For cassiemortmain, who once upon a time requested an S/T "meets in the ER waiting room" AU—hope this brings a smile my friend!
Sybil groaned, her shoulders and back aching; just 30 minutes left until her shift was over. She was removing her smock after helping deliver a baby, and while the aftermath of a hard labor was always rewarding, seeing mother and child bond in a matter of seconds, she couldn’t deny that what she longed for right now, more than anything, was a shower.
A shower and a massage; oh God, that would be heaven.
“Crawley!” She turned her head to the voice of her friend, Nurse Barrow. “Father’s finally here,” he told her. “You should probably tell him.”
Sybil nodded her head, thanking Thomas, before taking a towel and quickly mopping the sweat from her own face and neck, and checking her appearance one last time in the mirror. Eh, she would do. After all, she had just come from delivering a baby—a baby whose father wasn’t present, due to being stuck in traffic, after just getting back from Dublin, or so the man’s wife claimed. Well, he was in for a surprise!
She exited the maternity wing and went into the E.R. waiting room where she was told the man could be found. She didn’t even have to glance at the chart to figure out who he was.
The rather frantic looking bloke who was pacing back and forth.
Sybil smiled, and started to approach. He had his back to her, and she heard him ask a passing nurse, “Please, I’m trying to find a Dr. Crawley? Do you know where I can—”
The man turned, and Sybil stopped, her eyes widening slightly at the handsome face that greeted her, though it was his blue eyes that had truly robbed her of her speech. Good grief, it’s not like he’s the first handsome guy you’ve seen—tons of them around here. Get a hold of yourself! She shook her head, and tried to tell the rising blush in her cheeks to back off too. “Mr. Branson?” she repeated, putting on a smile and holding her hand out to him. “I’m Dr. Crawley.”
He blinked…and then seemed to register what she was saying. “Sorry,” he apologized, and then stepped forward and took her offered hand.
Was it her imagination? Or…was there a jolt of electricity between them?