Out of the Blue {Jonathan Toews}

Out of the Blue

{Christine}

I hiked my purse higher on my shoulder. My scrubs were too thin to protect my skin from the bitter Chicago wind.

My morning was going less than great. The water pipe froze and broke at our apartment building while I was mid shampoo, so I had to rinse my hair with eight cans of Sprite. Then, I went to get in my car only to realize that the battery was dead. Plus, I was running late and had five minutes until my shift started and a thirty minute walk ahead of me.

When I finally reached the hospital, my hair was a mess and my makeup was smudged.

"Christine, you look like you got hit by a bus," Dr. Manta commented when I walked into the nursing station. "That still doesn't explain why you're," he paused to check his watch, "forty five minutes late."

"I'm so sorry everything just happened at once," I tried to say, but he held up his hand to stop me.

"I don't need excuses, Ms. Brown," he said, looking up at me. "You have patients to care for."

I sighed and grabbed the nearest patient chart off the table. Great. A mental patient. I walked across the hall to his bed.

"Hello, Mr. Sanders, how are you today?" I asked as pleasantly as I could.

"You aren't my doctor," he told me. He had dried pudding in his beard. I smiled despite my true thoughts.

"No, sir, I am not, but I am your nurse," I said. "I really need you to let me change your IV."

He flung his arm over his IV site.

"No!! I want a doctor to do it! You're an imposter!" he yelled. Suddenly, his eyes squeezed shut and his heart monitor went flat. Shit.

"We've got a code in here! Starting CPR!" I yelled out. I ran over to the other side of the bed and began pumping on his chest. Other doctors and nurses ran in and began attaching various tubes and machines. "Someone call psych!"

We continued pushing drugs and CPR before his heart finally got a normal pulse.

"Ashley, can you replace his IV? I have some paper work I really need to finish," I said. Ashley rolled her eyes at me. I was going to ignore it, but with the day I'd been having, I wasn't about to let her slide.

"Look, who's the head nurse?" I snapped. She looked at me sheepishly.

"You are," she said.

"And when I tell you to replace an IV, you do it. Are we clear Ms. Drake?"

She nodded and I walked away. What a morning.

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Okay so I also have another story currently going on called "I Never Told You". The plan is to update both stories, so I won't be quitting either. I've never written a Blackhawks story and even though I'm a Bruins fan, I really wanted to write this.

Thanks so much for reading!