Fight: Chapter One
Hey guys,
I thought I'd post this here for people who are SP fans that aren't on sp.com and ff.net. Enjoy, and let me know what you think. I've got the first 14 chapters written and posted, so I'll try and remember to update this regularly.
Summary: Kate McGregor is in for the fight of her life.
Spoilers for season 4.
Fight
Chapter 1
Kate McGregor sat in the uncomfortable plastic chair in the waiting room. Twirling her hat nervously in her hands she allowed her body to slide slightly down the shiny surface, watching as other patients were called in ahead of her, eventually leaving her alone in the waiting room. In an attempt to alleviate her boredom, Kate picked up a trashy magazine from the pile to her right. Paying no attention to the headlines splashed across the colourful cover, she opened the glossy paper slowly, thumbing through the pages in an attempt to find an article that appealed. Finding nothing to interest her, she threw the magazine back to its original location, sighing loudly as she waited to be called in to see the Doctor.
'Lieutenant McGregor?' a male voice questioned, looking around the empty room. Kate stood, straightening her whites and placing her hat into position atop her head. She approached the older man, offering her hand as he gestured for her to follow him down the hallway. 'Third door on the right,' he told her, pausing to collect more paperwork from the receptionist. Following the man's directions, Kate entered the small room, taking a seat on the chair next to the desk. Pulling her hat from her head once again, Kate waited nervously for the Doctor to enter. He did so, moments later, shutting the door behind him. 'Lieutenant McGregor,' he began, only to be cut off by the woman in front of him. 'Please, call me Kate.'
'Kate,' he corrected himself before continuing, 'Before we start can you tell me what brings you in today?'
Swallowing a lump in her throat she looks at the Doctor, his pen poised to take notes as she speaks 'Two weeks ago while on Patrol I discovered what I believe to be a suspicious lump in my left breast. When I returned to port I had it examined, and they performed a Mammogram, and I'm here today to have a needle biopsy done to confirm their diagnosis.' The doctor, Marcus Green, his name badge read, hurriedly finished scribbling his notes,
'Do they have any ideas on what this lump could be?'
'None that they've shared. I'm hoping that this biopsy will give me some answers.'
'Ok, shall we start?' Kate nodded her affirmation. 'What I'm going to do is numb the area and take some fluid from the lump for analysis. I'm going to give you a local anaesthetic to numb the area so hopefully you won't feel too much discomfort. If you want to get changed into that gown over there we can begin.' Kate stood, dropping her hat onto the seat beside her, and picking the gown up from the bed, pulling the curtain closed around her as she changed into the papery garment. Opening the curtain again she hopped up onto the bed, swinging her legs nervously over the side while she waited for Doctor Green to come over.
Dropping the last of the vials on the table, Dr. Green stuck the labels around the plastic, before turning back to his patient lying on the bed, a look of discomfort spread across her face. 'Ok Kate, that's all for now, I'll leave you to get dressed.' Kate muttered a weak response, the procedure more painful than she had anticipated. Once the curtains were drawn again she sat up, swinging her legs towards the ground, awkwardly getting to her feet, using the bed as a support. She pulled the papery gown off, throwing it on the bed behind her as she attempted to redress in her Whites. Ten minutes later, after a great deal of effort and pain, she emerged from behind the curtains, walking unsteadily over to retake her seat next to the desk. 'We should have the results back in a couple of days; will you still be in Port?' Kate shrugged,
'We're not due to go out again until Friday, but anything could happen between now and then.' He nodded,
'I understand, I just need you to sign here and then we're done for today. Someone will call you when the results are in.'
'Ok,' she replied, signing the form in her loopy script, 'I'll speak to you then.' Kate dropped the pen on the desk and stood to shake the hand of the man opposite her, 'Thank you.' Collecting her hat and sitting it back atop her head she left the room, ignoring the stinging pain in her left side.
I thought I'd post this here for people who are SP fans that aren't on sp.com and ff.net. Enjoy, and let me know what you think. I've got the first 14 chapters written and posted, so I'll try and remember to update this regularly.
Summary: Kate McGregor is in for the fight of her life.
Spoilers for season 4.
Fight
Chapter 1
Kate McGregor sat in the uncomfortable plastic chair in the waiting room. Twirling her hat nervously in her hands she allowed her body to slide slightly down the shiny surface, watching as other patients were called in ahead of her, eventually leaving her alone in the waiting room. In an attempt to alleviate her boredom, Kate picked up a trashy magazine from the pile to her right. Paying no attention to the headlines splashed across the colourful cover, she opened the glossy paper slowly, thumbing through the pages in an attempt to find an article that appealed. Finding nothing to interest her, she threw the magazine back to its original location, sighing loudly as she waited to be called in to see the Doctor.
'Lieutenant McGregor?' a male voice questioned, looking around the empty room. Kate stood, straightening her whites and placing her hat into position atop her head. She approached the older man, offering her hand as he gestured for her to follow him down the hallway. 'Third door on the right,' he told her, pausing to collect more paperwork from the receptionist. Following the man's directions, Kate entered the small room, taking a seat on the chair next to the desk. Pulling her hat from her head once again, Kate waited nervously for the Doctor to enter. He did so, moments later, shutting the door behind him. 'Lieutenant McGregor,' he began, only to be cut off by the woman in front of him. 'Please, call me Kate.'
'Kate,' he corrected himself before continuing, 'Before we start can you tell me what brings you in today?'
Swallowing a lump in her throat she looks at the Doctor, his pen poised to take notes as she speaks 'Two weeks ago while on Patrol I discovered what I believe to be a suspicious lump in my left breast. When I returned to port I had it examined, and they performed a Mammogram, and I'm here today to have a needle biopsy done to confirm their diagnosis.' The doctor, Marcus Green, his name badge read, hurriedly finished scribbling his notes,
'Do they have any ideas on what this lump could be?'
'None that they've shared. I'm hoping that this biopsy will give me some answers.'
'Ok, shall we start?' Kate nodded her affirmation. 'What I'm going to do is numb the area and take some fluid from the lump for analysis. I'm going to give you a local anaesthetic to numb the area so hopefully you won't feel too much discomfort. If you want to get changed into that gown over there we can begin.' Kate stood, dropping her hat onto the seat beside her, and picking the gown up from the bed, pulling the curtain closed around her as she changed into the papery garment. Opening the curtain again she hopped up onto the bed, swinging her legs nervously over the side while she waited for Doctor Green to come over.
Dropping the last of the vials on the table, Dr. Green stuck the labels around the plastic, before turning back to his patient lying on the bed, a look of discomfort spread across her face. 'Ok Kate, that's all for now, I'll leave you to get dressed.' Kate muttered a weak response, the procedure more painful than she had anticipated. Once the curtains were drawn again she sat up, swinging her legs towards the ground, awkwardly getting to her feet, using the bed as a support. She pulled the papery gown off, throwing it on the bed behind her as she attempted to redress in her Whites. Ten minutes later, after a great deal of effort and pain, she emerged from behind the curtains, walking unsteadily over to retake her seat next to the desk. 'We should have the results back in a couple of days; will you still be in Port?' Kate shrugged,
'We're not due to go out again until Friday, but anything could happen between now and then.' He nodded,
'I understand, I just need you to sign here and then we're done for today. Someone will call you when the results are in.'
'Ok,' she replied, signing the form in her loopy script, 'I'll speak to you then.' Kate dropped the pen on the desk and stood to shake the hand of the man opposite her, 'Thank you.' Collecting her hat and sitting it back atop her head she left the room, ignoring the stinging pain in her left side.