(1) Meet Cute? I'd Rather Die
Book : Open Heart
Pairing : Bryce Lahela x Valerie Thomas
Word Count : 1090 words
Rating : General
Category : Fluff but we'll get to it in time
Trope : None Applicable
Warning : None
Series Summary : Bryce Lahela charms everyone he meets and Valerie Thomas smiles only at three people and none of them are Bryce. But as stories usually do some things are supposed to make you fall in love right? Right?
A/N : Hi! I have been missing since I posted a fic back in February, there were two reasons for that 1. I had exams and 2. I simply couldn't write. But yesterday some of the dialogue here simply came to me unprompted, so here we are. This is going to be five chapters which will span around three years of my timeline of the Oph universe.
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HER POV
It was never Valerie's intention to spend her first day at Bloom Edenbrook arguing with her extremely frustrating, head-ache-inducing colleague, whom she met about twenty minutes ago, but as fate would have it, that was exactly what she spent her first day doing.
"That was an extremely risky procedure and you know it, Doctor Lahela."
"But it did pay off", came his reply, accompanied by a cocky green.
"Pay off?", she could hear her own voice rising, "This could have killed the patient and I think you are not so dumb to not realize that you could have lost your licence for that."
"I would have not done anything to endanger a life." for a second his grin gives way to something genuine, something that makes her think Diana was right, maybe he isn't so insufferable after all.
"But are you worried for me Thomas?"
Nope. Insufferable. Irritating. Typical example of a man trying to charm everything that breathes.
"I can't believe how—", she cuts herself off from completing the sentence with "Diana could be friends with you.", with how loyal her best friend was it would not be the sign of a good friend to bring her in this conversation.
"Can't believe what Thomas?"
"It's none of your business, stop following me and go wherever you go to fix your impeccable hair in between surgeries."
Completely missing her sarcasm Bryce lights up, "so you think my hair is—"
She doesn't hear the rest of the sentence, taking the nearest exit on her left.
This is going to be a long day.
She needed to take a break, the previous surgery had rattled her, Bryce taking unnecessary risks doing nothing to lessen her first day nerves.
She had always been used to people looking up at her for ideas on what to do back at AIMMC. But no one knew her here. No one listened to her advice here. The interns all looked at Bryce and his risk taking ways for advice.
She was a nobody.
Valerie Thomas is not used to anonymity.
She needed Diana. Her unbridled optimism balancing out Valerie's subdued realism.
Maybe she can ask a nurse for directions to the Diagnostic Team Office.
Bloom Edenbrook was fucking big. Some kind of non-magical Hogwarts. Even with directions she was pretty sure she was lost.
Taking what must have been her fifth turn on the seventh floor, she almost ran into someone carrying a stack of files, stopping herself right on time because of the warning from the other woman's heels clicking on the linoleum.
"Oh, I am sorry" the woman called out, "I didn't see you"
Wait. I know that voice.
"Doctor Emery I- it's alright."
From when do you stutter?
"Oh wait you are Doctor Thomas isn't it? Good job on both your surgeries today, I will only be expecting this performance from you moving forward."
Talk you idiot. Say something. Don't just stare like a creep.
"Thanks Doctor Emery."
That's something at least.
"Well since I already found you here, I have some news for you. I have been selecting a few third and fourth year residents to take up some of my cases while I get settled in the Diagnostic Team. I am selecting you"
What the fuck what the fuck what the-
"— there are a few difficult cases, so residents will need to pair up."
not him not him not him-
"And Dr. Tanaka suggested pairing you up with Lahela, he said you two make a great team."
shit
"We will make a formal announcement tomorrow. But do inform Lahela."
like hell I will
"And Thomas? I expect the best from you."
well there's no better way to say this but– fuck
She needed a drink or preferably five.
"I can't believe you aren't talking more about how Harper praised you, you Valerie I-want-to-be-Harper-Emery-When-I-Grow-Up Thomas."
"Were you screaming like this when you met Ethan on your first day here?"
"No, but he had insulted me and assigned me a deadline within three hours of meeting me."
"I believe I bought you a drink at this very place, Rookie.", her boyfriend commented wryly.
"That's beside the point. I want to know why she's not more excited. Harper selected her to take up a few of her own cases her first day here. She should be happy."
"Owlet, she assigned me a partner for the cases."
"So what?"
"I don't get along well with him."
"You don't even know the people here Valie."
"It's Bryce, Diana. Your friend Bryce. Do you really want me to argue with him all the time? Do you really want to take sides when he inevitably fucks up because of his recklessness?" her patience was running thin.
"Valerie—" she began.
"No, don't tell me he won't do that. I know him for twenty minutes and he already did that once."
"Val, his methods are risky but they work and he would never endanger someone's life."
"You don't know that."
"I do. I know him just as well as I know you, Val." Her eyes take that glint it gets whenever she is passionate about something.
"You are level headed enough for the two of you. I have worked with Bryce on a surgery two years back, I know he will listen to your inputs. You are both amazing, don't let simple differences get in the way of that."
There she did it. Exactly what she had known Di would do. Simplified things that aren't simple with her optimism.
And now she would have to keep her frustrations about Bryce Lahela to herself, no one likes the look of disappointment on Diana Ramirez's face.
"What are you doing here?"
Sitting. Drinking. Regretting Life. The Usual.
"Hey, Bryce! Where are the others?"
of course he'd be here, when has life ever been easy?
"Running late but what's she doing here?"
"Bryce—"
"Thomas. You are Valerie aren't you?"
so he didn't know who I am
"Took you long to catch up."
"Why didn't you say so when we met this morning?"
"Probably because that's work and I found it irrelevant"
"Val—" Di began.
But perhaps because she was a little drunk. Or perhaps because she liked tormenting people she found herself saying, "Start reading up on safer surgical processes because Dr. Emery teamed us up and from tomorrow we are focusing on not killing people." and each other.
Well this is gonna be fun.
A/N : If you've read this far, thank you ❤ I hope you will love Val as much as I love her with this series, she's such a different character from Diana or Dan that I was kinda nervous to write her. A few things, about her, she is Diana's best friend from when she was seventeen, a surgical resident at AIMMC who then transferred to Bloom Edenbrook because of all the extra resources here, all of the Boston gang knows about her from Social Media but only Sienna, Jackie and Ethan met her back when she visited after the 2.11 attack.
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Despite having fallen on hard times, Winifred took it upon herself to host a party on Christmas Eve with all their loved ones. Back in the workhouse, they were lucky to afford anything better than porridge for dinner. But now that she had a family of her own she was determined to make it special.
Millie, Beth and Louise could not allow her to do all the cooking alone so they each put on their aprons and happily got to work beside her. They spent most of the afternoon in the kitchen preparing for the dinner, sounds of laughter heard above whisks mixing doughs and icing frantically inside porcelain bowls.
Valerie began helping herself to the wine intended for cooking early on in the day, already causing her to become a little tipsy before they'd even put the ham in the oven. Beth of course was the first one to scold her, but with Ozzy nearby, she wouldn't raise her voice. Instead, she put her hands on her hips with disproving eyes and a scowl of disappointment. It was moments like these where Winifred couldn't help thinking that Beth truly was meant to be someone's mother.
Ozzy remained close while the women worked. He wasn't a shy child by any means and soaked up all the attention he got from everyone telling him how adorable his Christmas outfit was.
At last, nearing the hour of 7 o'clock, with everyone gathered round the table wearing their finest silks, all of their hard work would be enjoyed by all.
They set up the dining table with everything they had prepared - cranberry sauce, a charcuterie board with aged cheese and sausage, potatoes grown right on the Baudelaire's farm, delicious cookies and pies for dessert, warm spiced rum and hot cocoa to drink, and best of all, a perfectly cooked ham that was from a frequent patron of the pub that had been gifted to the McAdam's.
Everyone treasured the food, knowing full well that their meal wouldn't be anywhere near as extravagant without Millie's expertise, which they all took turns admiring. Between the spiced rum, and the thrill of Christmas only hours away, they chatted excitedly between bites throughout the entirety of dinner.
Everyone went back for seconds, some even going for thirds until all of them, even the picky eaters, left the table with their bellies full.
No one could afford to give that many presents this year but not a soul amongst them seemed to mind. They each were completely content to simply enjoy each others company. Even the children, who were eager all the same to receive their new mittens and perfectly ripe oranges. Besides, they both were still too small to actually understand that they hadn't gotten much compared to others.
Lawrence had received new cotton fabric to sew himself up new work shirts and Winifred a plethora of new ink wells and paper from the McAdams. All of them received something hand-knitted from Beth, and from Millie, beautiful cross-stich embroideries to hang in their homes.
It was a terrific haul, and certainly more than anyone could ask for all things considered. However, the most surprising of all was Lawrence's gift to Winifred - two tickets to the theater come Spring - which had, of course, been suggested by Marmee.
After all the gifts had been opened, the night carried on late into the evening. Lawrence even brought out the old music box he had been gifted for Christmas nearly two decades prior and Jackson and Louise began dancing around the living room elegantly. However, drunk on rum and holiday cheer, Lawrence insisted that he and Valerie could do better.
He and Valerie were clumsy, tromping all over the others feet and losing their place in the steps to the dance. All in good fun, Millie and Winifred began cackling as they watched them, unable to contain how humorous it was to watch, while Beth dramatically hung her head in shame.
The children began to grow rather fussy, both Ozzy and Nellie awake far past their bedtimes, and the festivities had to come to an end eventually.
Winifred and Lawrence stood in the doorway, thanking their guests for coming and helping in the kitchen, as well as all their delightful new gifts. Winifred and Lawrence watched them go until they could no longer see their silhouettes in the dark, both ignoring the cold until they could no longer stand it.
The night had been exactly what they needed to forget their worries even if it couldn't last forever. While drifting off to sleep that night, everyone would reflect on what a wonderful Christmas it was, contented to have spent it together.
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