Thread: My Silver Lining (Ava & RocLobster)

It was a new start, in a new place. Her first job application easily accepted. A nurse in a private practice. It was a Monday morning and she was already working on her routine. All vitals had been checked. Of course her D.O.N. or Director of Nursing was checking behind her and all was good so far. During this time she also got introduced to the patients and got to spend a little one on one time with them. Misses Harrison was one that seemed to be the sweetest and one that she could relate to. As the day got off to a start the women shared a laugh. The auburn haired female with the hazel eyes stood at the woman's bedside and exchanged stories as the I.V. fluids were adjusted according to the doctor's charts while some were just topped up. Gabriella seemed your typical nurse. Long auburn tresses cascaded down to the middle of her back in the form of a pony tail. The uniform, which consisted of a white and red scrub dress that barely reached the middle of her thighs. With a collared neckline that dipped down to the middle of her well endowed breasts. At first she questioned the message being sent with this attire, but it was surprisingly so comfortable that she paid no mind to it. Long white stockings seemed to take liberty in riding up her legs and over her knees where they came to a halt. White platforms heels graced petite feet. Since the girl was practically born in heels, it was like walking on bare feet. Being five foot six, she loved the tall feeling that heels gave her. The new nurse had yet to meet the doctor. Not to mention that her head nurse failed to mention that the woman diagnosed with mesothelioma was the mother of her boss. Harrison was, afterall, a fairly common last name. While her name tag read 'Gabriella Perkins - Nurse' some had already taken to calling her 'Gabby'. Gabriella was a modest and down to earth girl. With both parents six feet under, she was a leaf in the wind. Nothing truly holding her down. They had come to pass in a boat accident and drowned when she was eighteen. Her grandmother took her in and helped her through college before Nana Cindy passed away. Now it was just her. Determined to make something of her life, she tended to the sick and ailing. It was what her mother and grandmother both did. Her family was said to have a 'healing touch'. Just a saying, of course. Having moved from New York, she was enjoying a less bustling and noisy life. There was nothing truly special to her, or at least not that she could see. The woman was very easy to get along with. Miss Harrison... I'll have to bring some in tomorrow. You and I can indulge in lunch together. Of course there was a protest of modesty, but Gabby wasn't having it. It's not like I'd be making a souffle Misses Harrison. It's just a peanut butter and banana sandwich. Somehow the topic of favorite foods got brought up and it was Gabriella's favorite snack. Sadly the meds given may have the side effect of drowsiness, so Gabriella was careful make the woman comfortable. The next round of meds weren't due for another hour and she found herself wondering where the doctor was. She asked her head nurse who happened to walk pass the door. He's probably making his rounds as we speak or in his office. A simple assumption of course. Of course Misses Harrison put on a weary smile and reminded the girls that they were not alone and declared him 'the best doctor in the world'. With the new nurse still ignorant of the relation between patient and doctor, she just smiled. Slender manicured fingers idly fiddled with a raw hunk of ruby, about the size of a dime, that sat nestled in the valley of her bust upon a thin gold chain. The last gift from her grandmother. As far as relationships went, she was far and few in between. The last one having been almost a year ago and it only lasted six months. He 'needed a fresh start' and, while she doubt he had the same intentions as her, she did just that. Being twenty seven years old, she had plenty of time to think about what she wanted in life. Men were optional. That was her philosophy. She didn't need to have a child. She didn't need to be married. While both were nice, they were just that... optional. Gabby was never really one to 'hunt' for that perfect man. She preferred they were brought to her for trial and when the error was found, onto the next when he came across her. Oh she was no whore, but she had dated several men and learned that if she got too close that she could get hurt. However she was trying to change some of her views. New job. New city. New opportunities. Who knew what would happen?