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“Do you already know who the new ER chief is?” Morris asked turning once again towards Abby. She felt herself blush by the mere mention of their future chief. She cleared her throat but no sound seemed able to pass her lips. She coughed a little, mentally chastising herself for letting pictures from the previous night and early morning enter her mind with Morris or anyone next to her.
“Was it announced?” Neela wondered coming to her rescue.
“Not yet. But the choice has been made.” Morris confirmed. “Sadly as none of our Attendings is in at this ungodly hour, we’re all left to wonder.”
“Then why are you asking me?” Abby could finally vocalize her question.
“We thought you might know.” Frank answered, suddenly very interested by the turn their conversation had taken.
“Why should I know?” She insisted on the ‘I’.
“Oh come on, Abby. You chatted with Kovac last night.” The clerk reminded her. “We thought that maybe, he had told you something.”
“Maybe he did, maybe he didn’t. But it isn’t my place to say anything.” She added with a smile. “And as I was reminded forcefully several times, my shift has started and patients are waiting for me. Let’s see, hmm yummy, I have an ulcer to debride in Exam 1, a head lac to suture in 3, a woman with abdominal pains in 2 and a little boy who has apparently lost 2 marbles in his nose in 4. Suddenly I’m happy I didn’t have time for breakfast. See, I’m far too busy to answer your questions.”
“I’ll take the ulcer, if you tell me who the new ER chief is.” Morris proposed, ready to take the chart from her.
“I’ll give you a doughnut.” Frank offered already opening the box containing his much beloved morning treats.
“Hmm I don’t know.” Abby tapped with a pen against her lips, pretending to give their offers serious thinking. “The idea of you depending on me for news is kind of thrilling, elating...” She finally said. Both men drew back frowning.
“Don’t push it, we’ll know in 40 minutes.” Morris reminded her.
“Exactly. Happy waiting! See you when I’m finished.” Abby smiled and turned on her heels.
“I can’t believe, she didn’t say a thing.” Morris sat down next to Frank and went through his files sighing.
“I’d say it’s Kovac.” Frank predicted. “He was in too good a mood last night for having lost to Clemente.”
“Yeah, he had a good day yesterday.” The chief resident agreed.
“He definitely got lucky.” Frank laughed at his little joke and winked at Neela and Chuny. Morris looked up from his files.
“Becoming chief has nothing to do with luck.” He explained with passion. “It’s skills, hard word and dedication.”
“He wasn’t talking about becoming chief.” Chuny explained.
“About what then?” Morris frowned and looked at both women questioningly.
“Morris, you’re really clueless sometimes.” Neela noted. “I’ll go help Abby, this report can wait.”
“What?” He asked her, as she left waving her hand in his direction. Chuny shook her head and followed the young doctor. Frank just smirked but remained silent. “Why isn’t anybody telling me a thing?”