Just a short fanfic about Stacy returning to the hospital.
A seconde Chance
A jour like any other. Not much happening in the hospital. I had just solved another case, and was now in the process of avoiding my clinic hours par cleverly hiding in the last place Cuddy would ever look for me… the clinic. As it approached five o’clock I got ready to go accueil for the day. As I limped out of the hospital I saw the one person I never thought I would see again. The woman who broke my heart, Stacey. I just stood there a moment staring. I finally walked up to her. She a dit softly and almost shyly, “Hi, Greg.” Oh how the sound of her voice brought back memories. Our first date. Living together. Her leaving me. “Hi, Stacey,” I replied. “Look I this isn’t the most ideal time but…”She said, “But I j-just needed to see you. Things have just been so hectic, and I‘ve just been so, so lonely.” At the last word I saw a single tear rolled down her cheek. I pulled her into arms, something I’ve wanted to do for so long. “What about Mark?” I said. “We got a divorce about a an ago.” She replied. “I’d tell toi I was sorry…But I’m not.” I said. With that I kissed her and with her lips pressed against mine I suddenly forgot the years of loneliness, I even, for that fleeting moment that seemed to last forever, forgot my pain.
A seconde Chance
A jour like any other. Not much happening in the hospital. I had just solved another case, and was now in the process of avoiding my clinic hours par cleverly hiding in the last place Cuddy would ever look for me… the clinic. As it approached five o’clock I got ready to go accueil for the day. As I limped out of the hospital I saw the one person I never thought I would see again. The woman who broke my heart, Stacey. I just stood there a moment staring. I finally walked up to her. She a dit softly and almost shyly, “Hi, Greg.” Oh how the sound of her voice brought back memories. Our first date. Living together. Her leaving me. “Hi, Stacey,” I replied. “Look I this isn’t the most ideal time but…”She said, “But I j-just needed to see you. Things have just been so hectic, and I‘ve just been so, so lonely.” At the last word I saw a single tear rolled down her cheek. I pulled her into arms, something I’ve wanted to do for so long. “What about Mark?” I said. “We got a divorce about a an ago.” She replied. “I’d tell toi I was sorry…But I’m not.” I said. With that I kissed her and with her lips pressed against mine I suddenly forgot the years of loneliness, I even, for that fleeting moment that seemed to last forever, forgot my pain.
Another Week went by.
Didn´t hear anything from Wilson ou Cuddy ou somebody else.
Dr. Travis and i went out for a walk. Today we talked about my childhood.
It was not easy talking about my Dad and Mum.
But i think we´ve had a good start at this chapter of my life.
There are often moments i´m jsut a little afraid about talking in this intimate way to Dr. Travis. Normally it´s Wilson i talk to like this. And there are many things he didn´t know yet like Dr. Travis.
My leg hurt a little when we were back. Emma brought me my pill and i swallowed it down.
I had some French pain grillé and two ou three cups of coffee.
Frank had a girlfriend since three days. Her Name is Sally. She´s nice...for Frank. She had the Asperger syndrome, poor little girl.
So, this evening is damn boring. I played the guitar, listened to the chant birds outside, fighted with that Zombie-Bitch and.....
par tomorrow, ít knocks.
G.H.
(TBC)
Didn´t hear anything from Wilson ou Cuddy ou somebody else.
Dr. Travis and i went out for a walk. Today we talked about my childhood.
It was not easy talking about my Dad and Mum.
But i think we´ve had a good start at this chapter of my life.
There are often moments i´m jsut a little afraid about talking in this intimate way to Dr. Travis. Normally it´s Wilson i talk to like this. And there are many things he didn´t know yet like Dr. Travis.
My leg hurt a little when we were back. Emma brought me my pill and i swallowed it down.
I had some French pain grillé and two ou three cups of coffee.
Frank had a girlfriend since three days. Her Name is Sally. She´s nice...for Frank. She had the Asperger syndrome, poor little girl.
So, this evening is damn boring. I played the guitar, listened to the chant birds outside, fighted with that Zombie-Bitch and.....
par tomorrow, ít knocks.
G.H.
(TBC)