ep. 3: Acquainted with Failure

A frazzled Tara is pacing her office " you can't be serious, the event is tonight! You said you would have it ready!"

There was a knock at her office door and Tara looked out at her boss. "Do you have a minute?"

Tara nodded. "Just have it to me by three." she said and hung up. She turned her attention to her boss.

"The Chriss Wedding, you blew their budget."

"Sarah They wanted miracles, I told them I would get it but I was misquoted." I stated.

"Now it's the Vendors fault?" She asked. "Look you are talented but you are in so much more trouble than you're worth. My reputation is on the line here, I need you to pack your things and go."

"You're firing me?" Tara said in shock.

"I am," Her boss said and turned to walk away.

"I am the best you have!" She protested.

"And yet, you've screwed me out of a pay day…" Sarah disappears behind her door and Tara is left standing in the hallway. She looked around the office and other employees were staring at her. They averted their gazes before she could meet their eyes.

Deflated, she headed for her office to pack.

The next morning I was in my trailer. Chloë was asleep on my chest, as we had gotten to set at around 5 in the morning, and to keep her calm I lay with her on the couch while I studied the lines for the next scenes I was about to do. I come into work in scrubs when I come in this early. And It looked as though I didn't really need to change. They just had to make me look a bit more tired for my next scene, and I was waiting for makeup to get in there with me.

I looked at my watch, it was seven thirty in the morning. I breathed out and stretched my arm out to drop my script on the coffee table. I wrapped my arms around my daughter, and sat up. Chloë was still very asleep. I smiled at the tiny blonde as I walked her over to the bed in the trailer bed compartment.

I kissed her baby cheek and smiled as I walked back toward the couch. There was a knock on the door, and I rushed to open it. "Look who I found!"

I smiled at Tori and kissed her lips in greeting since she had gone home after recording the night before. Then my smile widened when I saw Emma standing shily behind Tori. "So happy to see you!"

She smiled back at me. "I had just bought a ticket to go back to Sweden." She stated then shrugged. " My visa would have been null with no employment."

"I am so sorry that the whole thing happened." I said stepping back and letting the two women in. "Chloë will be so glad to see you."

"Mommy…" Chloe said sleepily. She slowly stumbled off the bed.

"Yes baby?" Both me and Tori said at the same time. And We kind of looked at each other.

"EMMA!" Chloë said finally realizing the three of us were here. She pumped her little legs running from the bedroom straight to her friend and caretaker.

"Hey there jelly bean." Emma said going down on her knees to meet Chloë

I smirked. "Well then, I guess I should leave the two of you ladies alone…" I grabbed my script and laptop, then turned to Tori. "Your sister is a miracle."

Tori laughed and followed me out of the trailer. "Yeah that's not what you were saying in High school."

"First of all… she was a nightmare in High school." I stated. "Second of all… we all grow up."

"What did you find on the HIDA-scan?" I asked as she sat back as I sat in Hair and makeup. My phone pressed to my ear and Layla's chart opened on my laptop. Brandy my Hairdresser is actually in pre med and thinks my job is fascinating.

"There is a definite atrophy of the biliary artery, there is no flow to the Gallbladder at all." Layla's doctor said.

"Shit." I said. "How bad is the Ascites?"

"There is definite pressure," He says as the makeup artist starts to smear lip color. I couldn't say a lot as I listened.

"I'll try to get in with the parents today to explain the procedure, and let them ponder what to do. We will schedule Layla as soon as possible." I answered as my hair was being finalized. A lot of work for a messy bun. "Talk to you soon." I I looked at my make up artist. "You gonna cover that hickey? I asked.

Iris laughed then pressed the concealer against the back of my neck. "Tori is killing me here…"

I laughed hard. "My girl's a vampire."

"Cut, we want to reset, It will be around 45 minutes." The director stated. I sighed and looked at my watch. I had a meeting with the Jeffries back at the hospital. In a couple of hours, this was my final scene to shoot for the afternoon 'til it gets dark. I sighed and headed for my trailer. As I walked in, I saw Tori playing with Chloë.

I smiled and sat on the couch. "Dr. West?" Emma asked. "I was wondering if I could take Chloë from the studio and back home."

I Nodded, "Yeah, here are my keys." I stated reaching for them and handing them to Emma. "I'll just call a car to take me to the hospital in an hour."

I reached for my phone and began to book transportation to get to work. Chloë climbed in the couch next to me to say goodbye. Then Tori climbed on my lap. I smirked. I wondered how long it would take her. I looked up at her and took a deep breath. She had been working out. You shoot after I'm done don't you?"

"Uh huh…" She said and leaned forward to kiss the base of my neck.

"I have about a half an hour…" I said and groaned as she let her hand drop to my waistband.

"Plenty of time." Tori said, sucking at my ear lobe.

"You can't mark me, I have close ups." I stated lifting my hips as she tugged at my pants.

She groaned and slid off my lap. She pulled my scrub bottoms and underwear off at the same time. She coaxed my hips forward and ran her tongue along my folds from the bottom to my clit. I moaned loudly as she licked and sucked at me.

I was lost in the sensation I didn't hear when there was a knock on my trailer door. But she did. "Shit," she said and pulled back.

"What … Don't stop." I said moving my hips closer to her.

"They are calling you to set." She said and moved forward to kiss my lips. "And I have to go shower."

I sighed and stood pulling my scrubs back over my hips. "Tease."

"Not my fault." Tori said with a smirk and darted her tongue over her lips to catch some moisture that had settled there.

"Yes it is." I said and walked past her as she laughed coming behind me

Later that afternoon, I walked into the hospital. I had set up a meeting with Dr. Thompson and the Jeffries. I walked to the meeting room as I slid my white coat over a button up and pencil skirt I had changed into on my way out of the studio. I needed these people to be confident that I knew what I was doing. Because what I was about to say was going to ratchet up anxiety.

"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Jeffries," I stated. "We have some news. Layla has what we call Biliary atresia. It is a congenital birth defect where the bile produced by the liver isn't being emptied properly. Mainly we know the liver is working fine, because it is conjugating the bilirubin. But there is a blockage, that is keeping the bilirubin from draining, and it causes all that waste to back up into the liver causing a bit of cirrhosis."

The parents are looking at me aghast, and look over to Dr. Thompson. "What's she saying?" The dad said.

"Dr. West is one of the top pediatric surgeons in the area, she has agreed to take Layla's case." Dr. Thompson. "She is also part of my private practice so she will be able to follow Layla's progress."

"Progress?"

"Layla needs surgery." I continued. " A procedure that will redirect the bile ducts of your daughter's liver so that it can drain as it needs. If we don't do this soon, there will be liver failure if it is not treated."

"Like would she die?" The mother asked.

"Well without successful treatment, she may not live to see more than two years. If we do this there is a chance your child may recover and live a normal life. But You have to know that even when surgery is successful, Layla can suffer gradual damage to the liver." I answered truthfully. "With every surgery there is a risk. But the reward is even greater."

"Like what could happen?" she asked.

Ugh, I don't want to scare her but I want to give her all the information she is asking for. "Most commonly, she could have ascending cholangitis. It will be recurring. Also intestinal obstruction, she could get an infection in her blood, because you know… liver failure."

"What are the odds for our daughter?" The father asked sobering up.

I sighed. "Looking at her numbers, she doesn't have too much liver damage yet, however, we will do a biopsy while we are in there to assess the damage."

"And this is the only thing? Is this a cure?"

I shook my head. "This procedure will not cure the congenital disease, but it will slow liver damage and prevent complications. It will also delay the need for a liver transplant as Layla is super young. "

"The procedure will be performed laparoscopically of course. Dr. West is highly skilled." Thompson stated.

"I will take care of your little girl. We can schedule it for tomorrow morning." I stated, then looked at my schedule… Make that afternoon, I have a few appointments at the office tomorrow." I stated blocking off the second half of my day. "What do you say?"

The mom nodded and I stood to make sure I got back on set in time for night shoots.

Ep. 4: No time for Jo Jo

JoJo Dropped on to her bed, and no sooner did she do that, that the door to her bedroom was opening up, Amy and Lisette come into the room and drop on the bed with her. "Get up, you're coming with us."

Jo groaned and turned over, "No."

"Come on, We want to cheer Tara up. You know she lost her job."

"What?" Jo raised her head up and looked at her two friends that were flanking her on the bed.

"She didn't tell you?" Lissette said.

"It's been like a week." Amy finished.

Jo sat up, "Noooo… I've been in this weird rotation. I go back in, in like four hours." She whined and got up to find her roommate.

She found Tara already quite wasted in her room with the promise of going out. "Hey JoJo!"

Jo smiled at her friend. "Why didn't you tell me?" Then she moved forward to hug her.

Tara stiffened slightly then relaxed into the hold. Jo didn't know what she did to her. "I just didn't want to disappoint you."

Jo sighed and pulled back to look at her friend. "You haven't done that, not a chance."

"Come out with us." Tara invites.

Jo sighed. "I can't…"

Tara pouted, "No time for JoJo."

Jo sighed, "No time for JoJo… Can we just stay here and take a nap?" she said thinking that maybe Tara needed to just stay home in this state.

Tara nodded and dropped down in her bed. She held out her arms for Jo, and she lay next to her friend. She held her 'til she heard the soft snores of Tara's sleep. Amy and Lissette came to the door and she raised her index finger to her lips. They nodded and waved their goodbyes.

Night shoots were quick. As we limited the time of the shots outside. Location shots on Melrose made the work precarious for my costars. I was virtually unknown. So It was easy for me to just blend in with the extras.

I scrunched up my nose as I sat waiting for the next scene. I got a text from Trina. "I scored you tickets to the Met Gala."

"Me or Tori?" I asked her.

"What's the difference. This is a bit of exposure. You are going as Tori's date. The theme for this year is American Culture."

"I will not dress as an American Flag." I stated trying to think

"Choose something that's you Jade." I thought about it. It would be kind of cool to go. Not all celebrities get picked to go to that event. It's more exclusive than the Oscars.

"Sounds like fun." I texted the last of it and I got a call back to set.

Tori and I were finally able to finish what we had started when we stumbled into bed at around 11. I saw stars when I finally came. Tori was so good with that tongue of hers. "I love your tongue." I whispered between breaths.

She laughed softly laying on her back. "I love using my tongue on you."

I hummed and rolled myself atop her. "My turn to get a taste." I whispered and licked from the base of her neck to her ear.

"Fuck… Just… Fuck me, I've been waiting all day." She said,

I smiled and used my hands to ghost over her naked overheated crotch. Her hips lifted off the mattress looking for more pressure from my fingers. She groaned as I just pulled away, not giving what she wanted. The rejection spurring her into her hips wanton canting.

"Patience babe." I murmured

Tori moaned and tried to close her legs due to the sensations that I was giving her. I entered her with two fingers, scissoring and corkscrewing them, making the brunette scream.

Then she settled between her legs and took Tori's bundle of nerves into her mouth. She sucked at it. We made love the rest of the night.

"I don't know how you do it, aren't you exhausted?" The scrub nurse said to me as we washed our hands to our elbows.

I smiled and rolled my eyes. "I am, but it's only for Ten weeks, I'm on week nine"

I shut off the valve and dried my hands. Slipped on my gloves and came up to my tiny patient. "Poor thing…" I whispered and pressed my finger tip against my mask then placed it on her forehead emulating a kiss. It is my ritual for all tiny veins.

"How's your little princess?" The nurse asked me as she prepped the Bacitracin on the work surface.

"Scalpel," I stated holding my hand out then cutting a tiny incision in the indent between her thigh and belly. "She is doing amazing considering her mother died four months ago."

"That was so sad, hey who was that guy she was with?" She asked as I inserted the laparoscopy in the opening.

I paused and looked over at her. Then proceed to do what I needed to do. I pushed through until I got a view of the grayish blob that was the liver. "He was Chloë's father. She has a couple of siblings that matched her."

I use the little mechanical arms to use hooks to secure the Jejunum, the largest artery of the liver. Secured it to the skin above it so that I could look around at the biliary arteries. There was bilirubin leaking out as I severed quite a few blocked veins..

"You're dating that Supermodel Right?" She asked as she handed me the cautery. I began to burn through some hardened arteries. The blockages were evident as I pulled. I clamped the gallbladder and removed it. Then I set to work severing the evident atrophying ducts. as I worked in concentration to remove all damaged ducts.

After several hours of cleaning that up, I resegmented Layla's small intestine and attached it to the Liver to see if I could restore bile flow.

I started a cholangiogram as I waited for the liver to respond. It was slow, but when it finally did, I breathed a sigh of relief and moved to get a biopsy of the liver. "Send in the biopsy so we can get the extent of the damage." I stated as I began to pull the laparoscope out of the baby.

"Hey, close up will you, I've gotta get out there and give these parents the news…"

I approached worried pacing parents and smiled. "She came out of it like a champ. I said to them and they breathed a sigh of relief. "They are closing her up now and she should be in recovery shortly."

"Thank you so much Dr. West."

"Absolutely, that girl's a fighter." I stated. "There will be some new dietary restrictions for her, the nurses will give you that. Grant it she will still have to adjust to feel comfortable in her belly. She should be good enough to go home in two days.

They smiled and hugged each other. I smiled and excused myself heading back to the office.