I meet with the forensic pathology department at Mercy Heights first. I guess I wanted to get a tour of the place, build up to meeting Dr. Petrelli again. Their facilities are good, the location is closer to my apartment, the staff is friendly enough, and they appear eager to have me. The head must have googled my name before I arrived. I
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After changing I went back to my office and checked my messages. It was quiet, which wasn't out of the ordinary. I never had appointments or meetings on ER days or the day after.
Taking a chance that Peter wasn't busy either, I took the elevator down to his floor and walked to the psychiatric section of Mercy Heights. I smiled and nodding along the way. In my haste I forgot the trick of carrying around a patient's file to look busy. I came around the corner and started down the hall to Peter's office when I saw someone else waiting there. "Can I help you?"
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"Possibly, although it's nothing pressing. I'm Ted Grey. Dr. Petrelli asked me to drop by when I was here, so I thought I'd see if he had any free time available." If not, I'll...be rather disappointed, but I'll hardly be showing it.
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"I don't know if he's busy or not. His receptionist wasn't at her desk, and I didn't call." I glance at the now empty office across the hall from Peter's. "Why don't we wait in there. There's a vacancy."
I flick on the lights on my way in. The office is spotlessly clean, not that it was messy before. Dr. Sinclair didn't like disorder. Now there's a real smile on my face as I think about the fun Peter and I had moving things around in here. It drove her nuts. She was so paranoid. Peter was so disappointed when she quit and moved away before we could have anymore lasting fun with her.
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Peter's door opens, and I can almost feel the misery radiating from his patient. It's probably drowned out by the glee that Peter's barely containing. He does seem to enjoy making his patients cry. It amazes me that no one's caught on. I loved when Elle realized that of the two of us, Peter was the more dangerous and cruel.
"A drink sounds great," I tell him as we shift to his office. "I had another craptastic day in the ER. Some little kid puked on me. Ted, you've got the best job of the three of us. Your patients don't barf. Although I suppose they do occasionally pop."
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Pouring them each a drink, I hand them their glasses and then pour my own. "Christ, I'm glad I don't have to deal with that. I just get wet furniture and a garbage can full of used tissues." I sit down with a sigh. "I'm glad you got a chance to meet Gabriel now." I make a face at Gabriel's comment about patients popping, I so did not need that visual.
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I take a sizable gulp and feel the scotch burn down my throat. I nearly close my eyes, enjoying it, and I smile at Peter. "Good stuff. Thanks."
I lean back in my chair, getting myself settled. Then I look toward Gabriel. "I imagine the ER shifts are never much fun. What comes through there is almost as crazy as the sort of things they tend to send me. Hope you're done with it for awhile."
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I drop down into my usual chair across from his desk and lean back with a sigh. "Well at least you can get away with hosing down your patients. They tend to frown on me doing that."
"Luckily I only do a couple of ER shifts a week. I like to keep an eye on things, and as much as I love the power, being the Head of Neurology can be dull as watching paint dry. Other than the occasional puke festival, I kind of like the rest of it. I never have minded getting my hands bloody."
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"And we get to the heart of why I could never be a psychologist," I say, with a smirk. "I'd probably end up telling them all to shape themselves up within a week or two. I just don't have patience for a lot of people, much less ones with real problems. I will stick over in the field where you hack your patients up. Sounds like Dr. Gray is with me on this."
I give him a small smile and turn more toward him. "Of course you have to be much more careful. Neurosurgery takes such a delicate hand. You're the head of the department, you said? Do you like having such a high position? The extra paperwork seems like such a detriment to me, but of course there are tons of perks." He doesn't seem very old yet- ambitious one, isn't he? I'm not surprised.
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"I sort of fell into the position. My predecessor got a job out of state, and Dr. Scully wanted me to take her place." Not that I didn't have to force the issue with Chandra, but with Mohinder taking up residence in the hospital incinerators he didn't have sonny boy around to take my spot. "I was top of my class from Stanford, and I was the only person on staff up to the job. I do hate the meetings and paperwork though."
"It's a lot better when you get to play with your food." Yeah, let's see what Ted thinks about that comment. Peter liked it enough to chuckle.
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Nonetheless, I sit up a little more in my seat. Gabriel mentions playing with his food, Peter chuckles, and I just can't keep it in. I laugh too, shaking my head. "Interesting way of putting it," I reply, giving him a smile.
I should be scared, but instead I'm just tense-- awake. "So are we going to speak plainly, or is half the fun talking in riddles? Because I'm fine with either. We've just about run out of work-related gossip, though, unless you want me to get into why I transferred out of my last residency." I'm being a smart-ass. It's what got me into trouble the last time, too.
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"I'd love to hear why you left. Do tell." Please make it a good story, Ted. Peter will know if you're lying, and where would the fun be in that.
This will be a challenge for Peter and I. Neither one of us wants to use a power in front of Ted. We've got to play this human. Well as human as a pair of serial killers get.
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Gabriel encourages him to tell us why he left his last residency and I pay attention. What he says here will tell us a lot on whether we can trust him with anything about us, other then the public faces. "Gossip is boring but Gabriel's right, we would like to know why you left. It sounded like you had a good thing going there, so what changed?"
Ted looks slightly uncomfortable but not enough to not talk to us. Besides, he opened up the conversation for this topic. "I'm sure it can't be that bad." A smirk quirks the corner of my mouth.
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