Six: Options & Wine

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Chapter Six: Options & Wine

It was painstakingly silent as Jolene sat across from her boss - Margaret Murphy. The petite red haired woman sat behind her desk, shuffling through some papers. "Ah, here they are." Margaret gave Jolene a smile as she handed a pile of papers over to the doctor.

Jolene gave her a small smile back as she took the papers from Margaret's hands. She looked down at the papers in her hands, her eyes scanning over them. Confusion crossed her features as she read the words 'Mercy Hospital and Oregon General Hospital.' New York City and Washington? What did those two places what to do with Jolene. "I'm not sure what I'm looking at Margaret." She said, looking up at the older woman with pure confusion.

The brunette placed the puzzling papers down on the edge of the desk. When Margaret had originally called her to come in on her day off so the two could discuss a few things, the doctor thoughts she had meant an upcoming surgery or, something along those lines. Jolene wasn't expecting information on hospital's in New York and Washington.

"You're a great doctor, Jolene." Margaret spoke, pushing her thick framed glasses up on her face. "I know Charming is your home and, I know your uh," She paused trying to think of the proper word. "family is here." The word 'family' left a bitter taste in Margaret's mouth. The Sons Of Anarchy should not be considered a family in Margaret's eyes. They were a gang weather they liked to admit it or not. Margaret knew Jolene had deep ties to that gang. The doctor's father was a member and her son's father was a member as well. Jolene was a smart woman but, she was going down a path Margaret didn't want for her, and she felt it was her duty to try and held the young brunette doctor.

Jolene could hear the disgust in Margaret's voice as she practically spat out the word 'family'. "I'm sorry Margaret, but could you just tell me why I'm here." Her voice no longer trying to be polite to the woman in front of her.

"New York and Washington want you." Margaret smiled. "They have an opening in your field, and I think it would be an amazing opportunity. These are two great hospital's and I think your career could benefit greatly." She finished, her eyes glued to the brunette, waiting for her response.

The brunette doctor opened and closed her mouth a few times while she tried to form somewhat of a coherent sentence. It also didn't help that Margaret was staring at her waiting for an answer. "I don't know what to say." Jolene admitted. She knew what was being offered was an amazing opportunity and, a way at a better life for Mateo but, she wasn't so sure if she could actually leave Charming behind.

"I don't need an answer from you yet." Margaret reassured. "I just think you should know you have options and think them over carefully." The older woman said, her eyes landing on the papers that laid on the edge of her desk. "Take them." Margaret gestured towards the informational papers.

Jolene grabbed the papers and stuffed them into her purse. "Thank you, Margaret." She gave the woman a small smile, gathering her things before heading towards the door.

"Jolene." Margaret called putting before the doctor could make her escape.

The brunette turned around, resisting the urge to roll her dark eyes at the red head. She just wanted to pick up Mateo from the hospital's daycare and go home. "Yes?"

"I was hoping you'd be able to talk to Dr. Knowles. She's been spending some time with Jax Teller, and I don't think it's a good idea for her to get pulled into an old romance again. I was hoping you could intervene."

Jolene raised an eyebrow at Margaret's request. "It's none of my business to intervene with Tara's personal life." Jolene couldn't believe her ears. Did Margaret really expect her to have a heart to heart with Tara about Jax? The red haired woman would have a better chance of asking Gemma to intervene. "Have a good day, Margaret." The doctor was clearly over and done with this conversation.

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