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10 May 2008 @ 09:36 pm
First Draft Of Fic: And The Wind Began To Blow  

Title: And The Wind Began To Blow
Fandom: Scrubs
Summary:
I don't have a good summary yet.
Genre: Angst
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or song lyrics.
I wrote this tonight, becuase I was kinda bored. It's only a first draft, so it could change. I'm just looking for opinions on the first (rather short) chapter. Please let me know what you think. :)

And the wind began to blow and all the trees began to pant
And the world in its cold way started coming alive
And I stood there like a business man waiting for the train
And I got ready for the future to arrive
 
(Woke Up New, The Mountain Goats)
 
It’s only when Turk walks out of the operating room that he feels the tears running down his cheeks. It’s only then he’s aware of the child’s blood on his scrubs. It’s only when the rest of the surgical team follows him out of the OR that he notices that they are all crying too.
 
Dr Wen walks into the scrub-in room as everybody else is leaving. He puts a hand on Turk’s shoulder. “There was nothing you could have done. There was too much damage done before you could even try to fix it.” That doesn’t make Turk feel any better.
 
He stands there, in that scrub room, and time seems to stop. Turk knows it has to be moving, but it doesn’t feel like that, because all he can see and hear is himself calling the time of death of a four-year-old.
 
Turk’s legs start moving, but he doesn’t feel as though he’s controlling them. They take him along the corridor, the empty corridor. They lead him towards the stairs but Turk as to hold on to the banister because he’s not sure he can hold himself up. He is taken into the ICU.
 
The ICU is quieter than usual. There’s no noise of talking, just the faint sounds of medical machines. Any other time, this would bother Turk, but now he doesn’t care. He can’t think of anything but what happened in that OR.
 
He wanders. Somewhere. Anywhere. He only stops walking when Dr Cox stands in front of him.
 
“I can’t.” Turk’s voice is quiet and it’s shaky. “I can’t be the one to tell them.”
 
“Ghandi, you… there’s no one to tell, Turk.”
 
Turk looks up from the ground and sees that Dr Cox’s eyes are red and tearful. He hopes that what Dr Cox said doesn’t mean what he thinks it does. He doesn’t want to believe what Dr Cox said, but he has to. Because Dr Cox never cries and Dr Cox never calls him Turk.
 
“I’m really sorry, Turk.”
 
But Turk doesn’t hear him. He starts walking again, but he doesn’t know where he’s going. He can’t think. He can only hear and amalgamation of what Dr Cox said and himself calling a child’s time of death.
 
He walks and before he realises it he’s outside the hospital. His shift isn’t over yet, but he doesn’t care. He is still in blood-covered scrubs, but he doesn’t care. Because the world he’s standing now is a different one to what he entered the hospital this morning in. This new world is colder, and Turk doesn’t like it.
 
People outside are laughing. They’re laughing and they’re happy. The world is spinning madly on, but Turk doesn’t understand that.
 
Turk sits in his car, but he feels completely uncomfortable in there. The frame of the car seems to close in on him. His hands feel awkward gripping the steering wheel. He can’t get his head around controlling a car, when the same thing has just claimed the lives of three people he loves. Loved. But he has to go home, he needs to go home.
 
Carla. He has to go home and tell Carla all this. It’s all going to devastate her, and Turk doesn’t know how he’ll be able to hold her up when he doesn’t know where to find the strength to hold himself up.
 
And Izzy. She’s too young to understand completely, but she’ll know something’s wrong. She’ll see Mommy and Daddy crying and she’ll ask questions. And Turk doesn’t know how to answer them.
 
This new world he’s in doesn’t make sense.
 
 
Current Mood: artistic
Current Music: Woke Up New, Mountain Goats
 
 
 
Tortured Chickenxxcozmicstar on May 10th, 2008 09:28 pm (UTC)
Oh my god, who did you kill? WHO DID YOU KILL?!?!!

Beautifully written Mars, I'm close to tears! But..WHO DID YOU KILL?!?!
talking_cookietalking_cookie on May 10th, 2008 09:30 pm (UTC)
Okay: first of all, you just made me laugh out loud with your comment!

And second would you let me away with saying 'no comment'?

And third, thanks for reading! :)

Tortured Chickenxxcozmicstar on May 10th, 2008 09:44 pm (UTC)
Good too know! And Noo! I certainly will not let you get away with it!

Unless, you cough over a new chapter of My Someone Else's life. :P

I'm an evil genius. "Jesus H. Cox." :)
talking_cookietalking_cookie on May 10th, 2008 09:47 pm (UTC)
Now, see, the problem I have with that is I don't have another chapter of Someone Else's Life to cough over!

So, Jesus H Cox, what do you want from me? :lol:
Tortured Chickenxxcozmicstar on May 10th, 2008 10:42 pm (UTC)
I don't know anymore. I don't think I really want to know who you killed. Knowing you it's probably someone good. :lol:
rainbow_daisies: JDElliot kissrainbow_daisies on May 11th, 2008 09:19 am (UTC)
Still haven't read the new chapter but if you killed off JD, Elliot and Sammy I'm gonna hunt you. *threathening voice* :P
talking_cookietalking_cookie on May 11th, 2008 09:30 am (UTC)
Um..... No comment?
brajaviobrajavio on May 11th, 2008 10:49 am (UTC)
The next sentence better be:

"Turk then awoke from his dream"

Otherwise there shall be words :p
talking_cookietalking_cookie on May 11th, 2008 10:50 am (UTC)
There shall be words?.... I'm scared!!!!