|What you can't change
Author: PurpleGrl PM
Tara's trying to shut Ollie out for reasons she's not even sure of but Ollie's making it hard for herRated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 4 - Words: 2,165 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 12-18-12 - Published: 11-02-12 - id: 8665074
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Hi everyone, thank you to lizzieee and Issy for reviewing both of you has said that the storyline is a bit short and I appreciate your feedback greatly , but don't worry I am going to incorporate other things in a few chapters.
Tara woke up the next morning to hear Jac shouting as per usual, sleepily glancing at her watch her eyes widened and she suddenly shot upright,
"Oh crap I'm half an hour late!" She exclaimed, still dressed in her scrubs she ran onto the corridor to be met by an annoyed Jac.
"Lowe your shift started half an hour ago," said Jac frostily.
"I know I'm sorry I slept in," apologised Tara.
"Typical," muttered Jac before marching off.
Tara saw Ollie at the nurses' station and went up to him smiling, only to be met by Ollie glancing up at her before walking off.
"Are you ok?" asked Tara scurrying after him.
"Yeah fine," mumbled Ollie before walking up to a patient. Tara confused followed him before realising she needed to actually do some work. Walking over to a patient she glanced at Ollie wondering why he was avoiding her.
"Hello Mrs Wellers before your operation I just need to verify your blood type in case you need a transfusion," explained Tara. The old lady just stared back at Tara with a worried expression on her face making Tara feel uncomfortable.
"Right so I'm just going to take some blood then, do I have your consent then?" asked Tara. Again Mrs Wellers didn't reply just stared at Tara. Tara gently took her arm and got a needle out only to have the woman take her arm out of Tara's grip and putting it back at her side.
"Don't worry it's just going to be for a second," said Tara soothingly taking her arm again. Mrs Wellers wrestled her arm away and let out a long, high pitch, loud scream.
"What's going in here?" shouted Jac walking through closely followed by Ollie.
"Mrs Wellers is resisting having some blood taken," replied Tara.
"Well that may be because this isn't Mrs Wellers," said Jac stonily.
"Wait what?" said Tara confused.
"Dr. Lowe in my office," said Jac before Tara could say anything else. Tara helplessly looked over to Ollie for support but he was just staring straight ahead. Following Jac back to her office Tara looked one last time at Ollie before turning her head back and walking in miserably.
"Dr. Lowe how could you not have checked that the patient you were supposed to be treating was actually the right person?" said Jac pitilessly.
"I'm sorry I forgot to check, I... I hadn't met Mrs Wellers before," said Tara flustered.
"Well you should have seen the wristband on her saying she was mentally unstable then," informed Jac, "you have one more chance or you're off my ward."
"Right... sorry," said Tara before turning to walking out embarrassed.
"And don't think you have a break this morning," called Jac after her. Tara saw Johnny and Mo eavesdropping as she walked out and laughing until they saw her and pretended to look busy. Stung by Jac shouting at her Tara headed straight over to Ollie.
"Hey why didn't you back me up there, and why are you avoiding me today?" she asked Ollie trying but failing to sound cheery.
"What? I'm just repeating what you did yesterday to me after work," commented Ollie failing to meet her eye, his eyes fixed forwards.
"Look not here," begged Tara.
"Fine then," said Ollie walking out.
"Where are you going?" Tara called.
"Somewhere we can talk," replied Ollie continuing to walk, Tara gave it a minute then followed him out to the staffroom with her guard nailed up ready to deny everything he accused her of.
Sorry will get better, please R+R xx pn