Once Upon A Wonderland~ Killian Jones

Surgeries Save Lives

Word count: 1396

John Doe's surgery was done. It was surprisingly smooth; his heart didn't fail, no organs were compromised, the bleeders didn't burst. Without problem, we got the bleeding under control.

What worried me was Dr. Whale. He was going to observe, and assist every once in a while, but he didn't show up until the last ten minutes.

I was elbow-deep in the man's chest when Dr. Whale burst in, fully scrubbed.

"Dr. Whale, where the hell were you?!" I said angrily, ignoring the fact that I had half my arm inside a man'a torso.

"Relax, I was just stretching my legs." He replied smoothly. I fixed him with a glare.

"If your name is on the OR board, it means your scheduled for a surgery. Which means you have to show up for the surgery."

"But I'm here now," He raised his eyebrows. "Is there anything I can do to help?" I retracted my hands, having finished tying the last bleeder.

"We're done here, so you can close off," I huffed. "But you better make sure this guy doesn't even have a trace of a scar." I ordered, walking away from the patient. A nurse peeled off my blood-soaked gloves and I walked into the scrubbing room. I quickly washed my hands and left the room, praying that Dr. Whale was completely sober.

When I reached the waiting room, the group of fairy tale characters were still there, waiting. When they saw me coming, they stood up. "How'd it go?" Mary Margret asked.

I smiled warmly, letting the good news cheer me up. "It went really well. There were no complications or anything," I paused, then continued hesitantly, "I'm sorry to relay though that Dr. Whale was not scrubbed in until the last few minutes, though. He's closing the patient up now." Ruby smiled at me knowingly.

"No good is going to come from this." Leroy grumbled and David silenced him with a few words.

"When can we see him?" Charming asked.

"He'll be awake in a few hours, so if you want you can go home, rest, and I'll call you when he's awake." I smiled. Mary Margret let out a sigh of relief and pulled me into a hug.

"Thank you, Grace." She whispered.

"No problem." I whispered back.

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Killian's room was sure to be filled with interns, I thought as I walked down the hall in my fresh scrubs. They were probably just checking him post-operation, but the petty part of my brain was convinced that they were just there because they liked him. Which was a problem, because at the moment, I despised him.

The lights flickered above me as I cruised down the hallway. It was always cheerful in this part of the hospital (mostly because the best nurses were stationed here). The halls were quieter than usual, without the usual bustle of interns and residents scurrying around. I stopped at the nurses station to inquire about it.

"I'm not sure, I think they're all checking their post-ops. It's the middle of the afternoon, I'm sure that most of them are on their lunch break." The nurse said. I liked her, she was one of the best scrub nurses.

"Thank you Rose. I'll just be checking 118's stats and then I'll be out of your way." I smiled and headed over to 118, the current home of the one and only Mr. Jones. As soon as I opened the door, I knew why all the staff were gone.

"And just what are you doing in here?" I bellowed, steam practically hissing from my ears from anger. Almost everyone I'd assigned to Hook's case were crowded in his tiny hospital room. 4 interns were sharing chairs, 2 residents were sitting on the tiny window seat, and there was even a nurse seated at the end of his bed. Every head whipped towards me when I entered and they all froze in fear, caught red-handed.