His Doctor (Chris Evans x Reader) [ON HOLD]

Chapter 4

After 4 hours of surgery time of death was 4:46 AM. It was currently 6:02 and I should be clocking out and getting coffee and donuts like I promised. But in this moment, I sit on one of the beds in the on-call room staring down at my hands.

I should have been able to save him. I'm better than this what the hell is wrong with me? I let a good man; no, a great man die today.

Dr. Green was my mentor in college and meeting him again when I got my job here was the most amazing thing I could have. He was the only one I knew until I met Lisa.

He was kind hearted and outgoing, he was the kind of doctor I strived to be.

I felt the tears fall and I let them for a minute before wiping my face and standing up. Taking a deep breath, I leave the on-call room and head to the staff lockers. I needed to change into civilian clothes and head to get what I promised. I would continue my day with Lisa like nothing happened but when I get home around noon, I would finally let myself feel.

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7:30 AM, I pull up to the theater. I'm surprised to see more than one car there but I ignore it as I grab our coffees and donuts. I had gotten a half dozen variety pack and coffee. I was lucky cause the coffee place accidently made an extra and gave it to me. I figured I'd drink it an hour and a half in since I would need it.

I mean I never got to go back to sleep last night.

I walk into the theater to hear quiet chatter.

"Lisa?" I ask as I walk down to the first row. I see three people sitting there, Lisa being one of them.

"Oh darling! I told you not to come!" I felt a small smile appear.

"When have I ever been one to listen." She chuckled slightly remembering some of the stories I've told her.

"Never I suppose. However, I brought Chris and Scott along with me. So, you don't need to stay." I waved her off as I set the coffee and donuts on the director's table.

"I'm already here I might as well help." I tell them before putting my hands on my hips. Neither Scott or Chris had said anything, and it made me feel a bit uncomfortable. Scott must have noticed it as I started to shift a bit in my spot.

"Ahhh coffee, what did you get me?" He asked standing up and walking to the table. I rolled my eyes.

"Well, they gave me an extra, but I don't need it so take it. Chris you're welcome to my drink if you want it. I'm not really in the mood for coffee right now." Although I said it I was bullshitting. I needed like 7 cups of coffee to function right now. Lisa stopped what she was doing and turned to me.

"You can't bullshit a bullshitter missy."

"Ma! Since when did you start cussing?" Scott asked in shocked as he almost spit out the coffee he had just sipped on.

"Oh, hush now Scott. I'm right and she knows it. Tell me how much sleep did you get after we left?" My head bowed down a bit as I looked at my hands. I felt like a child being reprimanded for eating a cookie without permission.

"None. I was in surgery until 6 this morning." I tell her honestly. I knew of all people I could never lie to her; it just wasn't something I could manage.

"Right, saving that Doctor fellow who had been shot." She turns back and starts working on the scripts stacking them together in packs so we can staple them together for the children. "How's he doing sweetie?" The boys remained silent as she spoke watching the situation unfold.

I could feel the misty eyes starting as I looked down at my hands. Hoping to prevent tears being shed I look up at the ceiling lights and blink a few times.