Medical Center.
Once Danny's condition stabilized, Dr. Burke took off, officially handing the attending duties to Adam.
And then Liz set her sights on him.
She couldn't even get into Danny's room anymore. Whether Adam was around or not, the nurses inside and outside the ward watched her like she was some kind of terrorist. Forget chatting with Danny—even standing by the glass window, staring at him in silence with tears streaming down her face, wasn't allowed. The second she got close, a nurse would block her.
She'd bet her life the Director's orders never got followed this strictly. It was driving her nuts.
Danny's words had reached her ears, and that subtle spark between them had taken root in her heart, growing fast. How could it thrive without a little sunshine and rain? Sure, his condition was serious, so she wasn't planning anything wild. But seeing him face-to-face, flirting a little, scratching that unbearable itch in her heart—surely that was fine, right?
But Adam was playing the villain, setting this cold, shameless, ridiculous rule that barred her from getting anywhere near Danny. She couldn't take it.
The nurses were a brick wall she couldn't break through, so she went straight for the source—Adam. Problem was, he shut her down in two sentences flat. His logic was crystal clear:
Doctors and patients can't date.
Adam was doing this for Danny's good and hers.
Everyone wins when things stay professional.
How could she argue with that?
But emotions don't always play nice with logic—especially for someone like Liz, who's all heart. When words failed, she switched tactics, pulling a move she'd picked up from George: wear Adam down with sheer persistence. She didn't say a word—just stuck to him like glue, shadowing his every step, hoping he'd cave under the pressure.
"This is the men's bathroom," Adam finally said, breaking the silence.
"You won't let me see Danny, so I'm sticking with you," Liz replied, barging right in after him like it was no big deal.
A male doctor inside caught sight of this, froze mid-stream, awkwardly zipped up, and bolted. 😂
"You're really not worried about getting fired?" Adam asked, glancing at her.
"I'm not doing anything!" Liz shot back, crossing her arms as she stood behind him. "And I'm not Danny's doctor anymore, so the 'no doctor-patient romance' rule doesn't even apply. Why can't I just see him?"
"Because I don't trust you," Adam said, unfazed, taking care of business like she wasn't even there.
"After all this, you still don't trust me?" Liz couldn't believe it. She'd expected him to squirm, but now she was the one feeling awkward.
Damn it! she thought. Isn't it supposed to be that guys can't pee when someone's watching? That it's super uncomfortable? Her whole plan hinged on grinding Adam down with this. So why was he so chill about it? 😅
"Because you haven't earned my trust," Adam said with a mocking edge. "Don't ask 'why' again—just look at what we're doing right now. You're already this unhinged. Who knows what you'd pull next?"
"I swear I won't do anything! I just want to see Danny," Liz said, her voice breaking a little.
"Sounds like you've got too much free time," Adam said with a grin. "Don't worry, though—you'll be busy soon."
Beep beep.
Beep beep!
Before she could respond, her pager went off.
"What the hell did you do?!" Liz yelped, pulling it out. It was the nurse's station calling her, and her face dropped.
"Nothing," Adam said, washing his hands and smirking at her reflection in the mirror. "You reap what you sow. Now, I'd say you'd better answer that—unless you're ready to quit."
"Damn it! I forgot about your little fan club!" Liz cursed, clutching her pager as she bolted off.
Doctors have to carry pagers 24/7 and respond ASAP—it's life-or-death stuff. No one dares slack off. So even though Liz had a hunch what was coming, she had no choice but to sprint over.
Nurse's Station.
"Dr. Stevenson, these are for you," a nurse said, handing her a stack of charts with a half-smirk. "Please handle them quick—lots of patients waiting."
Liz took one look and turned pale. It was a mountain of grunt work—rectal exams, oozing sores, diarrhea and vomit cleanup, dead skin removal, catheter insertions—the dirtiest, most exhausting jobs.
Cristina had been hit with this kind of thing before after pissing off the nurses big-time. But this? Was this payback for clinging to Adam? Overkill much?! 😡
"This isn't my job," Liz protested.
"Aren't you an intern here?" the nurse countered. "Someone's gotta do it, and I can't think of anyone with more free time than you, Dr. Stevenson."
"Yeah, with Dr. Bailey on maternity leave, her interns are so bored they're following people into the men's bathroom. Who's got more time than that?" another nurse muttered "quietly" from nearby.
"…" Liz was speechless.
Should've never followed him in there, she thought. Her plan was to pressure Adam into giving in, but she'd poked the wrong beehive. Adam didn't crack—his nurse posse did.
The nurses' glares were dripping with disdain. A leggy blonde with a big chest hovering around Dr. Duncan, acting all flirty and cheap? It was already an eyesore—especially since Adam clearly wasn't into it. And now she'd followed him into the men's bathroom?
What's your game, huh?
Trying to cop a feel under some flimsy excuse?
Dream on!
Did you even ask us first?
Oh, and that "it's for Danny" line? Please. Who's she kidding? For all they knew, Danny was just a convenient pawn—some sad-sack side character in her real plot to get cozy with Adam. Classic soap opera move. No way were they letting her pull this off under their noses.
Got nothing to do? Fine—they'd make sure she couldn't catch a break.
"That's brutal!"
"Don't mess with Dr. Duncan."
"Poor Dr. Stevenson."
"Huh? What?!"
The nurses watched Liz scramble around, buzzing with gossip. One male nurse, feeling bad for the blonde bombshell, piped up in her defense—only to get a collective side-eye from the group. He backpedaled fast, survival instincts kicking in like he was on some wilderness reality show.
"Uh, I mean, she brought this on herself! Dr. Duncan's just looking out for her, and she can't see that. Had to keep bugging him—well, now she's got what she wanted, right?"
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