New to Seattle

7. Therapy and Thunderstorms!

I kept my promise, okay. It's been another few weeks since Owen discharged me. I'm currently not cleared to do any surgeries but I am free to at least study and watch surgeries from the gallery. I have also been signed up to see Dr Wyatt three times a week. It's all crap. so far all we have discussed, or should I say, all I have been willing to discuss is my relationships with others in the hospital. This day annoyingly is another therapy session. As I made my way into the elevator to go up to Dr Wyatt's office, Arizona was inside. I gave her my usual mischievous look before facing away from her,

Shell- Robbins...

Arizona- Grey...

as we reached the next floor the elevator emptied apart from Arizona and I. I felt her move closer to me, then she brushed a few stray hairs with her fingers before planting small kisses on my neck. I bit my lip and closed my eyes as I quietly moaned in pleasure.

Shell- Robbins, what are you doing?

Arizona- I've missed you.

Shell- you literally stayed at my place for the last week. 

Arizona- so? you're still healing. we cant have sex yet.

Shell- so you think this is going to make it better.

Arizona- It sounds like it's working.

I turned to face her and we started to kiss passionately. her hands tangled into my hair as mine made their way up the back of her scrub top. The feel of her skin was so soft. we were interrupted by the elevator coming to its next stop. the doors opened as we tried to quickly come apart. Typically the person who got on was Dr Wyatt. I felt my eyes physically roll as I now know the next subject she will be bringing up in today's session. the ride up to the next floor was all silent. as the doors opened Arizona left so I was left alone with my shrink. Yay!

Wyatt- you two seem close

Shell- my session hasn't started yet. I don't need to discuss anything with you. 

Wyatt- okay, if that's how it is.

the doors to the elevator opened up on the floor we needed. we silently walked through the halls towards her office door. she opened the door then gestured for me to take a seat on the couch.

Wyatt- please take a seat. so today there are a few things I would like to talk about.

Shell- okay.

Wyatt- so a few days ago we spoke about your relationships with people here in the hospital. you said Dr Robbins is your closest friend, correct.

Shell- yeah, she is my person. we have been close for years.

Wyatt- is she the reason you transferred to this hospital?

Shell- no. it was the Neuro department.

Wyatt- really, it wasn't because she moved here a month before you did?

Shell- I mean it helped me make my decision I suppose. 

Wyatt- how do you feel about Dr Robbins?

Shell- she is great. 

Wyatt- is that all?

Shell- what more do you want me to say. she looked out for me at med school and she is my best friend.

Wyatt- so you don't have any romantic feeling towards her?

Shell- eww, no. I've never had romantic feeling towards anybody.

Wyatt- I think there may be some feelings there that you are trying to cover up. 

Shell- look I have never loved anybody in my life. the one time I was close to it, and that was with a parental figure, was the couple that nearly adopted me but when they sent me back to the foster home I promised myself I would never drop my guard again.