"Do you feel ill at all?" O'Hara asked, glancing briefly at Finn as she folded up the quilt expertly and draped it at the foot of the bed. With that done, she turned and took a few steps so she was beside Finn's head again. "What's wrong?" she asked as she placed a firm hand on her patient's back and rubbed up and down gently, still not realizing what her touch did to the girl. "Finn?"
Finn took deep breaths, sighing softly at the feel of O’Haras hand, before clenching her fists and blurting suddenly. “Would you want to go out with me??” She turned even redder, covering her mouth as she stared up at the doctor, terrified. Did I just say that?? What did I just fucking do??
O'Hara blinked her wide brown eyes in shock. She's joking, was her first thought. No, she isn't, was her immediate second. She took a small step back and withdrew her hand from Finn's back, absolutely reeling from the bomb she'd just dropped. "I…" For the first time in a long while, Dr. Eleanor O'Hara had been rendered speechless. And by one of her patients, no less. "I…" She swallowed and composed herself briefly. "I'm sorry, I'll be right back. I have to drop off these forms." With that, the flustered doctor picked up the file and hurried out of the curtained-off space.
(I have a plan)
Finn hung her head, shaking with panic as she heard the familiar clicks of O'Hara leaving. She pulled the blankets back around her and rolled to her side, covering her face as she tried to turn back time. Why?? Why are you like this?? She scolded, tearing up at the thought that she had scared her own doctor away.
(Ooh… I am quite intrigued)
O’Hara walked by the nurse’s station, flushed and shaking her head in disbelief. It took Jackie only seconds to intercept her.
“What is going on with you? Where have you been?”
Quickly, O’Hara put up her natural steely front. “Doing my job, Jacks.” She placed Finn’s file in a wire basket and watched as another patient was wheeled in on a stretcher. O’Hara sighed. “I have to take that. In a few minutes, could you check in on Bed 4 for me? And…” She plucked a sticky note from Zoey’s desk and a pen from Sam’s. Quickly, she jotted something down on it, folded it up, and handed it to Jackie. “Give her this, would you?”
“You got it,” Jackie said, and O’Hara strode away dutifully to claim the next patient.
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As she’d promised, Jackie went to check on Finn in about five minutes from when she’d talked to O’Hara. “Hi, honey,” she greeted, checking the IV fluids. “How are you feeling?"
Finn sat up, quickly pasting on the best i'm fine face that she could. "Much better." She rasped, adjusting her position slightly for the nurse. "I think O'Hara checked the IV earlier…"
"Just doing my job," Jackie murmured, reading a few notes and Finn's monitors. "O'Hara had to take another patient. I think she'll be back to check on you later, but she wanted me to give you this." Jackie extended the note O'Hara had written towards Finn.
Finn blushed hard, shakily taking the note and unfolding it slowly. "Oh, uh. Alright." She mumbled, beginning to read the note
Written on the paper in elegant handwriting that could only belong to Dr. O'Hara was one simple word. Yes.
Finn's heart leaped as she smiled excitedly, reading the note over and over and over until she couldn't get the image out of her head. She held it close to her chest, smiling up at the ceiling. Maybe… that wasn't a mistake after all.
Jackie couldn't help but smile, even though she knew nothing about the events that had transpired in the last 10 minutes between O'Hara and Finn. "Good news?" she asked, leaning to adjust a few of the IV tubes.
Finn grinned, nodding excitedly as the pain was forgotten for just a moment. "Yes." She smiled. "Very good news."
Jackie nodded and began to clean up a bit around the bed, a signal that Finn would most likely be on her way soon. "O'Hara's the best. I would trust her with my life."
Finn watched, fidgeting nervously at the thought of the doctor coming back. What was she going to do??
"Y-yeah…" Finn stuttered, pressing her lips together and staring down at the bed. "She is really great."
Finn didn't have to wonder for long. In fact, it was mere seconds before the curtain drew back to reveal Dr. O'Hara in all her glory. "I am, aren't I?" she asked, stepping into the space with a wink at Finn. "How's the head?" She walked in, drawing the curtain closed behind her, and took a position on the opposite side of the bed as Jackie. In her hands, she held lab result papers and kept glancing between them and Finn. Her eyes caught on the note in Finn's hand, and she smirked for a moment before letting it drop so Jackie didn't see.
"I thought you had a patient," Jackie remarked, arching her eyebrows as she looked over at O'Hara.
The doctor instantly frowned. "I thought I did too. Cruz swooped in like a damned vulture and edged me out!" She rolled her eyes. "I hope he gets his someday. And I hope I'm there to see it when it happens."
Finn chose to stay quiet, watching their interaction with a small smile. She shifted again in her bed, clearing her throat slightly as she leaned back. “Y-yeah. I’m… I’m glad you’re here though.” She murmured timidly
O'Hara's eyes softened, but she showed no other visible emotional reaction. "Jacks, I've got this one. Go help Cruz, the sexist bastard. I swear, he'd better have a bloody good apology."
Jackie smirked at her friend's casual language and left.
With a sigh, O'Hara looked back down at Finn. "I see you got my note," she remarked casually.
Finn locked back down, her face returning to the same crimson hue as earlier as she fiddled with the note in her hands. “Yeah…” she smiled, brushing her hair back
(Okay, so can we just forget about the pain in her leg lol)
"Your scans came back. Everything looks good," O'Hara remarked. "You're very lucky." She finished reading the files and shut the folder. Her eyes made direct contact with Finn's, and she arched her eyebrows. "Is that why you were blushing like a madwoman the entire time?" she questioned knowingly.
(Yeah lmao)
Finn nodded, sighing with relief at the good news. She didn’t know what she would do if she was seriously injured.
She turned flush again, toying with the blankets as she shrugged gently. “Y-yeah… maybe.”
"I'll have Jackie finish up your paperwork and release you officially," O'Hara said formally. Her eyes darted to the curtain, making sure no one would come in before she bent down and leaned toward Finn's face. She placed her lips directly beside Finn's ear, knowing with satisfaction that it would make the girl squirm, and murmured. "Red Owl bar on the corner of Fairway. 7 o'clock. Don't be late." She drew back and slipped out of the curtain.
Finn gulped, the feeling of O'Hara's lips so close making her shiver, turning her red. She nodded, smiling softly as she watched the woman disappear. "Goddamn…" She murmured, already nervous.
"Jacks, Bed 4 needs to be released," O'Hara called out as she strode by the nurse's station.
"On it!" Jackie replied, looking eager to get out of a conversation with Zoey she'd gotten trapped in. How? She had no clue. She made her way to Bed 4 and pulled the curtain back the entire way. "Alright, honey, time to get you out of here."
Finn beamed, sitting up as she readjusted herself. "Thank you. So much." A phrase she said to all healthcare workers, really, but this time it felt a lot more genuine. It had a whole new meaning. "Do I need to do anything?" She timidly asked
Jackie shook her head and took down the IV. "Nope. O'Hara actually took care of everything for you. You just get to leave. Do you need help up?" she asked.