#bryce's pov does not do that to the same degree. if at all

[cassianandfenrysaremyboyos]

I'm sorry but this just pisses me off (Not Hunt obviously, but Bryce)

Bryce rant incoming which you can just ignore and I'll probably delete later

But Bryce just puts all the blame on the Asteri. And yes ultimately they are to blame in the larger sense of things. But Bryce plays a direct role in leading them down the path that results in Hunt, Ruhn and Baxian being caught. It was her need to find out Danika's secrets with no thought to the consequences, her idea to go to the Eternal City. And she takes NO personal responsibility for it at all!

Hunt is blaming himself for everything that's happened. Even when it's not his fault at all. When we're in his pov he's constantly drowning in guilt, thinking about how he should of done more, he should of tried harder, he should of been better, how it's all his fault this happened and that his friends suffered.

And then Bryce does none of that. When we're in her pov she doesn't really show any major guilt. I can't think of any times when she blames herself like Hunt does. And I'm not saying she should be wracked with guilt. But a normal person, a good person, will usually feel bad and will feel guilty and blame themselves to some degree when something bad happens and people they care about are hurt, regardless of how big or small they're involvement is, or even if they're not at fault at all, case in point Hunt being wracked with guilt even when it's not his fault.

And to make it worse she acknowledges that Hunt warned them, warned her. But that she disregarded it and would of done it no matter what.

And then she has the audicity to say she doesn't regret it. And she thought they were on the same page. ON THE SAME PAGE!!?? Hunt made it clear in hosab that he didn't want to go down this road again, that he didn't want to get involved. YOU just didn't listen Bryce. And yeah Hunt's an adult, he can make his own decisions and he could of said no and not gone. But of course, OF COURSE!! he wasn't going to let Bryce go down that road alone, because he loves her, and doesn't want anything to happen to her, and wants to protect, so of course he would never desert her. But that doesn't mean he wanted to do it!

For Bryce to be that unaware of Hunt's feelings, when he explicitly stated them. For her to be that disconnected from her mate's feelings that she's surprised that he wasn't really on board is kinda unfathomable to me. Just that complete lack of awareness really does make her look quite selfish/self centered.

Anyway sorry, this post is a mess but I just had to vent

And then when Hunt mentions the consequences he and his friends faced, Bryce makes it about her pain. She's hurt that Hunt mentioned that they suffered. And the worst part is, Hunt then regret's it, he regrets saying something that hurts Bryce, because he cares about her and feelings. And she does not consider his feelings to the same degree

It just pisses me off

[youcouldmakealife]

SOTW: Gabe (Bryce/Jared, Canucks); trenches (pt 1)

For the prompt: Outside POV of the end of the last chapter of Jared

You’ll be getting these for the next four days: I think needless to say, there are massive spoilers for the latest part of IJ(aoe) here. 

I’m counting these four stories as my August 18th SOTW as well (I’m visiting my dad then, and I'm assuming you guys are okay with 4k of Gabe POV of this for the price of two stories of the week? I think it’s a good deal, at least!)

Gabe sees it coming, but only for a split second. Doesn’t expect it, because he shouldn’t — Jared’s not eligible, the puck already long gone, the hit illegal even if it wasn’t interference, late, high, primary contact with the head: you name it, the hit has it. And Gabe can only watch.

Jared goes down, hard, hard enough Gabe knows he wasn’t controlling that fall, that he was stunned at best, at worst he’s — Gabe refuses to think about at worst — and before the ref even blows the whistle Gabe’s broken position and skated over to him, dropping to his knees. Jared’s eyes are shut, but he’s conscious, thank fuck, face screwed up in pain.

“Don’t move your head,” Gabe says, when it looks like Jared’s about to brace himself to sit up, finds himself repeating it like a mantra. Thousands of kilometres away he was helpless, but breathing distance away leaves him helpless too. It makes no difference.

“Can you open your eyes?” Gabe says, and Jared’s lashes flutter before he grimaces and squeezes his eyes shut again.

“Too bright,” he says.

“Okay, that’s okay, you’re fine,” Gabe says. “You’re fine, okay Jared?”

“I’m fine,” Jared repeats, more an echo than actual reassurance.

“You’re perfectly fine,” Gabe says back. Apparently he has a new mantra. Why the fuck is Gabe the one dealing with this, he’s not a doctor, all he has is a hockey management degree from Athabasca, which qualifies him for absolutely nothing.

Graham lands across from Gabe, and Gabe’s chest loosens a bit, loosens more when he establishes Jared can move his hands and feet, and he has never been so relieved to hear someone be sarcastic, and his boyfriend’s Stephen. Sarcasm means Jared’s okay. Well, it means Jared’s Jared. Same thing right now.

Jared gets off the ice on his own steam. Graham and Gabe help, but while Jared’s leaning on him, he’s not putting a lot of weight on Gabe, and he’s skating straight enough that if he’s dizzy, it’s mild. All really good signs Gabe is going to clutch at so he can keep his head in the game. Or get it back there, more accurately.

There’s TV timeout as Jared goes down the tunnel, thankfully, time for the refs to figure out whether they’re going to toss Chase or not, commercials in the meantime. TD Garden is quiet, or as quiet as it can be — nobody likes seeing that — which gives Gabe time to breathe, just one, two, try to settle his shaking hands, before he goes to talk to Bryce, because Bryce is going to be tapped on the shoulder in a minute to head on for the power play, and there isn’t a chance in hell he’s in the right mindset for it right now. He’s got his eyes on the tunnel Jared’s disappeared down, and the body language of someone debating whether or not to follow.

Gabe waves a hand at Dmitry, and he scoots down the bench. He gives Gabe a significant look as he does, a silent ‘you talking to him?’. Gabe makes himself room, Pats glancing over when Gabe lands mostly in his lap, then shifting so Gabe can squeeze in.

“I want you to listen to me right now,” Gabe says right into Bryce’s ear, as much for privacy from the cameras as their teammates. “Are you listening to me?”

Bryce nods, short, sharp.

“Jared’s conscious. He’s alert. He got off on his own steam, and he said his head hurt, but he was stringing together full sentences and he was throwing snark at the trainer,” Gabe says. “I don’t know anything else, but neither do they yet, and they’re going to have to run tests. There is nothing you can do right now. You know how small those exam rooms are — they’d make you wait outside even if you went down the tunnel. You hear me?”

Bryce’s jaw is so sharp it could cut someone. Chase, probably.

“You guys don’t want to be out,” Gabe says. “And I know that this is terrifying, I’m pretty fucking terrified too right now. But there’s nothing you can do right now even if you go back there. If you can’t play, that’s okay. If you don’t want to tell Coach that, that’s okay too — I’ll tell him. But if you go down that hall right now people are going to ask why, and they’re going to figure out the answer quickly. Do you hear me? A nod’s fine, but I need confirmation.”

“I hear you,” Bryce says, his voice as tense as everything else about him, coiled like a spring and just as ready to snap.

“Do you want me to ask Coach to sit you?” Gabe asks. That’ll raise questions too, but not as many as Bryce going down the tunnel right now, and honestly that’s not the first thing on Gabe’s mind. He imagines it’s not the first thing on Bryce’s either.

“I can play,” Bryce says.

“You sure?” Gabe asks. “You don’t have to, Bryce. Nobody would ask that of you right now.”

“I can play,” Bryce repeats.

“Okay,” Gabe says, looks over Bryce to Dima, who nods, face stony. “I don’t need to tell you that if they don’t throw him out Chase is off-limits, do I?”

Bryce cuts his eyes over at Gabe. Gabe clearly does need to tell him that, and Bryce clearly isn’t interested in hearing it.

“I have him for you,” Dima says quietly. “You would not know how to stop.”

Two minutes go onto the board, Chase protesting vociferously, as if that’s anything but grossly inadequate, as if he isn’t lucky he didn’t get five and a game, supplementary discipline to follow, and Gabe can feel Bryce shaking through his pads before he goes over the boards, knows the only thing keeping Chase safe right now is the plexiglass box.

“You need to be gunning for him the second he’s back on the ice,” Gabe says as Bryce takes his spot on the half-wall. “Or Bryce will beat you there.”

“I will,” Dima says, and Gabe claps his shoulder, a silent thanks.

[drethanramslay]

A funny thing called Fate: Chapter 2

Pairing: Bryce X MC (Aisha Khurrana)

Word Count: 4.6 K words (yeah yeah its more than usual)

Series Masterlist

Masterlist

Warning: None, just some cursing

Author’s note: The next chapter is here and it is in Aisha’s POV!!

I decided to take part in @choicesseptemberchallenge20​ and the prompt is heaven which you will find in bold. 

TERMS THAT YOU NEED TO KNOW:

- IIT, Delhi: It’s one of the most premier institute for engineering in India. Delhi campus is said to be the best one in the country. The majority of the Indian CEO’s like Google, at least have a degree of IIT under their belt. 

-ku'uipo: Sweetheart

-'Ae: Yes

- Beta padhai par dhyaan do, dost aate jaate hai: Child, focus on your studies, friends come and go (TBH this is the one line which maximum desi kids have heard while growing up. That's why we can be uh.. awkward in making new friends lol)

-Main kya gadhi hoon: I'm such a dumbass (side note: gadhi (female) actually means donkey in hindi)

-Duniya main maine itna bada gaandu kabhi dekha nahi hai maine: I have not seen a bigger asshole than this guy. (yes I love swearing in hindi and what about it)

Forgive me if i made any errors

10 YEARS AGO- AISHA'S POV

My fingers ran against the spines of the book, my head tilted as I searched for a new book to dive into.

"Found anything of your liking, Aisha?" Tina, the librarian asked, her kind eyes twinkling. The old librarian loved me because I always helped around in sorting the books or with checkout. She suggested that if I were to help her, she would pay me so I decided why not?

But the lack of people coming to the library and their constant need to be fake on social media, flexing about their looks instead of textbooks often left the library empty which consequently resulted in free time.

Not that I minded.

In that free time I would either catch up on my study assignments or I would read the books recently added to the collection be it fiction, politics, history, astronomy... I wasn't picky about the genres.

But lately, my attention is being drawn to medical journals and textbooks. Yes, I'm 16 and that its definitely not people my age do but, to be the person balancing on the tightrope between life and death, the person who stands between existence and heaven... it's just a beautiful paradox that I can't help be captivated by the concept.

That and my strengths are biology and chemistry so its just an added plus. So, I definitely dream of being a world class doctor. 

Not to brag, but I know all the pulse points in the body and can name the bones of the skull in my sleep. My parents don't know that because... let's say there is a reason why I stay out of home for the majority of the day.

Are we again going to go over this? I am sick and tired of your fucking indiscipline. How I wish you could be more like Aditya... Mama's voice rung in my ears which made me close my eyes and take a shuddering breath.

Now is not the time to think about how awful you are. I repeated it in my head like a mantra, making it a point to message my brother and rant about the newest development.

Despite our parents trying to pit me against bhaiya, we were thick as thieves. We always had each other's backs and we're there to cheer each other up. Whenever our parents would scream at any of us, we would wait until they fell asleep to do something to lift the other person up. Midnight feasts, movie binge or just cuddling and imagining a future where we were away from them... That always managed to cheer me up and I knew bhaiya enjoyed it too.

I don't think we fought that much either because we were pretty close in age, with only three and a half years difference. We are pretty like-minded and scientifically inclined only he was interested in computer engineering while I was fascinated by the engineering of the human body.

It sucked that he is in IIT, Delhi while I'm so far away. We still manage to video call irrespective of the time zones but it is not the same as having the comfort of your older brother.

"I think I will take this." I handed her a battered copy of Gray's anatomy.

Tina just gave a knowing smile and I checked out. I headed to the nearby Fleming Beach Park, which is one of the most popular beaches in Maui. It was a five-minute walk from the library and the majority of the school population used to come here to hang out in the evenings.

Not that I was paying any attention to my oblivious classmates.

I headed to Kimo's Beach Shack and the owner gave me a gentle smile.

"What will it be, ku'uipo? The usual?" They asked as they wiped their hand on the dishtowel.

"'Ae." I smiled at them and they started making my favourite drink- Strawberry milkshake.

Precariously balancing my bag, the drink in one hand and my wrist-thick library book under the armpit of my other hand, I headed to the quieter side of the beach, away from the raucous.

I settle down under the shade of the palm trees and lean back against the rocks, taking in the view around me. I could see people from my school roaming around in their swimming suits either playing volleyball or surfing. As I sipped my milkshake (looking like an absolute loner, must I add) my eyes drifted to their happy faces as the joked around, laughing and having fun with their friends.

The two concepts that are so unfamiliar to me.

When I was back in India, I had a good group of friends who I would hang out with and play basketball with. It was good but shifting to a new place can strain those relationships. I do follow them on social media but seeing them enjoying and doing the things which we used to do together, it causes my heart to ache.

And I never really tried making friends here in Maui because a) The people here didn't consider me as one of them and b) My parents kept on saying it is temporary so there was no point focusing on that. Beta padhai par dhyaan do, dost aate jaate hai. My dad told me the one night I decided to express my excessive loneliness.

Thanks papa, real helpful. I shook my head, sipping my drink as I carefully opened my library book.

"You look sad." A childish voice spoke up breaking me out from my melancholy. I looked up and saw a four-year-old girl, her doe-like eyes staring down at me. She was wearing a pink summer dress and a cute bow hairband, taming her light brown hair.

"Huh?"

"You look sad... and lonely."

"I am okay, keiki... Don't worry."

The kid's eyebrows furrowed with confusion. "How did you know my name?"

My eyes widened. In the two years in Hawaii, I had learnt a little bit of Hawaiian and spoke in bits and pieces. And I'm pretty sure keiki meant 'child' in Hawaiian so you could imagine the shock I felt when her name was the literal translation of child.

Who the fuck names their child... child?

"A lucky guess. It is nice to meet you Keiki." She moved her hand forward and Keiki's hand clutched my big hand with her small ones shaking it. Her hand was as big as my palm.

"What's your name?" Keikie asked as she sat down next to me.

"I'm Aisha. And, what are you doing here all alone?"

"I came with my elder brother but he and his friends were playing and he forgot his promise to build a sandcastle with me. So I just went walking." She huffed and crossed her short arms across her chest.

"Well, your brother would be worried about you, won't he?" I asked as her eyes scan the crowd, looking for a guy who remotely looks like my little companion.

"Well, I think that's a go-good puni-shi-ment for him." She struggled with the big word.

Aisha chuckled and soon Keiki's giggles joined hers.

"You remind me of the times when I used to bother my elder brother like that. He would get so mad."

"Where is he now?" She asked as her hands fisted the sand, her eyes moving to look at the brunette.

"Well, he is in university, in a completely different country."

"Do you miss him?"

"A lot." I sighed. Her puppy eyes met mine and she reached to hold my elbow. I smiled down at her, appreciating the gesture. She opened her mouth to ask me more questions when we heard a commotion.

"KEIKI!! There you are!" A shout wafted towards us, interrupting Keiki. I saw a tall guy jogging towards us and when my eyes landed on him, I immediately recognized him.

Bryce Lahela. The golden boy of my school, with girls and guys falling for him, left, right, centre. And right now, he was approaching me completely shirtless, his abs glistening in the evening sun. He had a Polynesian tattoo wrapping around his left bicep and ending a little below his collarbone which had me feeling... uh thirsty?

Cool, cool, cool, just act like yourself.

Yeah as if that's helped you deal with your awkwardness. Her conscience snarked at her.

“Shut up.” I muttered to myself. But, I wasn’t subtle enough and Bryce turned towards me, a weird look in his eyes.

Off to a great start, Aisha. Keep up the good work. I mentally groaned as I went back to reading my library book. 

"Thank god Keiki you are okay... I was so worried." He kneeled and hugged her, immediately forgetting my weird mumblings. I could feel the body heat emanating from him and suddenly, the anatomy of the kidney seemed more interesting than the hot guy beside me.

"Its okay Bryce. I was talking to my new friend." Keiki squeaked as she pulled away from the hug, two sets of hazel eyes staring at me now.

My eyes widened and I subconsciously reached to push my glasses up my nose, feeling the back of my neck heating up.

"Well, thank you so much." His voice reverberated and I swear I felt as if I would combust at the spot.

I looked up and shot a tiny smile. "No worries. Keiki here makes a nice study buddy."

I internally smacked my head. Study buddy? Really? Who uses that term now?

"Of course. Daddy says that I'm a beauty with brains." She said with a smug smile.

"Well, that's the one thing that I agree with dad," Bryce said as he settled down on her other side. The one feet distance enabled my mind to resume working.

I smiled down at Keiki and I found that Bryce was looking at me intently.

O... okay?

"Wait... You go to my school right? Lahainaluna High School?"

I nodded my head. I was about to introduce myself when his eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

He was snapping his fingers when his face lightened up with recognition. "You are Aisha, right? The newbie who joined us last year I was in your chemistry class last year."

The drink almost fell from my hand and I had to clutch it tighter to prevent myself from making a bigger mess. Clearing my throat I smiled nervously. "Yeah, that's me. You are Bryce, right? You are on the basketball team, right?"

"You know me?" He asked, shocked and I could hardly stop myself from rolling my eyes.

"Duh?! You are Mr. Popular with really good looks and either people love you or hate you." I rambled off.

A small smile played on his lips. "And which category would you belong too? The love or hate category?"

I gave a shy smile. "Let's just say I'm on neutral grounds. Give me a good reason why I should like you."

"Because of my dashing looks? My tattoo?" He stretched his hands wide, gesturing towards himself. His hair caught the evening light, making it look like a halo. His hazel eyes had flecks of gold which threatened to drown me but before I could get lost in his sheer beauty, I shook my head to snap out of the daze of his presence and gave a mocking sigh.

"Aaaannnndd, he is just like other dumb jocks who is overly obsessed with his looks. Why are they all the same?"

Keiki put her hand sympathetically on my lap. "Don't worry Ash. I don't like Bryce when he talks about his looks either."

Bryce gasped. "Keiki you are breaking my heart."

"Good."

He reached for her and started tickling her which made her squeal with laughter. I had to get up so that the sand doesn't get on me, laughing at the sight. "Brryyccee!! Stopp!!"

"Not until you tell me I'm the best brother in the world."

Gasping for breath with tears in her eyes, Keiki breathed out in defeat. "Okay, okay. You are the best... brother in... the world."

Bryce pulled back a grin playing on his lips.

"Good."

My phone rang and I saw Mama's name flash on the screen which made me sigh.

"Your mom?" Bryce asked.

"Yep. should reach home before she turns into momzilla." We chuckled as I put my book into my bag.

"Bye Keiki, it was nice talking to you."

"Bye Ash. I like you. Can we make sandcastles next time?" I laughed and nodded, "Sure sweetie."

"Where is my goodbye?" Bryce pouted.

I rolled her eyes. "Bye Bryce. See you around."

And with that, I turned on her heel, and walked home, feeling much better.

PRESENT

Aisha felt like banging her head against the wall of the hospital out of utter embarrassment. In the span of 7 hours, she had pissed off her superior, met her ex from ten years ago, got stuck with a partner who hardly did anything and now managed to embarrass herself yet again in front of her role model.

Rookie... Are you hiding from me? The way Dr. Ramsey had an eyebrow raised, as if to question why she was hiding behind another intern and the appalled expression as she stumbled over her words were forever imprinted in her mind.

Not my brightest moment. Aisha recollected as she sighed at the way she stuttered and finally came up with an excuse.

I'm doing charts. She mocked herself as she shook her head. There was a table right next to me!! I could have come up with anything but that weak ass excuse.

And she had always dreamed that if she were to meet Bryce in real life, she would definitely insult the fuck out of him and then for the finishing stroke, she would probably punch him in his handsome face or kick him in the crown jewels.

But sadly, you seldom get the things you wish for.

I don't have time for this - Main kya gadhi hoon. She mentally groaned as she tried to shut off the part of her brain which was so hell-bent on making her feel humiliated.

She entered Annie's room to find her curled up in her bed, playing idly with her phone. She perked up a little when she saw Aisha, forcing a smile on her face.

"Oh. Hi, Dr. Khurrana."

"I just came by to see how you're feeling Annie."

Annie shrugged. "The same. The nurse came by and gave me some medication a little while ago.."

Opening Annie's chart she checked. "Yeah, antibiotics. It's too soon to see any improvement yet, but hopefully, we'll see some results soon."

Aisha was about to turn on her heel and leave when she heard Annie's small voice. "hey, could you stay awhile? It's... kinda lonely, being here all on my own."

Aisha gave an empathetic smile and reached to sit down on the chair near her bed. "Of course I can."

"Thank you once again doc."

"No, thank you. I haven't been off my feet since I got out of bed this morning. So Annie," Aisha leaned forward, "what are you studying?"

Annie blinked as if she was confused by the question. She took a couple of heavy breaths before attempting to answer.

"My master's is in... English... but my... my..." She swayed, her voice woozy as she tried to finish her sentence.

Aisha was on alert. "Annie, are you feeling okay?" She asked as she felt her pulse which was dropping before Annie passed out.

The heart rate monitor sounded a long, flat tone as her heart stopped.

"OH MY GOD!! Code blue, I need some help here!!" Aisha shouted, pressing the button near her bed.

"C'mon Annie stay with me." As Aisha stood on the nearby stool, performing CPR as she waited for the code team to arrive.

"Aisha?!" Jackie's shocked voice made her lookup.

"Jackie, where is the code team?"

"Room 502 called a code blue just before you. Just keep up with CPR. They'll get to you when they can!"

Aisha's eyes flashed. "That could be too late!! Help me, Jackie we are losing her fast."

"What were her symptoms?" Jackie asked as she snapped on the latex gloves and moved towards the bed.

"Symptoms were headache and nausea. Started during her vacation to Indonesia. Aurora and I did a blood workup and gave her cefpodoxime." Aisha opened the gown and Jackie's eyes narrowed in on the rash rapidly spreading on the side of the body.

"She is breaking in hives. She is in anaphylactic shock!"

"Now that I think about it, it may be because of her allergy to the antibiotics I gave... I had fucking asked her, dammit." Guilt made her chest heavy.

Jackie's face turned into a scowl as she wheeled the defibrillator cart closer. "It doesn't matter whose fault it is. This girl needs you now! We have to get her heart started ourselves."

Aisha nodded as she opened Annie's gown, baring her chest. She took a steadying breath. You have done this numerous times in AIIMS, you can do this.

Taking the paddles, she placed one paddle on the right side, beneath her collarbone and the other paddle on the left side, just beneath her armpit.

A small impressive smile made its way on Jackie's lips. "Good, now set the charge."

"Charging to 300 volts... Clear!"

Annie's body spasmed as the paddles discharged. Keeping them aside, Aisha resumed her compressions on Annie's chest.

C'mon Annie... You can do this... Come back to me. Aisha prayed.

The monitor beeped twice before Annie's heartbeat returned, accelerated but constant.

She let out a sigh of breath as she bent over the bed. Jackie clapped her back. "You are soooo lucky."

"Shut up. Now just give her an epinephrine injection and intubate while I maintain compression."

Jackie nodded her head and Aisha shot a grateful smile as she continued her compressions, her hands aching.

"What the hell is going on in here, Rookie?"

Yikes. Aisha winced at the tone and looked up to find Dr. Ramsey glaring from the doorway.

Time to own up, buddy. She sighed and spoke up. "Dr. Ramsey, she was allergic to the antibiotics I prescribed.

She couldn't gauge his reaction from so far away. "Well... at least you are taking responsibility. Sometimes patients don't know about their own allergies. That's why you always have to be cautious."

Jackie injected the epinephrine pen into Annie's tight. Still unconscious, Annie took a shuddering gasp of air.

"And now we intubate."

"Excellent work, Doctor...?"

A self-satisfied smile made its way on Jackie's face. "Varma."

"You were assigned to this case?"

"No, I was passing and I hear Dr. Khurrana calling a code blue."

A smile made its way on his face which shocked Aisha. This man voluntarily uses his facial muscles to smile? I wouldn't have known. "The patient's very lucky you were here. I'm not confident Dr. Khurrana could have handled this alone."

Now, wait a damn minute... Aisha clenched her jaw. This wasn't her first time she was getting insulted and yeah it was called for but it didn't help her feel any better either.

Jackie bit her lip and glanced at Aisha, which Aisha pointedly ignored. Watch her jump at the opportunity in 3...2...1

"Thank you. Just doing my job, Dr. Ramsey."

There it is.

Gulping down her annoyance, Aisha spoke up. "Dr. Varma really bailed me out." Aisha turned towards Jackie and nodded stiffly. "Thank you, Dr. Varma."

Jackie tried to read her, guilt swimming in her eyes.

She should be guilty, she took the credit of the save when I was the one calling the shots.

"...Anytime."

Fuck you. She narrowed her eyes slightly which made Jackie wince.

Luckily, Dr. Ramsey gave Jackie an out. "Dr. Varma, you should return to your patients."

A relieved smile made its way on her face. "Yes, Doctor." Throwing a backward glance towards Aisha, she walked out.

Dr. Ramsey swivelled towards Aisha, his face drawn tight with annoyance. "And you... you need to have a long hard think about whether or not you're ready to be here. It doesn't matter that it's your first day, or that you're still learning. Whether this girl lives or dies is on you. Is that clear?"

"Crystal, Dr. Ramsey."

"You still have no idea what's wrong with her, and your first attempt nearly killed her. This is the real world. No room for mista--"

"Hi, Dr. Ramsey? Sorry to interrupt." A short Asian intern interrupted him and Aisha let out a small sigh of relief.

This guy would give my parents a run for their money. Why do I meet assholes everywhere I go?

"For the love of God, what now?"

"One of the nurses told me... that one of the other interns told them... that one of the doctors said..."

Dr. Ramsey certainly didn't enjoy beating around the bush. With a biting voice, sharp enough to make both Aisha and the intern to flinch, he commanded. "Skip to the point."

"Dr. Toussaint needs to see you urgently." She rushed.

Dr. Ramsey pinched the bridge of his nose, muttered something about 'interns' under his breath.

Straightening his coat, who gave pointedly glanced at Aisha. "Remember what I said, Rookie. Next time I see you, you'd better have solved the case." He turned on his feet and stormed out making the petite intern jump.  

Aisha stepped out into the hall with the intern, leaned against the wall and let out a sigh.

"Thank god for Dr. Toussaint. I swear if he wouldn't have called, Dr. Ramsey would have burst a vein or something."

The intern leaned against the wall adjacent to Aisha. "Yeah... Too bad he doesn't actually need to see Dr. Ramsey."

Aisha's eyes widened and she turned to stare at the other intern. "Huh?"

"I made it up! I could hear Ramsey chewing you out halfway down the hall, I figured you might need a save."

Oh my god, that is the sweetest thing anyone has done for me.

Aisha smiled brightly. "Thank you so much. I really appreciate it. But you could get in serious trouble if he realizes it."

She shrugged with a cheeky grin. "If. Besides, I'm tougher than I look. I'm Sienna by the way. Or Dr. Trinh. Whichever floats your boat."

"I'm Aisha Khurrana. Thanks again." Aisha's pager beeped and she looked down and sighed. "As fun as our little adventure was, I need to get back to work. Nice talking to you Sienna and once again, thanks for the save."

"Bye, hope you solve the case. Also, wait! I heard all the doctors hang out at this bar called Donahue's. I think, just down the street. Apparently, it's like the place to go and decompress after a long shift. Wanna come?"

"Sure!! If only I survive my first shift."

Sienna gave a brilliant smile. "Assuming you live through the next few hours, I'll meet you in the atrium after we clock out."

And Aisha got back to work, tending to her other patients but Annie's unconscious face kept on flashing behind her eyelids and Ramsey's words echoed in her head, like a broken tape recorder.

You need to have a long hard think about whether or not you're ready to be here.

She took a shuddering breath, doubt slipping into her mind, making her question everything she did. Every patient she treated and every prescription she signed.

Am I really cut out for this?

She tried to stop the rising anxiety but it still continued to swell in her like a balloon. Her throat began to dry up and it felt as if the weight on her chest didn't allow her to breathe.

Oh god, it's happening.

Feeling like she was on the verge of a breakdown, she ducked into a dark supply closet so nobody could see her while she tried to pull herself together.

It's okay. You worked your way through med school to get here. You are worthy. She chanted, taking in gulps of air.

It had hardly been a minute when the door suddenly opened and she heard footsteps.

Aisha internally groaned in annoyance. "Get in or get out. Just quit holding the door." She turned around and saw Bryce.

Oh fuck.

He nervously cleared his throat and walked towards her, maintaining his distance. "I feel like I'm interrupting something. Are... are you okay?"

Thanks to the dark, he couldn't see her tear rimmed eyes. Sighing loudly she untied her hair and ran her fingers through it, something she often did when she felt like her life was on the verge of falling apart.

"Nothing. I'm just looking for something." She tried to speak in a sharp tone but it just sounded like her voice was cracking.

She knew that Bryce had definitely heard how close she was to crying. Concern laced his voice. "Hey, I know when we met I was nothing but a dumb, self-obsessed jock but it's different now. I... I know you are not okay. Want to talk about it? Or vent?"

Goddamit Bryce. "Fine! I almost killed my first patient and I fucking swear to god I saw my career flash before my eyes. But it was lowkey my fault. I should have checked for allergies. But I tried fixing my error by calling the shots and Jackie helped me. BUT that's not it! Instead of being a humble person, Jackie swoops in and takes the credit of my save and Dr. Ramsey just goes on congratulating her as if she won some fucking AMA Award-"

"Aisha, breathe."

Taking a lungful of air she continued. "- And don't even get me started on Dr. Ethan Freaking Ramsey. Duniya main maine itna bada gaandu kabhi dekha nahi hai maine. What a dick!! He should get fucking laid to work off all his anger issues-"

Bryce snorted but didn't dare to interrupt Aisha. From the short time they dated, he knew better than to interrupt her mid-rant, it only managed to instigate her.

Another deep breathe. "- Boy does he manage to make me doubt myself in every step of the way like am I worthy of being here? I mean, I threw my heart and soul into med school because I wanted to be the best doctor out there but dammit I don't think I am ready."

When he made sure she wasn't going to launch into a new roast session, he spoke up. "Wow. You managed so many years of med school, but eight hours into the shift and you're surrendering? Didn't take you for a quitter."

Excuse me? Aisha's eyes narrowed.

"You don't know me anymore Bryce. The Aisha you dated is long gone and dead." She said in a low voice.

He shrugged. "True, but I know that you still have the fire in you to do what you love the most. C'mon, you have dealt with worse but yet you are here, standing tall. This is just temporary. I know you can pick yourself back up and break down all the obstacles in front of you."

She looked up at Bryce, only able to see the faint outline of his body. He still was the same- tall, well built and with really good hair. "No offence but... you used to be the guy who would wet himself during chemistry practicals, what happened to make you so...?" She gestured her hand at him, accidentally hitting his hand.

He hesitated. "As you said, things changed and you don't know me anymore Aisha."

"Fair enough."

The lack of space and the awkward silence just fueled the tension between them. She could feel his converse bumping into her shoes and the heated gaze on her face.

There used to be a time when Aisha and Bryce would talk for hours on end and they never ran out of topics to talk about. Be it something as lame as which is the superior flavour of ice cream or as deep as life after death.

Look at us now... Aisha thought to herself, gulping.

Her hair fell on her face as she averted her eyes, unable to come up with something to talk about. Bryce's hand involuntary reached to push back the rebel strands behind her ear, his hands caressing her cheek in the process. It felt as if electric sparks shot up her cheeks, making her blush.

Bryce opened his mouth. "Aisha-"

The door opened and she heard a feminine voice. "Bryce I saw you giving me the look so I decided to join you-"

A woman walked around the corner of the help and Aisha's jaw dropped. It was not because she was shocked that he was dating, he could screw the entire hospital for all she cared but, no... she was topless.

"Oh." The unknown woman placed her hands beside her.

"Sam-" Bryce began and Aisha spoke up at the same time. "I was just-"

The confusion was interrupted again when the closet door opened again and a senior resident stood before them, aghast. "What is going on over here?"

"Oh fuck." The expletive spilt from Aisha's lips.

The topless woman, whose name apparently was Sam, quipped in. "Yeah what she said."

Well, this is totally not awkward.

AUTHOR”S NOTE #2:

Number one, yeah I dragged PB a bit in regards to Keiki’s name.. PB do your research challenge 🙄

Number two, okay so about the tattoo part, me and @bratzlahela​ were just talking about Bryce having Polynesian tattoos based on this post and I had to integrate it in my series lol

This is something I imagined 🤭

Number 3, Also I tried to change up the scene a bit with Jackie because tbh, Aisha is pretty fucking smart and she won’t be like “Boo-hoo. I don’t know anything” And about the part where she spoke about using the defibrillator numerous times in AIIMS, In India the medical education is a little more hands-on and focuses more on clinical practice rather than theory. Medical students from first year start doing ward duty and help around in the hospitals taking patient history, etc. Also, they have a mandatory year of internship without which you don’t get your license.  

Number 4, So about that supply closet scene, how many of y’all thought would you get a make out sesh?

If yes, here is your clown wig 🤡

Number 5, AND CAN WE TALK ABOUT TODDLER KEIKI I SWEAR I WAS JUST GUSHING THE ENTIRE TIME 🥺

Lastly, IT PHYSICALLY HURT ME TO ROAST ETHAN LIKE IM SO SORRY SWEETIE 😭🥺🤧

This was a pretty long author’s note heheheh

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Ethan x F!MC: Angst

One Shots A-B

A Call to Arms - @genevievemd   After Ethan’s reset continues to fall short, Genevieve gives him an ultimatum [2.7]

A Dance With The Devil - @jamespotterthefirst  What will Ethan Ramsey do when he watches her dance with Tobias Carrick. Feat. Tobias Carrick

A Dangerous Thing - @droppedmydamncroissant  Ethan juxtaposes a new love under the light of a past one, for the pursuit of pleasure demands a degree of selfishness.

A doctor who became my stalker - @lapisreviewsstuff  A month ago, Geli broke up with Ethan. Month later, a stalker tries to ruin Geli’s new boyfriend- Raleigh Carrera and tries to win Geli’s heart.

A Drunken Nightmare - @groovypalacehorselover  In which Ethan and MC slept together in Miami. 1.10 Rewrite of the morning after.

Part 2

A Fight Like Any Other - @utterlyinevitable   There’s only one bed and we sleep as far away as possible from each other but wake up cuddling.

A Girl Walks Into a Bar - @takeharryandgo  Donahue’s, take two. 1.2 Rewrite from Ethan’s POV.  

A Hand to Hold - @mrschoicesobsessed  2.13 rewrite. It’s hard to believe that Casey would be able to return to work after something so horrendous happened.

A Million Cuts A Million Waves - @gryffindordaughterofathena  All actions have consequences, what was the consequence of the Miami kiss?

A New Light - @gryffindordaughterofathena  Ethan tries to let go of his rules for just one night.

A New Start - @jerzwriter   Kaycee’s time in Boston is coming to an end, and she’s grateful that her goodbyes are now behind her. But fate had other plans….

A Picture to Burn - @genevievemd   While secretly staying at Ethan’s apartment after the attack, she discovers something she shouldn’t.

A Risk Worth Taking - @tmarie82 1.10 Miami rewrite. 

A Rock and a Hard Place - @coffeeheartaddict2  Ⓜ Ethan has a decision to make about how much of a relationship he wants to have with Louise. TW: mentions of addiction

A Song for the Occasion - @potionsprefect  He tells her some news and one song helps her digest it all.

A Week To Forget - @liaromancewriter  Between Ethan leaving and a friends betrayal, she’s moments away from giving up. [1.14]

Absolution - @togetherwearerapture  After the funeral, Ethan and Elle both struggle to process the aftermath of the attack. They talk about death, and life, things that came so close to being unsaid forever, and the elephant in the room. Ethan realises there is something that Elle really needs to hear.

Adore You - @jamespotterthefirst  Ethan realizes how utter powerless he is before her. Set after Leland Bloom’s first consult.

Afterglow - @nazario-sayeed A visiting attending asked MC out and Ethan’s jealous. 

All I Ask - @jamespotterthefirst  A jealous Ethan confronts her about Bryce.

All I need - @perriewinklenerdie  A week after the events in Miami, Ethan is still avoiding Claire at all costs. Naveen steps in to push him into the right direction.

All I Want - @openheart12  Ethan lost the love of his life. TW: Death, Suicide.

All I Want For Christmas - @lucy-268 🎄 When Bloom institutes a “no fraternization” policy at the hospital, what does that mean for Ethan and Charley, and their planned holiday getaway?

All That Matters - @mm2305  Olivia gets seriously injured. How does Ethan react? TW: Mentions of death

All The Lies - @checkurwindow Ethan leaves her in the morning. He went to the Amazon a second time and things haven’t been the same since. [Breakup Fic] Feat. 3 y.o. Baby Ethan 

All the Reasons Not To - @cariantha  Resolves are put to the test during the reset period.

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All the time in the world - @perriewinklenerdie  They break up after they said one word more than they should. Are they more miserable with, or without each other?

All You Had To Do Was Stay - @josiesopenheart  Ethan and Josie talk for the first time after he comes home from the Amazon

Almost - @socalwriterbee  After a night spent together, the reality of what happened three years ago starts to hit Ethan.

Alone - @openheartfanfiction  A rewrite of 2.11. Feat. Rafael Aviero.

Always (Part 2)  - @missmiimiiedraws  Ethan lets his thoughts wander the evening after the bioattack.

An Awakening - @stygianflood  Naveen has a gathering at his place; we dwell on Dr. Banerji before Edenbrook, and Ethan might have a confession at last. Feat. Platonic Naveen x MC

An Ocean Away - @genevievemd  After helping Gwyneth Monroe, she invites the team to attend the “Influencer’s Ball”, where Ethan and Gen wrestle with their feelings for each other.

An Understanding - @potionsprefect  Luke and Lily learn why one specific day always makes Victoria sad.

And Just Like That, He Lost Her - @lightofcordonia Ethan continues to reject his feelings for his intern. But one day he had a wake up call but once he realized that he needed her but it was too late. Feat. small Bryce x MC

A fight with memories - @drszjger Ethan grabs something when they are fighting, and that reminds Lily her abusive ex.

An Awkward Interval - @thosehallowedhalls Before leaving Miami, Casey knows she has to talk to Ethan. [1.10]

Anger of the Heart - @miss-smrxtiee  Their relationship as co workers has never been easy, but when Eliana’s anger reaches its peak, with their relationship take a turn for the worse or better?

Another Attending - @utterlyinevitable  Ethan and Becca have been having a rocky affair. He won’t be open with his feelings so she’s become distanced. As she knows, the best form of distancing is to become involved with someone else.

Apart - @dumortain-adam When Edenbrook closes, MC had to leave Boston and him. Set somewhere in the time jump in 2.18.  

As The Crow Flies - @genevievemd  Four days after their breakup, Ethan goes to Gen to try and fix what he’s broke.

Avoiding You - @randxmthxughts  MC reflecting on Miami. 

Back to the sun - @perriewinklenerdie   The argument leaves them exactly where he always said he wanted them to be. She won’t talk to him unless she absolutely has to.

Be Happy... - @jerzwriter  Just weeks after returning from Miami, Ethan secretly watches as Bryce fills the role he so eagerly desires for himself. Feat. Bryce x F!MC, Ethan x F!MC

Be Sweet - @droppedmydamncroissant  The rupture of their essence would deliver to Ethan a bitter lesson: hell hath no fury like a vengeful lover - for she bent the light in a way that concealed not only the darkness within herself, but the one outside.

Before It’s Too Late - @starryeyedrookie  An attack scene rewrite when Ethan spends the night with MC.

Begin Again - @coffeeheartaddict2   Following on from the attack and the beginning of dagger mountain. TW: Trauma, medically assisted suicide [2.13]

Begin Again - @dumortain-adam  MC starts a new life without Ethan in LA.

Better - @blazerina MC has once again disappointed Dr. Ethan Ramsey and struggles to figure out what to do next – is it really over for her? 

Better Days - @bex-la-get  The Ramsey's reminisce about a loved one, now gone. TW: Major Character Death

Better Days - @coffeeheartaddict2 Ⓜ Ethan and Casey receive some good news only to have it change quickly. TW: Pregnancy loss, mental health issues

Bittersweet - @liaromancewriter  A chance detour opens old wounds for Ethan and Cassie. TW: Mention of pregnancy loss

Black and White - @irisofpurple  Naveen has a heart to heart with Lana & spills unknown details of his past. Feat. Naveen Banerji

Black Sun - @droppedmydamncroissant          Calypso to learn that the moves she compels cost lavishly - while she walks about like a queen, she is reminded that the king can also advance. Perhaps, just not the king she expected.

Blankets Over Barbed Wire - @bex-la-get   Ethan’s demons come back to haunt him when Louise reappears out of the blue. Feat. Louise Ramsey

Blind Dates - @starrystarrytrouble Set in the car ride enroute to the art gallery diamond scene in Chap 4, OH2. What made Ethan so angsty at the gallery?

Blurry Night - @alina-yol-ramsey  Ethan sees MC 3 years after their breakup. Written completely from Ethan's POV.

Bonding Moments - @heauxplesslydevoted  After a hard day at work, Naomi bonds with an unlikely ally. [Platonic Pairing] Feat. Platonic Aurora

Breathe Again - @bex-la-get  When things end on a sour note for Ethan and Natalie, Nat finds solace with an unexpected friend. Feat. Tobias Carrick

Breaking Down his Walls - @openheart12  Ethan reflects on MC’s impact on his life, MC gets asked out by Tobias. Feat. Tobias Carrick.

Bridge Over Troubled Waters - @coffeeheartaddict2   Following on from the end of book 1. My interpretation of what lead Dr Ramsey on his Amazonian sojourn.

Broken - @openheart12  2.3 Rewrite of Alan coffee shop scene.

Broken Dreams - @liaromancewriter  When Cassie’s ex returns, she has to reflect on the person she was and the love she’s found that is worth fighting for.

Broken Heart - @potionsprefect  They’re so near yet so far from each other.

Burned To Ashes - @genevievemd  A baby bit of angsty longing, set after 2.3.

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