Family Values. (12)
“Are you crazy?” Will questioned, dropping her nearly impossible patient file on the case. “You’re not an idiot, obviously seeing as you’re the top neurosurgeon in the country, so why are you trying to operate on the man’s brain stem? He literally snapped his neck in a car crash, is paralyzed and you think you can fix him?”
“Will, the damage is more like his nerves getting mixed up. Like when you plug the red wire into the TV instead of the yellow so you hear noise but have a blank screen.”
“I’m a doctor too, you don’t have to dumb it down for me.”
“I wasn’t dumbing it down for you,” She motioned to Jay in the corner of her office.
“Oh wow, thanks. I appreciate.” Jay rolled his eyes, pushing himself off the wall and walking around her. His hands kneaded softly into her shoulders, voice less abrasive then Will’s who’d always been a bit dramatic. “We’re just worried about you. You have a flawless record and now you want to try an near impossible surgery that you either succeed at and he walks or you fail at and he dies.”
“You think I’m worried about my record?”
“No, but we’re worried about what it will do to you if you don’t succeed.” Will sighed, slumping into the chair opposite her desk. She copied his sigh, one hand reaching up to grasp Jay’s and the other out for Will. They both tangled their fingers with hers.
“I appreciate you guys, I do but I want to do something meaningful, you know? People don’t have to remember it after I’m gone, but I just wanna know that I did good. I want to know I took the risks no other surgeon would, as long as I think it will help my patient. He knows the risks, as do I, and we both agree that it’s worth a shot. If I don’t succeed, I will be devastated for a little while but if I don’t try? That’s me not doing my job, not following the oath I took as a surgeon to do what I have to, to save my patient.”
“You’re as close to perfect as surgeon’s get.” Will admired, “And we love you. So if this is something you have to do, then we have your back. We just wanted to check in, see if this was something you truly wanted to do.”
“It’s something I have to do.” They both shared a look, nodding solemnly. They had both been there in their careers, in their lives and understood better than anyone wanting to do something right in the world. She was just being extra with it, as per usual.
“You’re an amazing woman, you know that?”
“No, nuh uh. Nah. Don’t,” Jay denied, groaning as he pulled her head to rest on his stomach in the weirdest hug. “She is a baby, the small little girl who used to cry when a butterfly got stuck in a spider web not a woman Will, shut your mouth.”
They all laughed, hands still intertwined and love filling the room as any nerves about the surgery drifted away with their inside jokes. They were a surgeon, a ER doctor, and a detective. All completely different, yet exactly the same because they were more than their profession, or their titles in that moment. They were family.