blondexhurricane:

soldierheartcd:

dr-teddyaltman

“Why would I lie about who I
am? I’m your d a u g h t e r.
I have been for the past like
fifteen years.”

“No, wait! Please,” Delia begged, not
at all ready to be separated from the
one person who she felt she needed
the most right then. At least not until
she figured out what was happening.
Why was her mother so determined
to get away from her?

                “Five minutes. Please, that’s all I need. Just give me five
                minutes of your time, and if you still want to leave after, I
                won’t try to stop you. I promise.” As she moved to try and
                push herself up into more of a sitting position, a fresh bout
                of tears threatened to fall as she was once again reminded
                that she had one less arm to do it with. “Umn, to answer all
                of your questions, you’re in Texas at MEDCOM. You used
                to live in Seattle, but after certain things happened, you got
                an offer here, and now you run the place as Chief of Staff.”

Stalling  by  the  door,  Teddy  gave Delia a
measured   glance.  She’d  been  trained  to
see the truth, and only the  truth;  right  then,
there was no hint of a lie in that young girl’s
eyes.  Nodding,  Teddy  tried  to muster the
patience to hear her out.

                “Chief of  Staff?”  Teddy  smirked.  “Don’t
                make me laugh. I only  got  certified  as a
                Private First Class a few months ago  —
                now  I  know  you’ve  got  the  wrong  girl.”
                But  as  she realized what else Delia had
                said, her gaze closed off in fear. “Texas?
                What do you mean,  Texas?  I’m  in  Iraq
                — aren’t I? My tour of duty is up in three
                months’ time.”