"Fay? Wha- when hi?" he asked "You went to Mercy West? I thought you were going to MassGen?"
"Yeah well you haven't called and when I call you, you don't answer so, how would you know?"
Faith's hospital gets merged with another. Her brother works th...
"you are my person, my heartbeat, my slow dance, my Sunday morning sipping on coffee, in bed."
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"Jackson." Faith whisper yelled at the resident, "JACKSON"
He rolled off the bottom bunk of the on-call room, popping right up as he hit the floor.
"What? What are you okay?" when he looked over at the younger girl, he found her in a fit of giggles. "Faith, what, why'd you wake me up?"
"Your pager was beeping, it seems urgent, but yo-you fell off the bed," she said in a fit of giggles once more.
"Oh my god," Jackson said under his breath while he walked out of the room.
"Hey wait, I wanna see what you got!"
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"Happy Thanksgiving Dr. Robbins!"
"Faith what did I say about that? That you should cal--"
"Call you Arizona, right, sorry."
The blonde smiled at the girl as they made their way to their patient, Nicholas Jacobsen who has a very very bad nosebleed that hasn't stopped.
"When did the bleeding start?" Faith asked the parents of Nicholas.
"This morning. He's had these before. I just--" Faith looked up at the mother with a sympathetic look, "I've never seen a nosebleed go on like this." Faith looked back down at Nicholas, trying to wipe the blood off the bottom of his nose.
"There's blood on Timmy mom!" the young boy said to his mother talking about the drawing he was creating.
"Mr. and Mrs. Jacobsen, can I see you?" Derek spoke to the two.
"Go ahead, we'll be fine." Faith gave the couple a nod of reassurance.
"Nicholas has what is called an Arteriovenous Malformation."
"It's a cluster of tangled blood vessels in his brain." Arizona stepped in to explain. "It's what's causing the bleeding."
"In order to stop the bleeding, we need to remove it," Derek explains further.
"Y-y-you mean like brain surgery or.." the husband inhales deeply.
"I'll do everything I can to protect the brain tissue and minimize damage."
