New Life; Not So New Woman(Open)

[Abby Namara]

12 hours. She'd been here for 12 hours.
Dr. Namara looked through the glass window, her blue eyes peering in at the sleeping infants, thriving with life. Young, soft, innocent. Such sweet little creatures, beginning their first steps into life. Babies. So ready to be taken home, with their velvety soft skin.
Staring at them only made Abby realize the tragic truth that she still didn't have any.
35, and she still didn't even have a man she could hold onto.

Dressed in a casual maroon sweater and some black slacks, the woman was pressing her hands up against the window, her fingers tracing little hearts into it's glossy surface. A long, heaving sigh. Alone. She was still alone.
She's been standing there, in that spot. Her deep brown purse hanging low at her waist. Her eyes peering in at those wriggling new borns. And wishing she could have one. Wishing she could settle down, finally. And have a family. She'd never let anyone know, though. Not heart at the Hospital. She had her professional duties to tend to. Romance was not a key here.

It was certainly the key to her heart.
The key to what she longed for.

Another long, rough sigh. She'd delivered two bouncing babes today. Both male, both healthy as ever. All in the arms of their welcoming mothers. Proud, with their hair strung limply over their foreheads, pasted in place by sweat made from hours of hard labor, and bloody contractions.

So, why couldn't Abby endure that kind of suffering for such a beautiful reward? Why couldn't Abby enjoy the pride of having a child to hold in her weak arms, cradling it motherly against her chest. Like it was her world. Why?

Abby couldn't hold on to men. That was why. Mostly because the men she was into, were only into her generosity. And her willingness to give in to those cheap tricks all men afford to do.
She was a naieve woman. That is what Abby was.
And it was the only thing standing between her, and a family.
Why was it so hard to break through?

Her hair was pulled into a lazy bun, loose strands of blonde hair hanging into her sky blue eyes with a gentle, womanly personality. Although the frown on her face was as saddening as anything.

Abby never frowned on the job. Oh, hell no. She had to keep a smile, so that her patients would remain calm. All for her patients. She gave everything to these men and women. Expecting mothers, and fathers to be.

So why was she having such a hard time with things lately? Her tired eyes were glazed over with a dewy film, and Abby found herself pressing on her temples to keep herself from crying. Why crying? Abby Namara didn't cry.

She took in a deep breath through her nose, pulling her gaze away from the window and finally striding down the hallway, her heels clicking on the glossy tile floor as she headed towards the office to check out.

Abby was surrounded by people, people that cared about her.
Then why did she feel so empty?

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[Kristina Richards]

...And as I turn my back

The hospital was large, if it wasn't for her job the woman in the hall would not be here. When she was a kid this seemed like the passage way to the inferno or something. A faint smile cracked upon the tired face. Twenty eight years old, young and still wild, but trapped by the white walls...

Surprisingly there hadn't been more than four necessary surgeries that she had to attend in. Her auburn hair was only in a loose messy bun. Strands of the glinting red hair threaded everywhere among her face and neckline. She sighed and rubbed her temple, it was rare she was tired when she was working. Although it was rare she was not out partying...She just wasn't the girl she used to be.

She turned her head to peer down the hall, and to her surprise there was Doctor Namara. A Gynocologists, delivering babies and watching them lay in their mum's arms...Must be nice not to have to worry if you accidentally touch the wrong thing and kill someone. Heels clacked and the doctor walked off...Interest snagged, the resident of surgery walked quickley to catch up. Why had Doctor Namara been out here? Thinking about it made the girl realize, Abby Namara had been on the verge of tears.

That was when Kristina Richards realized, theres a hell lot more to these doctors than thought...And with her own problems bubbling she slowed her walk to be in stride with the other woman.

"How are you patients?"

The sounds of Time's chariot nears...

[Abby Namara]

Hm?
She hadn't noticed the young resident, catching up with her. Her blue eyes cleared themselves almost instantly. My patients are fine, sweety. How about yours? She asked simply, smiling at her. Hiding that little moment she'd had just a bit ago. Her heart strings were still nailed to that window. But she'd have to let that go. Or try to.

I didn't know I wasn't the only one in this wing... She said softly. The girl was so young, she'd take a crack at guess the woman was 27 or 28, definitely not over 30.
Like Abby was.

I was just giving the babies a quick look over..The nurses sometimes forget to check something. And I'm obsessive. She chuckled softly, Abby always had the will to laugh at herself. I was just heading home She added, her heels clicking down the hallway as she adjusted the collar of her soft maroon sweater, smiling.

Thoughts were whirling about her recent departure for yet another man. She'd been with him for a while, and she was hoping it would last. Turns out the man was only interested in what all the rest were interested. Abby's incredible desire to be loved. And have a family. The thought of her being so stupid burned her up inside. And tore at her generous heart in wicked licks of flame.

She pushed a loose strand of sunshine blonde from those caring blue eyes. Her purse swayed casually at her side. And she raised her watch up to her eyes softly. It was 1:53 am. And she still wasn't home, resting. Getting ready to return here tomorrow.

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[Kristina Richards]

She was the youngest resident here. How sad that she was treated like she was still an intern, it fired her up but she woudln't hold it against anyone. She was the baby and she knew it, some others didn't think she could quite comprehend older thoughts and issues, but she could, she was that smart, top of her class...So far.

"Good." A feeling inside made her want to say, you wish I was a man who loved you. It was the same wish Kris had had before, she knew the feeling of guys only wanting in your pants, come on, she wasn't hideous! She looked over the older Resident. The cresents you get under your eyes when you are tired were appearing on the middle aged woman's face. She was indeed probably ready to lay in bed with the man of her dreams...So was Kris but she wouldn't settle for that for a while.

"At least everyone will know you love this job that much." She tried to be helpful in making the woman feel better, Kristina wanted a friend and this woman lived near enough. "Yea you ought to go, I mean I know those cots in the staff area are not in any means comfortable." Truth was Kristina needed sleep too, but she couldn't sleep, infact she was quite hyper at the buzz of something happening while she was asleep. She loved being here and working, it was her dream.

Kris looked over at a couple of interns bustling about with their clipboards...Those days were torture! She was a lucky one with passing her first year, thank god! She smiled and let her gaze fall back to Abby. "Maybe one day when we both get home early we could go out and have a girls night out." Kristina smiled, she wasn't an inviter, she was a invitee, and she always brought the actual heart of the party with her, although she hadn't been out in a while.

[Abby Namara]

Ha, sure, I think I care a little too much. The woman smiled lightly, shaking her head and pushing a strand of blonde from her blue eyes again.

Abby would admit, she wasn't on her 'A' game. She was actually rather disappointed in herself. She was 35, and she hadn't managed to snag a man. Who wants to date a woman who was in her mid thirties? Finding a decent older man was so hard nowadays. They were all only interested in one thing.
Sex.
Now, this wouldn't be a problem to Abby if the men would actually stay with her. And love her.
Why was she being so melodramatic. She'd get no sympathy.

Yes. Yes. I was just heading home.. She retaliated to the womans suggestion for her to leave. Abby agreed with Kristina, and gave her a brilliantly warm smile. You're sweet. She added, clicking down the hallway towards the office to check out.
On the inside, she was so envious of the woman. So young, so ripe and beautiful.
I wouldn't mind going out on a womans day with you. It would probably be very, very refreshing. Abby smiled softly, her blue eyes warming up to the young doctor.

The girl had a great personality.
This was going to be worth it.

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[Kristina Richards]

With Abby saying she cared too much, Kristina only smiled and shook her head. She understood how hard it was not to get sad sometimes, but since Kristina's patient usually weren't extremely young, she didn't get that attatched. "It's hard soemtimes but what can you do?" It was a retorical question but one that was meant to comfort.

Kristina smiled lighly, a trace of it fading at the corners of her mouth. Her fatigue grew at the thought of her work, she wanted to be there but she was so tired. "Well, let's hope we get time off around each other and then we can have a weekly or monthly girls' night out. I think we could both use it with all this work!" She smiled and patted Abby Namara on the shoulder. "You live in my apartment complex, right?" Before the woman left, Krisitna wanted to make sure she wasn't imagining things and confirm her belief. After that the woman could go home to the apartment and Kristina would go to the uncomfortable cots and sleep lightly until her pager rang.

[Abby Namara]

Abby smiled It's hard for me just delivering baby's, and giving pregnancy tests, and supporting preemies, and helping a mother deal with a stale birth. I can only imagine how hard it must be for you. You deal with the blood and the guts. And ugh. Makes me glad I'm a pediatrician in ways. It could always be worse, ya know? She smiled at the girl, she was already beginning to like her. Cheering Abby up like that. It made the woman smile. It made her feel, not as lonely as she was.

I do live in your apartment complex. Ha, don't I? Abby rubbed the back of her neck, the strain was almost painful, but the stress was worth the reward. Sometimes Dr. Namara would spend her whole day on one woman. Helping her through the birthing stage. The second most painful part of a womans life. And the most painful? Watching their baby, after they've finally grown up, move out.. It brings tears to any mothers eyes. To have gone through so much for a baby girl, or boy. And then, watching them head off.

We should go out sometime soon, otherwise I'm going to end up becoming my job. I'll end up like some kind of ped drone She murmured softly, smirking and shoving her hands into her pockets. Sighing heavily, Abby looked at the young woman. I never asked, what was keeping you here so late? Her blue eyes were just as gentle as her smile. It was almost a reflex for Abby to smile. She did it so much.


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preemie - Pre-Mature Baby. xD Thought I'd bring that in just in case.

[Kristina Richards]

Kristina smiled and gave a small laugh. The Ped doctor was in the right, sometimes Kristina wished for a different departmen but she loved blood and guts...It sounds disgusting but it was fun to explore the human body; you find things you didn't know existed, besides the text in books. The surgery resident turned to Abby. "I like surgery though, blood and guts, it's just a part of life for me. Although sometimes I do get sick of it and wish for a job else where." Kristina didn't mention she would never give up her job.

"I was going to say, am I going mad?" Kristina's white smile showed and she rubbed her fatigued neck. She intended to go on and sleep on the bunks in the staff quarters; although she loathed not having her comfortable new bed, she had yet to sleep a week on it. "Then lets plan, Friday, or is your schedule busy? I think I am not on call." Krisitna eyed the doctor warily, of course the big desicion was wether or not she really wanted to go out, besides what she said.

Pondering the next question out of the Attending, Kristina realized there really wasn't anything keeping her here, but the love of her job. "You know, nothing...ha...I guess like you, I love my job, although it is sad for me to wait here and sleep here waiting for the next surgery..." Kristina actually considered going home but something held her back; her gut which was always reliable that something was going to happen. "But also I am on call and hate to drive home only to turn around, just incase." Krisitna gave a cheesy smile, it sounded understandable but rediculous... She sighed lightly.