#willistibbs

@exsgttibbs

Minnie had just gotten out of Isabel’s surgery with Zira and she was... well there was a reason medical workers were told not to treat loved ones. The thing was, however, that Swynlake was a small town and with all that was happening tonight recommendations flew out the window.

So did scrubs.

The brunette had actually had the night off and so she had attended the same mixer that went up in flames with Marzel. She had made her way into the hospital with Isa and it was now all hands on deck. She was here and the hospital was not releasing her when all hell was breaking loose everywhere around them. It didn’t matter if the brunette was in civilian clothing, her charge nurse put her straight to work the minute she spotted her. 

Which was completely okay with Minnie, she wouldn’t have turned back anyways. The hospital needed the help and she wanted to help. She also needed the distraction because her boyfriend had left to go right back in that chaos and find his sister. If she wasn’t occupied she would turn into a puddle of worried mess.  

Swiftly placing her hair up she entered the first room she spotted that needed an extra pair of hands. 

Tibbs was in the room beside a patient that looked pretty busted up and with no back up. The patient was a kid, couldn’t be older than Isa or Ollie and he was not looking in great shape. He looked like he came out the short stick of a brutal fight. 

@exsgttibbs

Ellie felt like shit, and that was saying something considering that she tended to feel awful on an almost daily basis due to her cancer. This morning, however, it wasn’t the normal fatigue, nor as far as she was aware was she fighting off any type of infection. No, this time it was her abdomen. 

It was killing her. 

The ginger had noticed that in the pass couple of days she had been having little bouts of pain around her upper abdomen, and to top it off, eating had become difficult to do. She felt full even without eating, which was odd for a girl who loves food. 

The thing was she simply attributed all of this to being a part of her cancer (that wasn’t exactly being treated), so she had pushed it off, but now Ellie was currently hurled over in fetal position trying to get through the pain. This was definitely not the cancer, or at least not directly? Ellie wasn’t sure, but after what seemed like forever curled up and a couple of shed tears, the ginger caved in and found herself in the ER. 

She was lead to a room, the pain dwindling at this point though still very present. The red head had no idea whom she was going to be seeing (she didn’t have a primary doctor or whatever for her cancer), so she simply waited with a solemn face, arms tightly hugging her waist as a doctor stepped in, whom she realized she faintly recognize having ran into during one of her trips here in the hospital.