Yellow Ledbetter

Roman Holiday

The stent removal was an absolute success.

There were no complications, but JD had her stay a few days just to make sure that things would be alright. Jane finally felt better after what felt like years as her heart felt like it was beating correctly.

She wanted to push herself to the limit and heal faster, but the doctors kept saying no. It was frustrating for her, but she knew she needed to heal. She was going to be released hopefully that afternoon, depending on what Amelia says about her brain.

Maura had stepped out for a moment to get something to eat when JD and Amelia walked in. "Hey Jane! Good to see you!" Amelia smiled. "Hey." Jane said, "How are you?" "I'm doing good. Do you want to wait for Maura to come back?" She asked, taking a seat.

"I can relay the message. Am I finally done with, you know, me being 'dead'?" Jane sat cross legged. "Your heart is doing excellent. I've sent the MRI's over to Cristina and she's giving the 'all clear'. You'll still need to check in with a cardiologist once every six months and I'll get you set up with one." JD smiled.

"Thank God, no offense." Jane said. "None taken." JD chuckled. "Now, your scans are not showing any signs of tumor regrowth, but I am worried about your mental state. Have you had any nightmares or any headaches in the last six months?"Amelia pulled a notepad out.

Jane's eyebrows knit, "Now that I think about it, yeah. I've had more frequent nightmares." "How many have you had in the last, let's say, five days?" "At least two a night."

Amelia looked at JD before back at Jane, "I wanna keep you in for another night and run some tests. I do wanna check again to make sure that we didn't miss anything. Okay?" She said.

"Alright, if there is anyway that I can have a good night's sleep, then I'll take it." Jane smiled.

"Great, now I want to introduce you to a good friend of mine." Amelia motioned to someone outside, "Jane this is Doctor Roman Holiday. He specializes on PTSD recovery as well as Psychiatric care."

"Your name is seriously Roman Holiday?" She asked, shaking his hand. "Yup, my mum was a big Audrey Hepburn fan. I've got a younger sister named Eliza." He said.

He was fairly tall, standing at about 6' 1". His hair looked red in the hospital florissant light, but Jane was drawn in by his blue eyes. She had never seen blue eyes so dreamy before. They were almost like the type of blue she vaguely remembered Abree saying she loved looking at.

"Are you... you're not from around here are you?" Jane looked at Amelia briefly before back to him.

"Erm. Yes. I'm from Liverpool. Went to Uni at Oxford, Med school at Harvard and met Doctor Shepherd during residency. I was a resident at Grey Sloan and moved out this direction at the request of the director of operations here." He put his hands in his coat pockets.

"PTSD recovery...so therapy?" "Yes and no. I'm part of a research program that studies all cases of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and we are looking into trying to find ways to help patients. Right now we are looking into triggers and adaptive behaviors. However, your case is very interesting as since you show signs and have triggers according to staff, but you had a major brain tumor and word has it that it's all tied."

"How though? I mean, why would my tumor tie into my PTSD? You are aware of what happened to me." Jane shuddered, trying to avoid even thinking about it.

"Yes I am. That's what I want to find out." Roman looked at Amelia and JD, "Can I have a moment with the Captain please?" The two surgeons nodded before leaving.

"Miss Rizzoli-" "That's what my Ma is called. Please, call me Jane." "Alright then, Jane, I want you to be honest with me, okay? I want to have weekly sessions with you and your family, sometimes together and sometimes separate. I want to be able to help you in any human way possible that I can to get past the root of your trauma. Our goal in this study is to be able to find ways to help with PTSD and treatments. And, with your consent, I would love to treat a war hero."

Jane looked into his blue eyes, almost as if she was being hypnotized, "May I speak with my wife and let you know tomorrow?" "Of course. I'll come by tomorrow and see what you would like to do." He smiled.

He stood up and shook her hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you Jane. I hope I get to know you more." "Thank you Doctor Holiday." She smiled.

He began to exit when Maura walked in. "Jane, I spoke with Doctor Shepherd. What's this about a PTSD therapy...oh hello there." She stopped in front of Roman.

"Maura, this Doctor Roman Holiday. Doctor Holiday, this is my wife Maura." Jane motioned. "A pleasure to meet you Maura. I look forward to hopefully getting to know you." Roman shook her hand.

"As well to you." "I'll see you tomorrow." He smiled before leaving.

Maura turned to Jane, "We definitely gotta keep Abree away from him." "I was literally about to tell you about how good looking he is."

"So, can you tell me what he talked to you about?" "It's complicated." "Jane." "Alright, alright. He wants me to participate in a study on PTSD." Jane explained, telling her everything he had said.

Maura sat on the bed, "What do you want to do?" "I don't know. On one hand, I'm curious about what I can do, but on the other, I don't wanna subject you and the kids to an extensive therapy session." Jane ran a hand through her hair.

Maura took Jane's hands into hers, "Whatever you decide is what we will do. Okay? You've got severe PTSD and don't think that I don't know about your nightmares." "Maura..."

"Jane," Maura put a hand on her cheek, "I want you to heal and I wanna help. I don't care if the kids have to go to therapy, at the end of the day, if this helps you heal then I'm for it. But, it's your decision and I will be there for you no matter what. Okay?"

Jane nods before kissing Maura's forehead.