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STEVE SLOAN x OC! Doctor

(i love Steve Sloan.)

OC description:

โ–ช๏ธŽName: Annalise Collins
โ–ช๏ธŽHair colour: Curly Red/Brown
โ–ช๏ธŽEye colour: Ocean Blue
โ–ช๏ธŽHeight: 5'6
โ–ช๏ธŽRelations: Family friend/ Love interest

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"There's never a right time to fall in love."

To say, Doctor Annalise Collins was on top of her head was a big understatement. With files and documents spread scattered across her desk, she felt like giving up.

But giving up never solved any problems, whether they take the form of love, life or in this case, numerous bank statements. As well as being a specialist in the haematology department, she also was blessed with the job of reviewing the bank statements of the sector, with the help of Mark Sloan, head of internal medicine.

See, Annalise and Mark got on quite well, engaging knowledge on their different specialities. But also due to the fact she had the biggest crush on his son Steve, a homicide detective for the LAPD. She had confided her little secret with Mark after he made a comment saying they would be great together. Of course, Annalise blew it off, rejecting the idea, seeing Steve was already in a relationship and seemed very happy that way.

Deciding on a break, her stomach making clear it's agreed, she headed down to the break room for a long-deserved coffee. Rounding one of the corners, black dots clouded her vision, causing her to put her hand out to the wall for support.

A passing nurse rushed over to see if she was alright, "Dr Collins are you alright" she helped Annalise on for her feet again.

"I'm fine, really, just rounded the corner to quickly" she reassured the nurse and continued on her journey, though the nurse didn't look convinced.

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Waiting for the coffee machine to finish, Annalise shut her eyes involuntarily, her body trying to catch a breath.

"Hey Annalise, you feeling right?"

Quickly snapping her eyes open, she saw Mark standing in front of her, but her eyes didn't seem to want to adjust to the light.

"Yeah, I'm fine, why?" she replied quickly, trying to make herself seem normal.

"Maybe because your coffee has been overflowing for the last-minute"

Looking down at her cup, she realised Mark was right, her brain only registering the scalding liquid now.

"Oh, sugar!" she quickly turned off the machine, grabbing one of the nearby towels to try and clean up her mess.

"You look awfully pale Anna when was the last time you ate?" he questioned her, directing her to take a seat with him.

"Em... With you at the beach house... Maybe?" she replied sheepishly, looking anywhere but at Mark, knowing what look he would give her.

"Maybe?!" he began to scold her like a child, " Anna, that was at 7. It's now 12:30 am" he was amazed that she couldn't even remember the last time she ate.

Annalise was ashamed of the information as well. How could she have gone 5 hours of work and patients consultants straight and not have touched a meal?

"Look I'll head down to the cafeteria once I have the reviews finished" she tried to make an excuse but Mark was having none of it.

"No misses you are gonna head down to the cafeteria right now. No excuses."

Not even bothering to pick a fight, Annalise begrudging did what she was told and made her way to the elevator.

Though black spots covered her eyes again, making her feel lightheaded. Stumbling about, trying to make her way to one of the chairs, she fell to the ground. The last thing she could recall was Steve coming out of the elevator, rushing towards her as she fell.

"Steve"

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Steve, having just let the doors open, rushed into action when he saw Annalise, the most beautiful girl in the world lying on the ground.

" Anna, Annalise?" he tried calling her name, but she was unresponsive.

Mark and some other staff also rushed out to investigate the large bang. Steve, having spotted his dad, promptly waved him over. Mark wasted no time, rolling the woman over and checking for a pulse.

"What happened?" he asked Steve, while he helped the nurses lift Annalise up and onto a trolley.

" I don't know, I was just coming out of the elevator and Anna was just lying on the floor, it looked like she just passed out" Steve ran his hand through his hair, worried if she would be alright.

Mark, sensing his son's anguish, rested his hand on Steve's shoulder as reassurance.

"She's gonna be fine, " he sat Steve down in the break room, " we have the best of Community Generals staff on hand if it comes to that."

Amanda and Jack, also came running into the break room, having seen Annalise being rushed to the operating room.

"What's happening? I just saw Annalise on the trolley down to the OR" Jack asked, while Amanda went to sit with Steve and Mark.

"She had a nasty gash on her right temple when they went by" Amanda added to the conversation.

"It looks like she fainted due to starvation, they're taking her down to the OR now to see what was wrong. She was unresponsive when we found her." Mark explained to his coworkers, based on his previous encounter with Annalise.

"Starvation, that's extreme. You don't think she was..." Amanda didn't want to say the word, but they all knew what she was implying.

"Heaven's no!" Mark clarified, " I was just talking to her before she fainted. She hadn't had anything to eat since 7! Five hours of work, and knowing Anna she probably kept going!"

Steve was too busy with his thoughts to listen to the doctor's discussion. All he could think about was that Annalise could possibly die, and he never got to her his true feelings towards her.

Heaving a sigh, Steve rubbed his forehead.

"Now we wait"

"And now we wait"

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Beep, beep beep

The continuous beeping was driving Annalise mad, the pounding pain in her head felt like someone just hit her with Thor's hammer. Twice.

Opening her eyes, the bright lights above her making her close them again. Groaning slightly, she opened her eyes again, allowing them time to focus on her surroundings. One of the machines beside her beeped again, notifying the front desk she was awake.

"Can someone turn down that damn beeping?!"

"Glad to see your awake Dr Collins" Mark came in from the doorway, taking a look at her charts.

"Why am I here? All I remember was... Heading down to the cafeteria... And then blank"

"Well, you fainted, bruising your right temple and cutting a deep gash as well. We've stitched that up, but the list does go on."

Annalise groaned, trying to sit up but that sharp pain in her side stopped her from doing so.

"You also fractured two ribs on your way down" Mark laughed, when she huffed and dropped her head back onto her pillow.

"Yes well, I wasn't able to stay with you, but Steve here refused to leave you side"

"Steve?" Annalise looked around and to her surprise saw Steve asleep in one of the armchairs in the corner of the room.

"Yeah, poor lad stayed all night just to be here when you woke up"

Annalise was silent. No one had done anything as sweet for her in her lifetime. She was confused, emotions going into overdrive. Mark took his cue, and made his back to the doorway, giving the couple room to sort things out. That's what he hoped anyway.

"Well, I'll leave you two to it"

When Leaving the recovery room, he couldn't help but notice the faint blush on her cheeks when she noticed his son.

The bang of the door closing also woke Steve up, alerting him to his surroundings. Once he saw Annalise was awake, he made his way over to the closest chair and sat down near the edge of her bed. She sat up, looking into his eyes as he took her hand in his.

"Hey"

"Hey"

They both laughed at their inability to talk. Steve, wanting to truly tell Annalise how he felt, took the lead, having felt like this was the right moment. Brushing her beach waves out of her face, he smiled as she went red, trying to hide her blush ridden cheeks with her hair.

Taking his moment, he stared into her ocean eyes, leaning forward. He carefully brought his hands to her face, her doing the same, weaving her hands into his soft, sandy hair.

When Annalise returned the gesture, leaning in also, they met in the middle, sparks flew as they shared their first kiss. Steve broke away, taking a deep breath before speaking.

"I've been wanting to do that for a long time"

" Me too"

The pair just looked at each other, taking in every ounce of beauty and perfectness the other had, this time Annalise taking the lead, feeling bold with this new sense of emotion.

"let's do it again"

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