More Than Just A Dream | Amelia Shepherd x Reader

The First Cut Leaves The Biggest Mark

| y/n perspective |

After scrubbing in, I step into the OR to find my patient lying on the table. As I look at their shaved head, I go through the procedure in my mind.

Incision
Location
Clip
Close

Simple enough.

I know how to do this, I won't screw it up. Besides, if Amelia is watching, I can't screw it up.

| Amelia's perspective |

I watch y/n step into the OR. I can just see how nervous she is. As she steps towards the patient, I can just tell that she is repeating the procedure to herself.

She is adorable, honestly, and too humble. Y/n is an amazing surgeon, and wouldn't be working here if that weren't the case. I just wish she could see herself the way that I do. She is going to do amazing.

| y/n perspective |

"Count back from 10, 9, 8.." I tell my patient.
As they doze off, I take one last deep breathe and begin.

"Scalpel," I demand Bokhee, lifting my hand.

As I make the first incision, my nerves go away. I forgot how alive surgery makes me feel. Suddenly, it was like nobody was watching.

I proceed to cut a flap of skull, and as I lift the bone, I prepare myself for anything. Once lifted, it will just be me and this patient's brain. Nothing else will matter.

"Let's see what we're dealing with" I say to myself.

As I peer into my patient's brain, I use a microscope to scope out the scene. As I'm looking around, I notice across an aneurysm. Before I can panic, I remind myself that this is extremely common with head traumas, and that I knew this could happen.

It's okay, I've dealt with this before.

I proceed to rummage through the blood vessels, looking for an opening to clip.

"Aha"
I found it.

Without taking my eyes off of the brain, I ask Bokhee for the metal clip. I remain extremely cautious, trying not to move a muscle.

"Gotcha!" I exclaim as I clip the opening.

I wait a second, silence in the room.
No more blood!

I did it! I actually did it!

With a sigh of relief, I close up my patient's brain.

| Amelia's perspective |

This can be such a nerve racking procedure. You truly do not know what to expect until
you make that first cut — although that is the case in any surgery, it especially applies to craniotomies.

I watch intently, speaking to her in my mind.

You got this!
Come on y/n!

I am practically on the edge of my seat, when suddenly y/n clips the flow!

"That's my girl!" I whisper.

I look around the observation room,
There's no way I just said that out loud.
I don't think anyone heard me, luckily.