16.01.2007, 22:34
literati_gg: Vielen (verspäteten) Dank für dein liebes Feedback.
Das freut mich sehr :o
Jaaah. Leider kann ich diesen Blick so überhaupt nicht beschreiben *g* Denn muss man einfach SEHEN <3
Aii, da bin ich erleichtert :lach:
Okaaay, ganz so schnell ging's dieses Mal nicht (und ich schiebe ALLES auf die Schule!!), aber hier ist der neue ENGLISCHE Teil - wieder normal geschrieben :p
Enjoy!
George was standing in the doorway. Puzzled, helpless and desperate.
“Damn it. I’ve lost a patient. Again.” He did not really know what to do so he just turned around looking for someone who might be able to help him.
“George?” Olivia, the redheaded nurse who once gave him some sex and some syphilis, appeared in front of him, seeming a little worried.
“Is everything okay? Do you need anything?”
“You… she asks if I need anything.” He tried for a forced smile.
“Yeah, Olivia, I do need something. I really need to know where Mrs. Burton is. She used to lay in the bed over there but now she isn’t laying in the bed over there anymore.” Slowly but surely, he cracked up.
“She left the hospital half an hour ago. At her own request.” Meanwhile, Olivia didn’t seem worried but afraid of cracked up George who now gawped at the young nurse completely stunned.
“You… you let her go?” He shouted at her and Olivia winced at the appalled sound of his raised voice. “I had to, George. She signed the papers and left. What should I’ve done in your opinion?” she answered back but George did not listen to her any longer. Mrs. Burton left the hospital and therefore she defied medical control. He knew well what that may mean and he begged God for no upcoming consequences.
“Everytime I want to be present at a normal delivery, it turns out to be a C-section.” Izzie bit into her giant sandwich. She was sitting in the cafeteria with Meredith and Cristina who were both amused and a little worried about their friend.
“Don’t get me wrong, I like being in the O.R. or the labor room or what ever, I do. But I just…” She sighed and immediately after, she realized Meredith’s look that apparently made her feel insecure.
“What?”
“You get involved again.” Meredith gazed at her. She knew pretty well in which direction such a behavior could lead and this fact made her feel alarmed.
“Stop being such a worrier. I don’t get involved.” That was Izzie being optimistic. “Seriously.”
“Oh, you so are.” Cristina didn’t believe a word of what Izzie had said.
“You know what? Thank you for your support.” Izzie seemed disappointed. She screwed up her napkin and got up from her chair.
“Izzie.” Meredith was about to grab at her arm but Izzie turned around in a fury.
“No! Don’t you guys think I’ve got it? Don’t you think Denny showed me what it feels like to be involved? I’ve learned my lesson and I’m tired of being treated like a baby!” With these words, she left Meredith and Cristina behind.
“Do… do you think she’s right?” Cristina looked at Meredith interrogatively.
“Do we… does Bailey treat her like a baby?”
“Does that building look like a kindergarten to you, Cristina?” It was definitely not Meredith’s voice that rang out crabbily and sarcastically right behind Cristina’s back. She felt to be caught red-handed when she slowly turned around so that she could look Miranda “the Nazi” Bailey straight in the eye.
“Uhm, no. It doesn’t.”
“Do I look like a kindergarten teacher to you?” Miranda looked at her unchanged rigorously and Cristina became more uncomfortable with each passing moment.
“No. You definitely don’t.” For a moment, Cristina considered that her answer might be taken as rudeness but her resident didn’t seem more annoyed than she did before. In fact, she looked like a huge steaning sculpture – even though she was actually rather small - with a deathly look on its face that would never ever disappear again.
“Then, I think, I do not treat her like a baby.” Without another comment she removed herself to a close-by table and pretended to take no notice of her interns anymore.
Meredith who sat all along in silence next to her friend burst out giggling. Apologetically, she raised her hands.
“I’m sorry. That was just… Sorry.” She tried really hard to stop laughing but it was without success.
“Oh yeah.” Cristina was offended and all ironic.
“I’m laughing myself to death.”
“The babies are kicking madly. I guess I’ve got two trainees in there.” Kelly was all smiles and stroked her belly tenderly. Brandon was standing next to his wife and looked at her very lovingly.
“Dr. Montgomery, is everything okay with the twins?” He referred to Addison who just was concerned with his wife’s chart. His anxiousness was betrayed by his voice.
“Well, they are okay. I’m quite satisfied with their condition but I want them to stay in their mom for at least two weeks.” Confidently, she smiled at the young couple.
“Aaaah, Dr. Stevens.” Izzie just entered the room and nodded briefly to Kelly who apparently was glad to see the young blonde woman because her emergence put a huge smile on her face.
“You paged me?” Izzie waited for the next assignment from Addison who again was lost in Kelly’s chart.
“Yeah. I want you to do another ultrasonic testing and you have to keep an eye on the CTG. Her contraction can start at any moment so be attentive.” She was about to leave the room but Izzie held her back.
“Dr. Montgomery, you’re in on the whole ‘Dr. Stevens isn’t allowed to do anything else but breathe and watch’ thing, aren’t you?” Izzie furrowed her brow. She did not really know what to do.
“Oh yes, I know about that.” Addison turned around and briefly winked at her intern.
“But I want my patient to feel comfortable and this woman over here wants you to be with her when she gets the babies. So don’t worry, I gonna talk to Miranda.” Saying this, Addison left the room.
At the same time, George was still busy with looking for Derek when he suddenly heard the voice of Nurse Taylor screaming right behind him.
“Woman, 42, choking fit. Out of the way!”
This sentence made George’s stomach churn. He knew pretty well who that woman was. He didn’t even have to look at her.
Zitat:Als dieser Teil ist einfach super, find ich wirklich genial... Man kann sich Meredith wirklich vorstellen, wie sie das sagt
Das freut mich sehr :o
Zitat:Ich LIEBE solche Szenen und noch mehr diesen Blick, den McDreamy dann immer hat :herz: :herz:abber:
Jaaah. Leider kann ich diesen Blick so überhaupt nicht beschreiben *g* Denn muss man einfach SEHEN <3
Zitat:Dieser Skriptstil ist zwar nicht ganz mein Ding, aber ich fand diesen Teil trotzdem super...
Aii, da bin ich erleichtert :lach:
Zitat: Also bitte ganz schnell wieder an die Tasten
Okaaay, ganz so schnell ging's dieses Mal nicht (und ich schiebe ALLES auf die Schule!!), aber hier ist der neue ENGLISCHE Teil - wieder normal geschrieben :p
Enjoy!
Chapter IV: Some trust
MVO: The counterpart of fear is trust. Four letters that describe the foundation of every kind of running human relations.
But sometimes our trust is put on the test.
We need to decide if it is worth fighting. And we have to decide cleverly.
But sometimes our trust is put on the test.
We need to decide if it is worth fighting. And we have to decide cleverly.
George was standing in the doorway. Puzzled, helpless and desperate.
“Damn it. I’ve lost a patient. Again.” He did not really know what to do so he just turned around looking for someone who might be able to help him.
“George?” Olivia, the redheaded nurse who once gave him some sex and some syphilis, appeared in front of him, seeming a little worried.
“Is everything okay? Do you need anything?”
“You… she asks if I need anything.” He tried for a forced smile.
“Yeah, Olivia, I do need something. I really need to know where Mrs. Burton is. She used to lay in the bed over there but now she isn’t laying in the bed over there anymore.” Slowly but surely, he cracked up.
“She left the hospital half an hour ago. At her own request.” Meanwhile, Olivia didn’t seem worried but afraid of cracked up George who now gawped at the young nurse completely stunned.
“You… you let her go?” He shouted at her and Olivia winced at the appalled sound of his raised voice. “I had to, George. She signed the papers and left. What should I’ve done in your opinion?” she answered back but George did not listen to her any longer. Mrs. Burton left the hospital and therefore she defied medical control. He knew well what that may mean and he begged God for no upcoming consequences.
“Everytime I want to be present at a normal delivery, it turns out to be a C-section.” Izzie bit into her giant sandwich. She was sitting in the cafeteria with Meredith and Cristina who were both amused and a little worried about their friend.
“Don’t get me wrong, I like being in the O.R. or the labor room or what ever, I do. But I just…” She sighed and immediately after, she realized Meredith’s look that apparently made her feel insecure.
“What?”
“You get involved again.” Meredith gazed at her. She knew pretty well in which direction such a behavior could lead and this fact made her feel alarmed.
“Stop being such a worrier. I don’t get involved.” That was Izzie being optimistic. “Seriously.”
“Oh, you so are.” Cristina didn’t believe a word of what Izzie had said.
“You know what? Thank you for your support.” Izzie seemed disappointed. She screwed up her napkin and got up from her chair.
“Izzie.” Meredith was about to grab at her arm but Izzie turned around in a fury.
“No! Don’t you guys think I’ve got it? Don’t you think Denny showed me what it feels like to be involved? I’ve learned my lesson and I’m tired of being treated like a baby!” With these words, she left Meredith and Cristina behind.
“Do… do you think she’s right?” Cristina looked at Meredith interrogatively.
“Do we… does Bailey treat her like a baby?”
“Does that building look like a kindergarten to you, Cristina?” It was definitely not Meredith’s voice that rang out crabbily and sarcastically right behind Cristina’s back. She felt to be caught red-handed when she slowly turned around so that she could look Miranda “the Nazi” Bailey straight in the eye.
“Uhm, no. It doesn’t.”
“Do I look like a kindergarten teacher to you?” Miranda looked at her unchanged rigorously and Cristina became more uncomfortable with each passing moment.
“No. You definitely don’t.” For a moment, Cristina considered that her answer might be taken as rudeness but her resident didn’t seem more annoyed than she did before. In fact, she looked like a huge steaning sculpture – even though she was actually rather small - with a deathly look on its face that would never ever disappear again.
“Then, I think, I do not treat her like a baby.” Without another comment she removed herself to a close-by table and pretended to take no notice of her interns anymore.
Meredith who sat all along in silence next to her friend burst out giggling. Apologetically, she raised her hands.
“I’m sorry. That was just… Sorry.” She tried really hard to stop laughing but it was without success.
“Oh yeah.” Cristina was offended and all ironic.
“I’m laughing myself to death.”
“The babies are kicking madly. I guess I’ve got two trainees in there.” Kelly was all smiles and stroked her belly tenderly. Brandon was standing next to his wife and looked at her very lovingly.
“Dr. Montgomery, is everything okay with the twins?” He referred to Addison who just was concerned with his wife’s chart. His anxiousness was betrayed by his voice.
“Well, they are okay. I’m quite satisfied with their condition but I want them to stay in their mom for at least two weeks.” Confidently, she smiled at the young couple.
“Aaaah, Dr. Stevens.” Izzie just entered the room and nodded briefly to Kelly who apparently was glad to see the young blonde woman because her emergence put a huge smile on her face.
“You paged me?” Izzie waited for the next assignment from Addison who again was lost in Kelly’s chart.
“Yeah. I want you to do another ultrasonic testing and you have to keep an eye on the CTG. Her contraction can start at any moment so be attentive.” She was about to leave the room but Izzie held her back.
“Dr. Montgomery, you’re in on the whole ‘Dr. Stevens isn’t allowed to do anything else but breathe and watch’ thing, aren’t you?” Izzie furrowed her brow. She did not really know what to do.
“Oh yes, I know about that.” Addison turned around and briefly winked at her intern.
“But I want my patient to feel comfortable and this woman over here wants you to be with her when she gets the babies. So don’t worry, I gonna talk to Miranda.” Saying this, Addison left the room.
At the same time, George was still busy with looking for Derek when he suddenly heard the voice of Nurse Taylor screaming right behind him.
“Woman, 42, choking fit. Out of the way!”
This sentence made George’s stomach churn. He knew pretty well who that woman was. He didn’t even have to look at her.
MVO: Trust can be compared with a house of cards. You need a lot of time and patience to build it up. You put all your power and carefulness in it.
Yet an exiguous ground motion suffices to destroy everything.
Yet an exiguous ground motion suffices to destroy everything.
... to be continued.
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P.S: Bei ausdrücklichem Wunsch bin ich bereit, auch die deutsche Version zu posten 
. Ich will niemanden vergraulen *g*
. Ich will niemanden vergraulen *g*"i believe that we can be extraordinary together... rather than ordinary apart."
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