[center][h1][color=a187be]Natasha Brinne[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] UCSFMC
[b]Interacting With:[/b][@Denny] [@ChaoticFox] [@SgtEasy][/center][hr]

	Tas looked up with a weary expression on her features as she heard the door open and let out a bit of a sigh as she saw Jeje rush in. She pulled her hand away from Echo's as he came over and straightened herself in the chair in which she had been curled up in. 

	She let him say his piece, letting him get it out even though she knew Echo was sleeping. Which was probably a good thing at this point since with the way he was acting she was afraid that he would get her crying again and hyperventilating. 

	Standing up she walked around to him and rested her hand on his shoulder, giving him a bit of a squeeze there as Echo's dad walked in. She nodded towards the man, who thanked her for looking after Echo through everything; shaking his hand slightly.

	[color=a187be]"Okay, both of you listen. She is going to be fine but she does have a long recovery ahead of her. The most important thing right now is that she gets plenty of rest and remains calm. She will be here a few days so I can make sure there are no complications,"[/color] she explained to both of the men.

	The intercom went off paging her downstairs and she perked a brow. Why was she getting paged? She had the test results, Echo was taken care of for now and she was OFF SHIFT. Grumbling she stepped over to the room phone and was about to pick it up when her phone went off. 

	Pulling it out of her back pocket she went to check the message; she was still in her street clothes and even with the gown she wore earlier she had spots of Echo's blood soaked into her t-shirt, jeans and splattered all over her shoes. She had managed to clean up any from her skin but she was just hoping Sam had gotten her message so she could change. 


[b][center][color=4682B4]From: My Man
I'm here in the lobby. What's going on?[/color][/center][/b]

	[i][color=a187be]"Oh, thank god,"[/color][/i] Tas thought to herself.

	Instead of answering the text she let Jeje and Mr. Young know she would return shortly and to behave otherwise they would have to deal with her. Quickly making her way down into the lobby her eyes scanned about until they fell on Sam. 

	For the first time in as long as she could remember she didn't smile when she saw him. She just walked slowly over to him, nearly trudging at this point as her eyes started to well up. Dr. Brinnes cool facade was gone now that she was out of sight of Echo and Tas's full emotions of the entire situation came crashing down on her as she buried her head against Sam's chest as she slipped her arms around him.

	[color=a187be]"There was a car wreck... Echo's messed up pretty bad,"[/color] she said quietly against his chest.

	She tried to keep from sobbing like a little child; she held most of it back but the tears still spilt out and trickled down her cheeks. Tas was shaking slightly as she let out a trembling breath, trying to compose herself. Slowly she looked up at him, her shirt showing some of the blood that had dried on it.

	[color=a187be]"I'm sorry I called you out of work, I just really needed you here,"[/color] she admitted before she buried her face back against his chest and clung to him meekly.

	She hated feeling weak and vulnerable like she did right then. The staff at the hospital called her Doc Glacier; she was cool as ice, nothing ever bothered her no matter how bad things got. Even when her emotions did get the better of her Tas always responded with anger, never tears. In fact only one person had ever seen her break down into tears since her mothers death all those years ago and that person was not Sam. She just hoped Sam wouldn't think less of her because she standing there crying like a baby.