<div class="floatleft">(http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/14100000/Erica-Durance-smallville-14115908-244-326.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kristine Anderson<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong>School Nurse<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Flabbergasted<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong>Outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/kris_interview/set?id=195163135)<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Hayden Sky<strong><em>[Closed]</em></strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Administrative Offices, Jamison Clarke<br/><hr/><br/>She grew up with a career solider for a father, so of course Kristine arrived fifteen minutes early for the interview.  She parked her car and stood on the sidewalk taking in the grounds around the administrative building for a few minutes.  The campus was certainly beautiful, despite being in a busy city.  She straightened the lines of her skirt and jacket before walking into the building.  The signs were easy enough to follow and as she said, Hayden's secretary Madison greeted her.  She expected to find other candidates waiting or the previous candidate leaving, but was surprised to find that not the case.  When Madison called her name to escort her into the office she stood with a professional smile.<br/><br/>For years she'd been practiced in not showing her emotions.  As a pediatric nurse in a hospital geared towards finding cures for diseases that killed children she learned fast to lock her emotions down.  All that training went to crap when she saw him.  Her eyes grew wide and she actually muttered, "Well holy shit, FlapJack" under her breath.  Of course she'd read and heard his name during the application process but never in a million years would she have thought to find Hayden Sky, hick from Kansas, in Richmond, Virginia.  It took her a moment to respond in kind to the hug.  He'd filled out even more since high school and felt so solid and warm.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes, that's me.  Every word of it true."</strong>Right down to the PhD in Nursing.  Sure she could have stopped at her Master's as a nurse practitioner but why?  Heck, one more board and she'd be a Physician's Assistant.  Kris liked to keep paths open to herself.  This job was below her skill level but she knew they had a medical program and hoped to be able to teach as well as offer medical care to the students. Who knew, maybe he'd hire her to be the school's medical professional.<br/><br/><strong>"That's not why I came in, but I wouldn't be me if I didn't."</strong>She grinned at the ball ball busting question.  Kris removed her crisp white jacket before she took the seat across from his desk and crossed her legs neatly.  Of course she gave him another once over as they both settled in.  He was even more handsome now, with those broad shoulders, striking blue eyes and hints of a mustache and goatee.<strong>"What am I doing in Virginia? What are you doing outside of Kansas and at a school for young adults with other than 'conventional' "</strong>yes she made the air quotes<strong>"Sexual orientations.  OH MY GAWD! Did I win the bet after all? Are you gay?"</strong>Her eyes sparkled as she teased him.  She couldn't help herself.  If you'd told her senior year he'd ever leave the farm she would have fallen on the ground laughing.<br/><br/><strong>"But seriously, FlapJack, I am looking for a career change.  Being a pediatric nurse at St. Jude's Children's Research Hospital takes it's toll.  I'm wrung out and just can't watch another kid die decades before anyone should."</strong>