Author's Apology

Sorry for chapter 9 being super short and me not uploading in a while. Life has been crazy and to be honest I lost the passion for a while. Getting access to new content in Australia is difficult (we still don't officially have season 4 of Chicago Med). Please enjoy this little snippet. There is a lot I want to squeeze into this story and I am just trying to figure it out. Going forward my focuses are; the Halstead relationship, Olivia and Cassie (relationship, worklife), impact all of this has at work.

Make sense? Hope it does. Enjoy!

Olivia Halstead

Rhythmic beeping, why can I hear rhythmic beeping? Also I don't remember my bed being this uncomfortable. Should I wake up? It's time for work yeah, yeah? Ugh, brain too foggy. I crack open my eyes only to squeeze them shut again, too bright!

"Oliv, sweaty?" Cassie, why is she so concerned.

"5 more minutes Cass, please!" I groan.

I hear Cassie stifle a laugh "Olivia, honey, I need you to open your eyes, can you do that for me?" again with the concern, what is this woman's problem?

Reluctantly I force my eyes to flutter open, the world is bright, white and blurry. Where am I? This isn't our bedroom… as I become aware of our surroundings the rhythmic beeping speeds up along with my breathing. Why am I in a hospital bed?

"What… happened?" I manage to whisper through gasps.

"You fainted due to the fact that you have had way too much coffee, next to no sleep and I assume a lifetime worth of emotional stuff to deal with since arriving in Chicago. Now would you focus on slowing your breathing someone comes and does it for you!"

No thanks! I got this just; in 2, 3, 4, out 2, 3, 4, in 2, 3, 4, out 2, 3, 4. The rhythmic beeping slows and I throw my head back in exhaustion. Just thinking about the past few days makes me want to curl into a shell and never come out again!

"I know sweaty" Cassie places a soft kiss on my forehead "I know" she repeats. She doesn't need to elaborate because we both just know. We just take each other's hand, entwine our fingers and she sits there. I know everything is going to be OK.

Time passes and the stillness comes to an end.

"I should find Dr. Manning and let her know you're awake" the look on her face telling me she doesn't want to leave however, knows it must happen eventually.

"Mmmk" I mumble as she leaves the room. My mind wanders to the past few days, how much my life has changed and how different it is going to be. I am truly grateful for Cassie, she makes the crazy seem less crazy, the unbearable more bearable, and most of all she makes life a lot more loveable! I love her! I feel a smile creep onto my face and a warmth envelops me.

If you have anything you would like to add, please comment. I am always open to constructive ways to improve what I do.