^^^:laugh4: interesting!

bump

bump? :)

 

There were so many updates over the weekend.Have to read them all :D

^^it was getting kind've low in the page. :D:D:D

I.. need.. more.. read.. stuff!

 

Can't wait till I can read a nice fanfic again!:D

i have a few ideas for my next one. i'm going to try a bit with all of them and see which one i like best.

 

the one i'm liking most right now is called: "Janitor For A Day".

 

it's... funny... i guess. :P

i have a few ideas for my next one. i'm going to try a bit with all of them and see which one i like best.

 

the one i'm liking most right now is called: "Janitor For A Day".

 

it's... funny... i guess. :P

what about 4 degrees? :D

^^eh, i don't like how it's coming out. :uhoh:

Bump! ^_^

 

Can't wait to read the next fanfic! :D

I am really in some kind of creative flow these days which I am impressed about massivly :)

 

If I am lucky, I may even finish my 1st ever fanfic this weekend :laugh3:

 

And I already have some ideas for the next one ;)

^^can't wait to read it!! :D

^^can't wait to read it!! :D

 

I have recently uploaded a few chapters. Don't know what you read last. :confused:

oh!

 

really? what page is it on? i must've missed it. :bigcry:!!

Hey, Kirsten, your site won't open for me anymore...what's up with it?

Hey, Kirsten, your site won't open for me anymore...what's up with it?

 

Looks like there was a massive d 3 l 3 t | o /\| of files. :\

Yup, there was...'tis fixed now. :dance:

still won't work for me :(

Oh...she gave me the new link. I would just ask her for it...I'm not sure she would want it posted. :rolleyes:

I am really in some kind of creative flow these days which I am impressed about massivly :)

 

If I am lucky, I may even finish my 1st ever fanfic this weekend :laugh3:

 

And I already have some ideas for the next one ;)

Yayyy!:)

I can has new link, Kyra? (she gave the first to me earlier, will PM if you want proofs)

Sorry everyone .... :(

Renamed folder which lead to broken link.

 

I send it out to you asap.

^^ Emma, sometimes your grammar confuses me. :P

new fanfic!!!!

 

 

SEE YOU SOON.

PART ONE

 

 

“Dr. Pitt.” I heard someone call from behind me.

Of course turned around to see Layla standing there. “Just get one of the nurses to take blood if you can't.”

She shook her blond hair wildly. “I have a new patient for you.”

I walked up to her and took the file out of her hands. “Is this for real?”

“He just came in. His hand's pretty screwed up.”

I walked out of the conference room and down to where he should be. “You don't use screwed up, Layla. That's not a term a doctor would use, is it?”

When I opened the curtain four eyes looked up at me. There was one man sitting in a chair with brown spiky hair and almond brown eyes. The other one was sitting on the patient bed holding his hand. He was pale, and had curly, cinnamon brown hair and the brightest blue eyes I'd ever seen. “Mr. Martin, I'm Doctor Sophie Pitt.” I said, shooing Layla out of the room. “What seems to be the problem?”

Chris stared into my eyes for a few more seconds, shook his head as if he was shaking something off, then smiled widely. “I seem to have hurt my hand.”

The other man stood up. “He was playing the guitar, ever so fast and his hand got like stuck in the strings.”

I smiled and nodded. “Let's have a look.”

The sides of his wrist were red with bruises and his palm was severely swollen. As I gently poked and prodded at his enormous hands I suddenly felt his eyes on me. Usually this freaks me out but for some reason I got shivers up and down my spine. Yes, he was incredibly gorgeous but, well, he was a patient.

“Okay Mr. Martin-”

“Please, call me Chris.”

I smiled. “Chris. Call me Sophie. I'm not too sure yet but from what I see it seems to be a very severe fracture.”

“Shit.” The other man muttered.

“Phil.” Chris said to the other man. “Shut up.”

The two of them stared at me until I would say something else. “Um, we'll have some x-rays done then I'll come back to make sure I was right.”

I walked out the door and handed the order to the nurse. When I went back to the conference room I noticed my friend Jim was now sitting at one of the tables, snacking on some sort of chip. I grabbed a Snickers bar from the machine and sat down next to him. “Fuck, Jim.”

His bright, blue gray eyes looked up at me. “W...what?”

I tore open the Snickers and chomped down. Then, I immediately felt more relaxed. “Why does this job have to suck so much? This morning I had two kids who bit me when I tried to take blood, then a psychopathic pregnant woman who claimed she'd never had sex. Oh, and I just got back from some gorgeous pervert checking me out.”

He grinned. “Gorgeous pervert?”

“Yes!” I spit through the giant bites of candy. “He was gorgeous, but he was a perv. Well, he just looked at me but he was still a freak.”

“We're doctors.” He sighed. “We see it all. Well, I got to go pick Katie up from day care. I'll see you tonight.”

I smiled legitimately for the first time that day. “Bye. Tell her I say “Hi”!”

Five minutes after Jim had left my candy bar was sadly gone. I contemplated getting another one but remembered that cake I had yesterday for one of the nurse's birthdays. Suddenly Layla blew into the room and ruined my mood. Again. “Dr. Pitt? Chris Martin's X-rays are back.”

I snatched the files from her and held the photos up to the light. When I had my answer, I shoved the photos back in her hand and walked back to Chris's room. “Chris. Phil.” I said as I opened the door. Ugh, there was that smile again. So beautiful. “Well, it seems that I was right. You fractured a bone in your finger. I see it a lot with musicians. I'll put a cast on it right now.”

Phil stood up and started to walk over to me. “When will it be... well... better?”

“About six weeks.” I said while grabbing all the cast materials out from the shelves.

Chris just kept smiling, even though his hand was practically black now. I slid over on the stool to him, and gently started dabbing his wrist in water. “So, you're a doctor. How's that working?” he asked.

I looked up at him like he just asked me if the sky was blue. “It's... well it is what it is. What color cast do you want.”

“Oh god.” Chris giggled. “I don't know! This is probably one of the hardest decisions of my life! Um... what do you think?”

I felt like I was back in pediatrics. Even though he was acting like a kid, it made me laugh. “Um, how about red?”

“No, no I don't want red. Pick another.”

“Green?”

“Nah.”

“Oh, here we go. Blue.” I said, holding up the bandage box.

Chris nodded frantically. “Yes! Blue! I love blue! Great choice.”

We both laughed. There was something about this guy I'd never seen in any other men. Or patients for that matter. For one thing, he hasn't tried to smack my ass yet. “So.” I said, feeling a little more relaxed. “You're a world famous singer. How's that working?”

He laughed, while watching me put the bandages on. “It is what it is.”

I giggled. I'll admit it, he was cute. We were talking for about twenty minutes about random things. At first he was talking about Phil, which pissed Phil off, so he stopped. Then he asked me about how hard it was to become a doctor, and I think I rambled a little too much on that subject. He didn't seem to show it, though. Then I was finished. “Okay, you're good to go.”

Chris looked disappointed. He looked up at me with those sad, puppy dog blue eyes. “That's it?”

“That's it.” For some reason I felt disappointed too. This conversation helped me get off my anger. “I'll have Layla come in and get your discharge papers. Have a good day, Chris. Phil.”

When I was walking out I could've sworn I noticed Phil mouthing something to Chris. I closed the door and took in my surroundings for a minute. Layla was waiting for me at the end of the hall with anther file in her hands, so I headed down her direction. Suddenly I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I turned around, and I saw Chris smiling down at me. God, he was tall. “Hey Sophie, um, so sorry to bother you. But you know, my hand hurts like hell so I'm really going to need a drink. Whenever you get done your shift, would you like to go get one with me?”

I felt butterflies in my stomach. Something about him. God, I just couldn't put my finger on it. I smiled to let him know I liked the idea, but I couldn't speak yet. A seconds later I coughed. “Um, yeah. Well, I actually have to work all night but what about tomorrow?”

Chris's face lit up. “Yes! Tomorrow's perfect! Um, can I have your number?”

I took a Sharpie out of my scrubs pocket. “Do you have paper?”

Chris looked a little flustered for a minute, then laughed, and held up his new blue cast. I chuckled and signed my name and number. “See you tomorrow.”

 

 

new fanfic!!!!

 

 

SEE YOU SOON.

PART ONE

 

 

“Dr. Pitt.” I heard someone call from behind me.

Of course turned around to see Layla standing there. “Just get one of the nurses to take blood if you can't.”

She shook her blond hair wildly. “I have a new patient for you.”

I walked up to her and took the file out of her hands. “Is this for real?”

“He just came in. His hand's pretty screwed up.”

I walked out of the conference room and down to where he should be. “You don't use screwed up, Layla. That's not a term a doctor would use, is it?”

When I opened the curtain four eyes looked up at me. There was one man sitting in a chair with brown spiky hair and almond brown eyes. The other one was sitting on the patient bed holding his hand. He was pale, and had curly, cinnamon brown hair and the brightest blue eyes I'd ever seen. “Mr. Martin, I'm Doctor Sophie Pitt.” I said, shooing Layla out of the room. “What seems to be the problem?”

Chris stared into my eyes for a few more seconds, shook his head as if he was shaking something off, then smiled widely. “I seem to have hurt my hand.”

The other man stood up. “He was playing the guitar, ever so fast and his hand got like stuck in the strings.”

I smiled and nodded. “Let's have a look.”

The sides of his wrist were red with bruises and his palm was severely swollen. As I gently poked and prodded at his enormous hands I suddenly felt his eyes on me. Usually this freaks me out but for some reason I got shivers up and down my spine. Yes, he was incredibly gorgeous but, well, he was a patient.

“Okay Mr. Martin-”

“Please, call me Chris.”

I smiled. “Chris. Call me Sophie. I'm not too sure yet but from what I see it seems to be a very severe fracture.”

“Shit.” The other man muttered.

“Phil.” Chris said to the other man. “Shut up.”

The two of them stared at me until I would say something else. “Um, we'll have some x-rays done then I'll come back to make sure I was right.”

I walked out the door and handed the order to the nurse. When I went back to the conference room I noticed my friend Jim was now sitting at one of the tables, snacking on some sort of chip. I grabbed a Snickers bar from the machine and sat down next to him. “Fuck, Jim.”

His bright, blue gray eyes looked up at me. “W...what?”

I tore open the Snickers and chomped down. Then, I immediately felt more relaxed. “Why does this job have to suck so much? This morning I had two kids who bit me when I tried to take blood, then a psychopathic pregnant woman who claimed she'd never had sex. Oh, and I just got back from some gorgeous pervert checking me out.”

He grinned. “Gorgeous pervert?”

“Yes!” I spit through the giant bites of candy. “He was gorgeous, but he was a perv. Well, he just looked at me but he was still a freak.”

“We're doctors.” He sighed. “We see it all. Well, I got to go pick Katie up from day care. I'll see you tonight.”

I smiled legitimately for the first time that day. “Bye. Tell her I say “Hi”!”

Five minutes after Jim had left my candy bar was sadly gone. I contemplated getting another one but remembered that cake I had yesterday for one of the nurse's birthdays. Suddenly Layla blew into the room and ruined my mood. Again. “Dr. Pitt? Chris Martin's X-rays are back.”

I snatched the files from her and held the photos up to the light. When I had my answer, I shoved the photos back in her hand and walked back to Chris's room. “Chris. Phil.” I said as I opened the door. Ugh, there was that smile again. So beautiful. “Well, it seems that I was right. You fractured a bone in your finger. I see it a lot with musicians. I'll put a cast on it right now.”

Phil stood up and started to walk over to me. “When will it be... well... better?”

“About six weeks.” I said while grabbing all the cast materials out from the shelves.

Chris just kept smiling, even though his hand was practically black now. I slid over on the stool to him, and gently started dabbing his wrist in water. “So, you're a doctor. How's that working?” he asked.

I looked up at him like he just asked me if the sky was blue. “It's... well it is what it is. What color cast do you want.”

“Oh god.” Chris giggled. “I don't know! This is probably one of the hardest decisions of my life! Um... what do you think?”

I felt like I was back in pediatrics. Even though he was acting like a kid, it made me laugh. “Um, how about red?”

“No, no I don't want red. Pick another.”

“Green?”

“Nah.”

“Oh, here we go. Blue.” I said, holding up the bandage box.

Chris nodded frantically. “Yes! Blue! I love blue! Great choice.”

We both laughed. There was something about this guy I'd never seen in any other men. Or patients for that matter. For one thing, he hasn't tried to smack my ass yet. “So.” I said, feeling a little more relaxed. “You're a world famous singer. How's that working?”

He laughed, while watching me put the bandages on. “It is what it is.”

I giggled. I'll admit it, he was cute. We were talking for about twenty minutes about random things. At first he was talking about Phil, which pissed Phil off, so he stopped. Then he asked me about how hard it was to become a doctor, and I think I rambled a little too much on that subject. He didn't seem to show it, though. Then I was finished. “Okay, you're good to go.”

Chris looked disappointed. He looked up at me with those sad, puppy dog blue eyes. “That's it?”

“That's it.” For some reason I felt disappointed too. This conversation helped me get off my anger. “I'll have Layla come in and get your discharge papers. Have a good day, Chris. Phil.”

When I was walking out I could've sworn I noticed Phil mouthing something to Chris. I closed the door and took in my surroundings for a minute. Layla was waiting for me at the end of the hall with anther file in her hands, so I headed down her direction. Suddenly I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I turned around, and I saw Chris smiling down at me. God, he was tall. “Hey Sophie, um, so sorry to bother you. But you know, my hand hurts like hell so I'm really going to need a drink. Whenever you get done your shift, would you like to go get one with me?”

I felt butterflies in my stomach. Something about him. God, I just couldn't put my finger on it. I smiled to let him know I liked the idea, but I couldn't speak yet. A seconds later I coughed. “Um, yeah. Well, I actually have to work all night but what about tomorrow?”

Chris's face lit up. “Yes! Tomorrow's perfect! Um, can I have your number?”

I took a Sharpie out of my scrubs pocket. “Do you have paper?”

Chris looked a little flustered for a minute, then laughed, and held up his new blue cast. I chuckled and signed my name and number. “See you tomorrow.”

 

AHH I LOVE IT CHRISTINA!!:D:D

thank you!!! :D:D:D