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Season 2 Episode 1: Your Turn

Time seemed to stop as Helen stood in front of New Amsterdam with her luggage. She was finally back at the hospital after 2 weeks of press for Valentina's cancer treatment. She did not know how long it had been since the cab dropped her off or how long she had spent outside looking at the large hospital. The surrounding people seemed to disappear as her memories pushed forward to the front of her mind.

It had been 3 months since the accident and she had barely stepped a foot into the building where the tragedy happened. It was not just her injuries that ran her from her job but her feelings. She felt guilty because even though Max was married she had been slowly falling in love with him. She did not realize it until Akash had broken up with her but she would do anything for Max.

But he was married and even though him and Georgia were not on the best of terms she liked her. So when Georgia died and seeing Max crumble, it was not just sympathy and pain she felt but also a small bit of relieve. Every time she attempted to comfort him the guilt of her unwelcome feelings would pull her back.

And Max was not any help either. He would not talk to her. Anytime Georgia was brought up he would remove himself from the conversation or change the subject. It came to the point where he was using baby Luna as an excuse to end the 's behaviour paired with Helen's guilt just further pushed Helen into going back to her Dr. Helen persona and take a break from the hospital.

"Excuse me," said a gruff voice as he rushed past Helen into the hospital. Helen was shaken from her stupor as she tried to move her luggage out of the way. She took a deep breath and began her walk into her home.

Helen entered the crowded hallway and immediately began searching, looking for his deep blue eyes. Max walked down the hallway with his head bowed, muttering to himself about insulin and Toronto. He was trying to keep himself as busy as possible to keep his mind from drifting to that dark place but it was unavoidable.

Max lifted his head up as he made his way through the busy hallway. His eyes first landed on her caramel colored face as a soft, hesitant smile spread across her first. He could not help ut to pause in his quick walk as his unbidden emotions came to focus. His mind automatically shifts to 3 months ago when he thought he had lost her.

The memories flooded his system and he could not help but to feel a bit of abandonment and angry towards Sharpe. She left him when he needed her the most, not only did she leave as his friend and deputy but she abandoned him as his doctor. She was also causing him to fall in love with her and the guilt of his feelings combined with the loss of Georgia was just too much. She promised to find a solution and she did but she did not keep her promise to be her doctor. Who was he supposed to talk to?

He tried to compose himself and his thoughts as best as he could as he placed his work mask on. He has been trying to cover his pain but she always seems to see through it. He gives her a tiny smile before walking past.

Helen's tentative smile dropped as Max brushed past her. She attempted to explain her as her guilt instantly took over her for not coming back to the hospital sooner.

"I just came from the airport," she announced hoping that Max would read between the lines. When she realized he had no intention of slowing his pace to talk to her she quickly turned around and grabbed her suitcase before trying to keep pace with him.

"Sorry it's been so long. Everyone's just so interested in your treatment." Helen tried to stay on the positive news and tried not to bring up anything that may affect Max. She thought he would be happy with the news but Max barely even glanced at her.

"That's the great news. How are you?" Helen asked cautiously. Max could not help but to let his anger and fatigue slip through. He was tired of people asking that question. He is not okay. He never planned to raise his child alone but now he has no choice. He would have switched spots with Georgia in a second if he could.

"I'm sure Dr. Castro's been keeping you in the loop." Max replied pettily. Helen pushed past his slight and quickly agreed that she had. She knew Max was not the most - to her presence right now but they had a strong bond and could push past this like they pushed past it last year. She knew he was angry with her last year when she decided to quit being her doctor but this felt worst. At least then he would talk to her maybe not in the most details but he would be honest.

Now he would not even answer her questions directly. She did not mean to abandon him but she could not stay in this hospital everyday watching him get treated by Dr. Castro. She felt useless knowing there was nothing that she could do for him, She could not even console him properly after Georgia died so she did what she always did. She ran back to the safety of being Doctor Helen, a charming television doctor. She would occasionally return to the hospital to check up on her patients but she would never stay too long.

"I'm thrilled that the treatment is working though I am surprised to learn that we are suddenly in the insulin business," she responded with raised eyebrows. She eyed Max cautiously as she gave him an easy going smile to indicate she was just trying to ease the moment but Max was not budging. He had that determined glint in his eye even though it was a little dimmer than when he had first stepped foot into New Amsterdam it was still there.

"I don;t know if we can call it a business. We're giving it away for free." Max's stated caught Helen by surprising. She could not help but think that just like how she was focusing all on her celebrity work that Max was focused all on fixing the world's problems, no matter how impractical the solution.

She was beginning to feel concerned at his stride to fix everything. She carefully broached the subject that she had been avoiding for the past 3 months.

"Max. How are things at home?" Helen tried to keep eye contact with him so he would not lie to her but Max kept his head dipped. A small smile graced his face as he responded, "Good, yeah. Luna's amazing. She's, uh, sleeping through the night now. Twelve weeks, so it's great."

Helen noticed how Max refused to even talk about himself and how he was dealing with the loss of his wife and baby's mother. Before she could even ask Max turned away from her ready to end the conversation when he felt her small, warm palm gently wrap around his wrist to gain his could not just let him walk away from her, not like this. She knew if she didn't try then they would never fix the problem they were having. She just wanted Max to feel safe talking to her again.

She looked deep into his eyes so that he could understand the words she was saying and to know how deeply she meant them. "Max, if you ever need to talk, I'm here." Max did not even grace her a response to her stated but instead told her welcome back before swiftly turning his back on her and continuing on his journey through the hospital.