You're All I Need《Nikki Sixx || Mötley Crüe || The Dirt》

{Chapter Fifty-Five}

*Mallory*

I finished pinning my nurse cap before giving myself one last look in the mirror to make sure I looked fine, then heading out of the employee room.

I stayed with Nikki for a while until Mick showed up and then I had to head to work.

"Hey Mallory," my friend, Rachel, smiled as I walked up to the reception desk.

"Hey," I smiled. "Anything new?"

"Nothing new, just a few people with pains or the flu earlier," she said, looking through the files "We did get an AIDS patient checked in. Poor guy looked like hell."

"Oh no," I frowned. "Think he has a chance?"

"Hard to tell. I've seen people bounce back, but the thing is still like Russian Roulette all over the place," She sighed.

I nodded as I examined the file.

"Well, we can have him on fluids and give him some AZT, try to break this fever for now," I said, thinking of something.

Rachel nodded. "Yeah, they just have him on saline for now and some morphine for the aches. I'll get him some AZT once he's more rested," she said.

I nodded as she spoke up again.

"Oh, hey, how're the guys doing with the album?" she asked.

"Pretty good, though Nikki's become a hell of a perfectionist," I laughed, making her laugh. "Of course... I feel like he's not being completely honest about something with me."

"How so?" she asked curiously.

"Well, I went to help him earlier with some songs he's stuck on, and the tracklist only had 10 songs so far. The album is expected to have 12."

"Maybe he's still writing them?" she shrugged. "Album's not due for another couple of months."

"I know, but Nikki's never left out songs like this, especially after all the hard work the guys have put in," I said.

"Hmm..." she said, thinking about it as then another nurse student, Hannah, came up to us.

"Hey, Mallory, bossman wants to see you," She said.

I furrowed my brows. "I mean, I gotta check on my patients," I said.

"Said its important," she shrugged.

"Don't worry. Its been a slow day and our worst case scenario is a kid with a marble stuck up his nose that Louise is taking care of. Hannah and I can handle a few minutes here," Rachel said. "We'll page if it gets serious."

I sighed and nodded. "Thanks girls," I nodded as I headed towards the doctor's office.

Once I arrived, I knocked on the door before slowly opening it.

"Dr. Emerson? You wanted to see me?" I asked.

He looked up from a folder he was writing in and smiled.

"Mallory, yes, come in," he motioned. "Have a seat."

I walked in and sat across from him.

"Do you want some water, a candy?" he asked politely, closing the folder before motioning to a candy bowl he had on his desk.

"No thank you sir," I said. "Is there something you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Ah, yes, there is. Now, Mallory, I know you have only been a nurse practitioner student with us for more than a year, but since your arrival you have proven to be highly exceptional and stellar," he praised. "You scored very high in your MCAT, and in just a few months you'll have enough credits to already earn your medical degree."