Doctor, Please...

Chapter 12

I scrubbed my arms for a whole 3 minutes. My breath was caught in my throat the whole time. When I finally did step into the OR, the whole world was in slow motion and I could hear the air entering my lungs over everything else. I walked up to the table while the nurses covered me in PPE.
"10 blade." I made my request loud and assertive. Suddenly the whole room roared to life and we were going full speed ahead. Dr. Webber gave me a thumbs up and I made my first cut. About half- way through the surgery, his blood pressure started to drop.
" Dr. Webber! What do I do?!" I yelled, though he stayed silent. He was going to let me kill this patient! I suddenly remembered that this patient was on blood thinners and quickly ordered the scrub nurses to push a coagulator into his IV so his blood would clot and he would stop bleeding from places he shouldn't be bleeding from. Soon his blood pressure began to rise and his vitals normalized.
" Thank God." I whispered to myself. The rest of the surgery went on with out a hitch and I had just completed my first ever solo surgery. I hurriedly scrubbed out and ran to go find Derek. I think he scheduled his hemagioblastoma resection for tomorrow. I found him in the Attendings Lounge. Before I entered, I calmed myself and put a somber expression on my face. I walked in and gave him my very best puppy dog eyes.
" Oh no, did you lose him? What happened? Did Webber have to step in?" I shook my head and covered my face with my hands, shaking my shoulders a little to make it seem like I was crying.
" I- I - I was PERFECT! I went in there and it was MY OR! There was only one complication and it was an easy fix. Babe, I nailed it!" I yelled, jumping on him and wrapping my legs around his hips. I let my fingers entwine in his hair and I kissed him passionately.
" Babe!!! That's AMAZING! I told you you could do it!" He put me down and mushed my face between his hands, kissing me back with the same force I tackled him with a minute earlier. Richard walked in and soon after Addison. I gave her a sly smile.
" Oops, looks like you've been caught!" Addison said looking smug. I laughed.
" Addison, do you want to tell me why my star pupil and my head of neurosurgery are both complaining of a hostile work environment? Being a surgeon is hostile enough as is, and they CERTAINLY don't need you following them around, causing nothing but misery! Now, get out of this lounge or get out of this hospital!" Richard ripped Addison a new orifice for shit to spew out of and I almost couldn't contain my laughter.
" You did great in there today, Dean. But don't get overconfident, that's how mistakes are made. Derek, you grab on tight and never let go, you've got a great one don't let her get away." Richard said which was only a little bit awkward. But Derek replied with something that made my whole day even better somehow.
"I would never even dream of it. I couldn't forgive myself if I messed it up with her." he said all this while staring into my eyes. It was the cutest thing someone has ever said to me. Richard left the room, meaning we had it to ourselves.
"By the way, what was that thing about your mom being in France?" Derek asked. Damn it I thought he forgot about that.
"Well, she has Alzheimers as you know, but she asked me to keep it a secret. From everyone. Especially him. I don't know what it is about him but she really doesn't want him to know." I said. He thought about it for a minute. Then a look of understanding and overwhelming shock set in.
"What? What did you just figure out?" I asked. He shook his head.
"Babe you really don't want to know." He said, shaking his head.
"Um, yes. Yes I do." I said, not knowing what he was about to say.
"The chief was sleeping with your mom." He said.
"WHAT? There's no way. My mom was married when they started working together. I was 3. She was married to my dad. A few years later my dad left... oh my God. My dad left a little after the day at the carousel. Richard met my mom at the carousel at the park. Richard was saying something, my mom started crying and screaming and Richard all but ran away. Then my dad left us and we moved to Boston. And, and that was it, we never saw either of them again. I know my dad still lives here in Seattle, but I didn't know what came of Richard, until now I guess. I didn't even put together that, the Chief was Richard. This is crazy." I said. I sat down on the couch and stared off into space. I felt Derek grab my hand and his thumb stroked over the back of it. He was being supportive, but I could tell he was mad for me. I wasn't even angry, I was sad. Richard was the reason I Never had a family. The reason my dad left and never looked back. The reason my entire life was the way it was.
"Babe you don't have to do your solo week with him if you don't want to. I will understand completely." He said. I was still staring off. I needed minute to comprehend the emotions that came with the new information I had just learned.
"Wynter? Wynter!" Derek's voice cut through my thoughts and I looked up at him. 
"Are you ok?" He asked. I nodded. 
"I think so, I think once the shock subsides I'm going to be royally pissed off." I said. He nodded. 
"Yeah, I'm already royally pissed off for you." He said, chuckling. I let out a half-hearted giggle and began staring at nothing again. This was going to be a week from hell.