Chloe Beale is head of cardiac surgery at Grey-Sloan Memorial Hospital. She is one of the best and most requested surgeons in Seattle.
She worked hard for that dream to come true.
One day a girl with massive injuries is brought into the ER. Someho...
Today was the day. It was Tuesday, 5am and I was standing in front of my house waiting for the cab to pick me up.
"I'm going to miss you. I don't want you to go", Beca complained and pulled me in for a hug.
"It's only a job interview. I'll be back in three days", I made clear and placed a kiss on her nose.
"But what if they take you, what are we gonna do?", the brunette wanted to know and grabbed my hand.
"We will figure something out, okay? I promise", I said and saw the yellow car turning around the corner, stopping right in front of us.
"I guess that's mine", I whispered and looked at Beca. I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and gave her a kiss. "I love you so much, take care", I mumbled and smiled warmly as the wind blew through my curly, red hair.
"Take care yourself and bring me something from the city that never sleeps! I love you more", the girl declared as I turned away. The driver got out of the car and helped me put my suitcase in the trunk. Then he held open the door so I could climb in. When he started the engine I waved at Beca. I was going to miss her but the excitement took over the sadness.
Beca's POV:
I watched the cab, with Chloe inside, drive away. A tear rolled down my face but I wiped it away immediately. "Please be okay, Chlo", I sighed before I made my way back in.
Chloe's POV:
"I'm guessing your destiny is the airport, Ma'am?", the man asked, focused on the road, waiting for me to reply. "Yes, please", I answered and looked out of the window watching trees and houses pass. After a 15-minute-car ride we arrived at the airport. I searched for my purse in order to pay the cab driver. "Here it is", I expressed when I found it and handed him 20$. "Keep it", I said politely, thanked him, grabbed my suitcase and entered the big entrance hall of Seattle's airport. Everything went well and two hours later I was sitting in the plane. I put in my airpods and switched on music. Quietly I was humming to the melody of the song.
The plane took off and 5 hours later it safely landed in New York City.
I left Beca a message.
Me: Everything went well. I'm in NY now. I love you. Kisses sent 4:35pm
(It was 1:35pm in Seattle. New York is 3 hours ahead)
The way to the hotel I would stay in for the following two nights wasn't too far away so I decided to walk instead of taking a cab. It was a nice october afternoon and the temperature was just right. The leaves were shining in all different colors and now and then one floated to the ground.
"Hello, my name is Chloe Beale. I have booked a room for the 13th til 15th October", I introduced myself when I stood in front of the reception and handed the woman my booking confirmation and my ID-card.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Beale. Glad to have you here", the female receptionist greeted me and checked some things on her computer before handing me back my ID-card. "Your room number is 2347. It's on the second floor at the end of the hallway. Here's your keycard", she explained nicely and gave me a white, little card, "Have a great stay."
"Thanks so much", I said and made my way to the elevator. Luckily I had no trouble finding the right room and carefully opened it with the help of the keycard. It looked amazing and exhausted I let myself drop onto the huge bed.
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