[For George]

[knowthyexits]

It only figures, Sarah believes. She gets a doctor and almost can put her trust in the woman and suddenly, she's gone. Just like she's dropped out of time, gone. And really, she knows that the woman had a husband and child and she has no claim. Still, she's relieved that at least the husband hasn't been left behind.

This leaves her with no doctor, though. At least, not yet. She has a chance, though. When it comes time for his clinic shift, that's when she shows up at the door, arms crossed and leaning against the doorway. "Hi," is all she manages with a tight smile, as if somehow he could read her mind and figure out what she's doing there.

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[doubleomalley.livejournal.com]

It wasn't all that strange to see people walk into a clinic -- generally, everyone needed help from time to time. George just wasn't expecting anyone to come around, which was probably his own fault for being lulled into some kind of rut when it came to his own clinic shift.

Other than births, scrapes and sunburns, things were generally low-key.

"Hey, Sarah," he said, giving her a smile as he got up, the rolling chair (Addison Montgomery's legacy, if that was to be believed) moving back half a foot. "How are you?"

[knowthyexits]

She nodded and pressed her lips together before even considering words. Her gaze fell to the wheels of the chair as she put together rehearsed words in her head before actually meeting his gaze. "I'm...okay," she admitted, stepping inside and smoothing her shirt out. "Are you taking on new patients?"

Might as well just jump into it, eyes open.

[doubleomalley.livejournal.com]

If George was a little surprised Sarah had chosen him after her first impression of him had involved injuring himself with a toy, he didn't show it. He just gave her a smile, and gestured around to the relatively empty clinic. "Always. In fact, you'd make my day."

[knowthyexits]

She really can't help her strained smile at that, considering she's never really been the cause of anyone's day. She's been the ruination of one too many times to count, but she doesn't think people sit around wishing for that. She takes small steps inside, rubbing her palm up and down her upper arm, close to the wound from Cromartie. "Ellie Woodcomb was testing my blood and monitoring me for cancer," she says, voice hushed. "And now she's gone."

[doubleomalley.livejournal.com]

He'd seen enough over the years to know when not to react, and something like this, the quiet way Sarah came to him, counted as one of those times. The smile faded, but George just let slight concern take its place.

He had to work for a moment to shove aside everything in him that screamed Izzie.

"I'll get your file," he said, gesturing vaguely to the desk area, "do you want to go talk in one of the rooms? It's private."

[knowthyexits]

"That'd be good," she agrees, because there's the ever-present worry that there's going to be something on that file that shouldn't be shared in public company. She takes a deep breath and tries to remind herself that she's seen far worse than a disease. She's lucky to even be alive at this point.

Still, she hasn't fought this hard to be taken out by a disease.

[doubleomalley.livejournal.com]

He still missed Ellie's presence -- missed her for Meredith's sake, too -- but finding Sarah's file was easy enough, and George ushered her into the back room saved for crashing doctors.

Gesturing for her to sit down in the chair, George leaned against the desk as he read through the file. "So...looks like she did get the blood results back," he finally said, looking at Sarah, and allowed himself a small smile. "They're clean."

[knowthyexits]

She relaxes only slightly, her shoulders descending all of a millimeter as she lets out a tense breath. "Okay," she says, not taking that as a reprieve, but only as a delay in what's inevitable according to history. "Okay," she gets out, nodding distractedly. "What comes next?"

[doubleomalley.livejournal.com]

"We monitor you for the next couple of months," he replied. It was easy to be optimistic here, and the only feeling George could afford. Cancer was hardly easy when they were around technology to treat it. "We'll watch your weight and your health, and do another blood test in a month, see where we're at."

[knowthyexits]

Sarah listens thoughtfully and nods along, even if she's tuning out and the words are mostly going in one ear and out the other. It's important that she's clean. It's good that she is, but she feels like it's an uphill battle. "So what else would Ellie have done at this appointment?"

[doubleomalley.livejournal.com]

He'd have to give the file a thorough look later, but Ellie had been the kind of doctor George had been happy to work with -- nice, personable, and neater than most. "Well, right now I'll give you a physical, and use today's results as...kind of a measure of sorts, for the next couple of months."

[knowthyexits]

Sarah presses her lips together and debates whether she should be honest before or whether he's going to find out after. "There are some...I've got some..." she's stammering, slightly, but what could be seen as anxiety is just worry that she won't be able to come up with a story. "My life hasn't always been so calm," she settles on saying. "And I haven't always known the best of men."