I walked to Mr. Simmons's room with Turk. Apparently he worked on the giant yesterday, and we were going in for our rounds. "Hello, Mr. Simmons. How are you feeling?" I asked.
"I'm doing alright," my patient said. "And you can call me Sam."
Suddenly, Sam was wearing a red hat and asking his brother Dean to eat some green eggs and ham.
"Don't eat them! They're rotten!" I screamed. The Simmons stared at me like I was crazy. Turk just continued talking.
"Alright, Sam, we're here for you if you need anything," Turk said.
"I need a hug, brown bear," I said. Turk turned to me and pulled me into a warm, chocolate embrace. When we pulled away from our hug, I saw the Simmons brothers staring at us with wide eyes.
"Uh, if you two need a moment-" Dean started before we heard someone else continue.
"Well, Jamie, it looks like you found another way to make your patients question not only whether they want to keep you as a doctor but whether you have male or female genetalia." I turned around and saw Dr. Cox walking into the room. "Mr. Simmons, feel free to call me if you feel that this little girl here gives you any trouble. My name is Dr. Cox."
"Thanks," Sam said. He looked uncomfortable with everyone's attention on him, and me and Turk had to check up on other patients, so me and Turk left the room, but not before I heard Dr. Cox say, "If he ever spaces out, don't worry. He'll come back."
Sam looked at Dean once Dr. Cox left the room and said, "What do you think's going on between those three?"
"I don't know, and I don't really want to know," Dean replied.
"Maybe the surgeon is an ex of Dr. Dorian's who stayed on good terms with him and Dr. Cox is Dorian's new crush or possibly secret lover."
"Sam, have you been on again?"
"No." Dean looked at him with a questioning look, and Sam said, "Okay fine. There's some really good fanfics involving Spike and Angel."
"You have a problem."
Just then a blond-haired girl walked by and saw the Winchesters. She started walking by, but then she walked back and stared at the two. Dean flashed a smile and said, "Hi."
"Oh my god!" she screamed in a high pitched voice. "Calm down, Elliot. You're a taken woman."
"Damn, you're taken too?" Dean turned to Sam and asked, "Dude, what is up with all the hot chicks in this place being off the market?"
"If you wouldn't hit on everything with boobs, you wouldn't strike out so much," Sam replied.
"Yeah, found that out the hard way." Dean looked back to the doorway and saw Elliot talking to Carla. She pointed towards Sam's room, and Dean said, "Must be talking about me." Just then, the lights flickered. Someone screamed, "He's coding," and Elliot and Carla ran down the hall. Dean looked to Sam, and it was obvious they were thinking the same thing:
Looks like a case.