[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?"