Danica Rose Millers has gone through hell on earth. She starts her internship at Seattle Grace Hospital and meets people who will change her life forever. She loves and loses and loves some more. Find out more on I've Loved and I've Lost.
Don finally calmed down enough for me to sew his hand laceration, which I'm currently doing now. I hear a female voice say the name Frank and I know this can only mean bad news. Don pulls back the curtains and is furious once again. "Get of her you perv!"
"Daddy," The girl says, appalled by her father's words. I get up after finishing the last of the stitch and stand in front of Don.
"Sir if you--"
"I will kill you, you son of a bitch!" He yells grabbing a fucking hammer. Where did he get a hammer!? He rushes forward as though not seeing me. Ocean Eyes tackles him, taking me down as well. My ears ring as my head hits the floor hard and there's a sudden pain in my thigh.
"Nice work," Owen compliments Ocean Eyes as he holds Don down. I look down and my eyes widen. The back of the hammer is impaled into my thigh.
"Tell that to my leg!" I yell as I lay back on the floor, my arm over my eyes.
"Oh shit," Ocean Eyes mutters.
"Avery, clean her up,"
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Danica POV
I lay on a hospital bed with my pant leg lifted up as Ocean Eyes stitches it up. I lay with my arm over my eyes, my hand clutching the sheets. "You alright there?" He asks. I hate needles and I'm a doctor. It doesn't make sense but I hate needles.
"Shut up Sky Blue and finish with my stitches that are your fault," I say pointedly, not even looking at him.
"Sky Blue huh? Already picking out nicknames for me," He teases as he continues stitching. The cut was deep but should heal fine as long as I don't let it get infected. My stomach does backflips as his hand rests on my bare thigh while his other does the stitch. "You're gonna have to relax. Your tensing and it's gonna mess with the stitches,"
"I am relaxed," I argue knowing damn well I'm tense as hell. "Who leaves a fucking hammer in an E.R.?" I blurt out without even thinking.
"Dumb people," He answers. I sit up slightly to look at him.
"I knew you left it there," I joke, trying to stop the smile on my face.
"I'm not dumb," He argues playfully. I mutter an okay before laying down. "I'm not,"
"Alright, don't take it personal Ocean Eyes," I laugh lightly, putting my arm back over my eyes.
"Another nickname. I should make one for you,"
"No," I laugh out, hard enough that my stomach tenses as chuckles escape my lips. He laughs too but we both stop as the door opens.
"Dani, how many times are you-- Oh, I didn't realize you had company," Derek says with a smirk. I know that smirk. It's the same smirk he gave me when I first met George.
"Yeah, I was just finishing up. Remember, keep it clean so it doesn't get infected," He says in a doctorly tone as he pats my thigh lightly before standing.
"Yes Doctor Baby Blues," I chuckle before he smiles at me and leaves. Derek comes over and pulls out his flashlight. I focus my eyes on him as he moves it side to side.
"So, getting friendly with the Mercy Westers, huh? Or just that specific Mercy Wester?" He asks with a knowing tone in his voice.
"Don't," I say simply. "Please don't"
He sighs as he puts away the flash light a motions for me to sit up. He looks at the back of my head before speaking again. "It's okay to move on Dani. I'm not saying you have to now but, it's okay to move on,"
"I can't Derek. I just--I can't. I don't think there's love like what I had with George, out there. Not for me anyways,"
"Hey," He puts a hand on my shoulder. "You are amazing. And if someone can't see that, they're an idiot," I nod lightly before hopping off the bed, regretting it instantly. "Careful, you got a hammer to the leg dummy,"
I chuckle lightly before limping out of the room.
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Danica POV
Once my shift is over, I limp over to Meredith's room and lay down on the couch, watching tv with her and Cristina. "Why are you limping?" Meredith asks, having only noticed once I walked in.
"I--"
"She got a hammer to the leg," Cristina says quickly before I can finish.
"What!?"
"It was an accident and I'm fine. I swear," I reassure, glaring at Cristina as she smirks. Our attention shifts when Alex walks into the room. Meredith turns off the tv as well all look to Alex.
"Tell me everything. Did you beat them? Did you kick their asses? Come on. I want a full report. Everything that happened,"
He looks down at the paper in his hand before speaking. "Izzie left me,"
"What?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
"She wrote a note and she left me. I--I don't--I don't know if she's coming back," He says honestly.
"What do you mean, she left? Where did she go?" Meredith asks confused. Alex chuckles sadly as he shrugs his shoulders. I watch as he slowly looks more like he's gonna cry.
"Go hug him," Meredith tells Cristina or I. Without even thinking I get up but he backs away and I sit back down. He's not ready for that yet.
