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random acts

May 1, 1997

i was doing my hair. i blew it out and curled the ends in.
i had a job interview. one i wasn't planning on taking. nonetheless, i wanted to look put together.
i put on a pair of dark green-almost- black pants and a white blouse.
i had a pair of short heels to put on and i was off. i thought i looked too fancy for a job i probably wasn't going to take. i wasn't interested in private practice however, first impressions were important to me.
i headed out, but that was until my pager went off.
it was a 911 number. i was confused since it was my day off. my gut told me something was up. the unusual page was also another indicator to go to the er.

i was out of breath from running off the l and down the stairs to the er. i was confused since it didn't look like any bad traumas had come in.
"what's going on?" i asked doug, who was standing by the admit desk. it looked like he was waiting for me.
"you had somewhere to be?"
his eyebrows were raised and he was looking me up and down.
"never mind, what's up?"
"it's mark" he said
he put his hand on my back and we started walking towards the trauma rooms.
"he got beaten up pretty badly"
"you're kidding"
"unfortunately, no"
"he's fine, has a couple bruised ribs"
"i just thought you'd want to know"
"no, i appreciate that doug, is he in trauma one?"
"yeah"
i walked further down the hallway, doug still followed me close behind.

"he just woke up" carol said
"what happened?" mark asked
he looked like hell.
"you got beat up, but you're okay" doug smiled
"you got some bruised ribs, a concussion, mid shaft fractures of two metacarpals, but other than that you're fine"
"i signed you up for a double shift on saturday" doug said
mark smiled and we were silent for a few moments.
"what happened?" mark asked again
he was wondering who did this to him, i and the rest in the room probably also wondered the same thing.
"who's gonna watch rachel?" he added
"i can take her to my place" i said
"my car keys are in my locker, take my van"
i nodded.

"hello, this is y/n, l/n, i had a interview about twenty minutes ago, i just wanted to apologize, i had an emergency at my hospital"
"i was wondering if i could reschedule"
"oh that's perfect, thank you so much and i'm so sorry once again, i guess that's the price you pay being an er doctor" i laughed
"bye now"

i said goodbye to mark and it was time to pick up rachel.
"i'm not sure we've met yet"
a blonde female stuck her hand out
i shook it
"i'm anna delamico, the new resident"
"nice to meet you anna, i'm y/n l/n"
"i'll see you around y/n"
"have a good night" i smiled.

i knocked on the babysitters door.
"i'm sorry i'm a little late, y/n l/n, i'm picking up rachel"
"oh yes, y/n, how's mark?" she whispered
"he was beaten up pretty badly, should be alright though"
"well thanks for getting rachel"
"anytime"
"call me if you need anything, okay"
"sure thing"
i took rachel's hand and drove her to my apartment
"why can't i go home with my dad?"
"he's busy at the hospital" mark told me not to tell her about him.
"you remember me, don't you?"
"yeah"
"you'll get to be at home with your dad as soon as he's not busy"
"being a doctor is a very busy job"

we got back to my apartment.
"do you like cookies?"
she smiled
"yeah"
"let's make some"
"cookies before dinner?"
"why not?"

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