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"What do you mean he asked you first?" Natalie was on the phone as she entered the hospital that morning. She was talking to Mike, Amber's godfather, and a good friend from school of Natalie and Isaac. Natalie needed people to help her in court. She needed someone to testify that she was actually a good mom. "This is unbelievable. You're supposed to be my friend too. No, I don't want to hear it. It's nice to know that he was the one who screwed up but I am the one who lost all her friends." She hanged up the phone, without waiting for a reply.
"Everything okay?" Derek asked her when he saw her. And they started walking together towards the attendings lounge.
"No." natalie confessed. "I've been trying to get any of friends from back home to actually help me. But Isaac... I don't know what he's done to them. I have no one. Literally. It's not like I can ask my own mother to testify for me. There is no one." Natalie was getting desperate. She could see Isaac winning Amber's custody and she wasn't sure how to handle that.
"I can help if you want." Derek suggested. He was fond of Natalie. And they were close enough to actually help her. "I mean, we've been friends for a couple of months now. I know Amber, I am a catch, you want me on your side."
"And here I thought that Sloan has the biggest ego." Natalie said playfully, but she still smiled thankful that she had someone for a change. She always acted like she could handle things on her own, but it was getting a little out of hand, even for her.
"No, you do actually." Derek mocked her.
"Going to ignore that." Natalie roll her eyes. "You'd really testify for me?"
"Yeah, of course. You're my friend." Derek reassured her.
"Thank you Derek, you're a good friend. I guess I can use a friend for a change." Natalie replied and as they were ready to get in the elevator, the chief stopped them by the O.R. board.
"What do you think of the board?" He asked them.
"Good. It looks good chief." Natalie told the older doctor.
"Oh, I didn't do it. I'm delegating. I am being a delegator. I'm doing it all different, making time for my wife." Richard started rambling about his love life.
"Oh, yeah?" Derek asked. "She talking to you yet?"
"She will when she sees I'm a delegator. I...I should move that surgery up there." Richard commented still looking at the board. He wanted to get involved. It was in his blood.
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