Who: Santana Lopez and Ava Harding
What: Of old faces and scary shocks
Where: Mount Sinai Cancer Clinic
When: Monday morning

It was Ava's third week at this new clinic in New York City and she couldn't be thriving better in her residency is she tried. She was building a patient base for herself, and today, she met three more which meant she built her network of doctors she knew even more of the patients she was joint-managing them with. She was very much not a city girl at heart, and was already missing being so close to the beach and water, but she did have a love for New York she couldn't explain. Life was really content for her right now. New job, new apartment, new wife... it was a place in her life she was never sure she would ever make it to.

Today was particularly busy, though with chemo rounds often starting on a Monday, and the clinic was full. But Ava had just done her rounds, and was about to go on her lunch break that she had a date set up with her beautiful wife who would be meeting her there at the clinic soon. She was a little worried, though, because one of her new patients was having a really bad day with pain and sickness, and she felt bad disappearing from the clinic. The guy was a sweetheart, though, and his poor husband was holding it all together the best he could. It touched Ava's heart and she told the nurse to page her ASAP if anything took more of a turn for the worse. The guy had a bad history with the chemo and there was always the option they might need to admit him through the chemo rounds. He had to be closely monitored.

She was just signing off some medication orders at the nurses' station when she saw Santana step out of the elevator up the hall and smiled. "Well, you're a sight for sore eyes, gorgeous," she told her as she approached and closed over the file she was working in.

Who: Chris Smyth and Nathan Durham-Smyth
What: Times changing
Where: Strip House, NYC
When: Monday evening
Rating: Child friendly

Chris' day at work was long and hectic, and now that it was dinner time, he was absolutely ravenous. They had placed their order and he relaxed in his chair at the restaurant table, stretching his back which was a little stiff and sore form being bent over evidence files all day on his latest case. It was one of those days he spent mostly at his desk, and whilst they weren't his favourite way to pass the work day, it was still a hell of a case with a lot of twists and turns, and the day was over before he knew it.

He shot Nate a smile over the table and took a drink from his beer. "You okay, babe? How was your day?" he asked. It wasn't foreign for them by any means to have dinner together and have a conversation over a meal. Chris didn't always work evenings, so whenever he didn't, they made a point of eating together. It was the god's honest truth that to keep a marriage functioning and happy, you needed to work at it, and that meant communicating and spending as much time together as you could, despite having busy lives.

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