Dessa "Crazy Nurse" Hamilton, currently using the name 'Angela' at the Roswell hospital, admired the two newly born baby girls. One of them had been born a week or so early to a rich couple, and wasn't doing too well. The other was born to an unmarried couple, both students of the tertiary education variety.
Crazy Nurse loved the babies. They were all so very cute and adorable (even if they did cry and poop their pants too much). They were the best part of her job as the "Angel of Mercy". In fact, she considered them the bonus part as usually the maternity ward didn't require her merciful acts. Well, except when there were a few twins born. She liked to switch the babies around so that they were all boy/girl twins. After all, doesn't every parent want a boy and a girl? Sometimes they figured it out, though. Like when the doctor announced right after labour what sex they were, and they'd know, and do DNA tests. That would spoil her plans terribly.
The machinery on the rich couple's child started beeping, and Crazy Nurse rushed to check. The baby was dying - possibly already dead. Oh dear! That was terrible! Just terrible! And they would probably make such good parents too. Plus, they had money so their child would never want for anything. Unlike the students' child. After all, they were still getting their eduction, so very little money. And they weren't married, who knew if they ever would? They might split up and then where would the baby be? What kind of life could their daughter expect with them?
A thought crossed her mind. She could switch the babies! Then the live baby would grow up in a good environment, and the student couple's studies wouldn't be hampered trying to provide one. Yes, that would be best.
Before the doctor arrived (and he was not so far away), Crazy Nurse took the identifing bracelets of the two babies and switched them around. She admired her work, a smile on her face. There. Now everything would be better.