Well, here is my first fanfic about Trauma Center, based on the relationship between Greg and Cybil, I think is just beautiful and there isn't enough fanfics about them!

So I just wrote this. It's going to have a second chapter, and probably a third one, and I realle hope you beautiful Trauma Center fandom people like it as much as I loved writing it x3

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Trauma Center series.

When Angie left her there, after a quick and much needed explanation about what she was supposed to do until and when Greg awoke, Cybil found herself sitting in a chair looking at the doctor as he slowly recovered some colour in his face. His breath was stable, slow, and he was sleeping tight. His pulse was stable, and so were his vitals.

God bless Derek...

He was alive.

Cybil had tried so hard until then that she found impossible now to stop her tears from falling freely down her cheeks, as she smiled, relief taking control of her body as she kneeled beside his bed, taking his pale and unsteady hand in hers, carefully.

They had always been close, really close. They had spent so many nights together, preparing presentations for their respective classes, and sharing almost their whole life together, yet they had never been anything else. And it hadn't been precisely because they didn't have enough chances to try. Sometimes, some of those nights, the tension between them made it painfully obvious for the two of them that they really should be something else. And yet, they never dared... they never tried. She squeezed his hand, slowly holding back her tears, when she felt him moving. He blinked, once, twice, and opened his left eye. She smiled. He always did that when he awoke... Not that she had been looking that closely! She blushed a little and looked at him anxiously.

Greg opened his left eye and then the right, smiling a little when he found Cybil in front of him, tear-eyed and all flushed, grasping his hand, probably with much more force than she intended to be doing, and squeezed it back, slowly waking up.

"Good morning, beautiful... Did I sleep much?" she blushed a bit more and sighed, relief obviously present in her voice

"Not at all, in fact, it's been just a couple of hours" she found out, surprised, as she looked at the clock at the wall and supposed she must have really lost time's notion when she started to cry.

"So, Derek did it, huh...?"

"Of course. You've made an excellent mentor, Greg... The kid is obviously over the average doctor for his age, you know" he smiled, proud. Derek had been such a handful back then, at Hope, and yet... He owed him his own life... He came back to present, and smirked to her.

"There, there, Cybil, is that tears? The Iron Vixen is crying?" she blushed

"N-no, how can you even think of that!" he laughed, though a shot of pain on his abdomen had him stopping "A-ack! Enough chatting for you" she laughed a little "You still have to rest some more..."

"When can I go back to work?" he just looked as she maneuvered with the serum syringe in one of his hands. Tiny little butterflies moved in his stomach when she laughed and softly stroke his forearm, distractedly.

"You know this kind of procedures take their time to heal... Just take yours, everything at Hope will be alright without you, Greg."

"Tell me, Cybil" he tried to protest. She looked at him and sighed

"Probably about one or two months" his eyes shot open and she pushed him down when he tried to sit on his bed.

"I can't be out of Hope for that much time, Cybil!"

"Yes, you can!" she managed to get him lay down and pointed her index finger to him "You can, and you will, Greg Kasal, or else I'm not Cybil Myers" he narrowed his eyes, blushing a little when she threatened him with the same words she used to say back at their college time.

"You know, you're hardly fair there, Cybil." he muttered, and she smiled a little.

"I know, but anyway, this is your health we're talking about now, doctor" he blushed, more, and she noticed, with a giggle "You've always had that funny weak spot for girls calling you doctor, you think I didn't notice?" he looked surprised

"I think I myself didn't knew, do I?" she nodded

"Sure. Think about it while I get some new bandages" she pointed to his abdomen, where the bandages looked bloody. He just said a quiet 'oh' and let her go, not giving a damn for that particular quirk she had found out about him. Like it mattered anyway. Actually, it probably was more about her than any other girl... What? That was in college, Greg!

He looked up when she came back, and let her change his bandages without a word, actually enjoying her soft, gentle touch on his stomach, full of butterflies again. At one point they looked at each other, and then blushed and looked aside. He sighed when she finally finished, and put back his hospital shirt. She helped him lay down again, and he smiled.

"It was like this back in college, do you remember?" he whispered, and she blushed.

"Y-yeah. Sort of strange if you ask me" he nodded.

"Sort of stupid, too, right?" she blushed even more, and his smile grew bigger. She was lovely, just like her. She probably was going to...

"Are you calling me stupid, Greg Kasal?!" he laughed silently.

"That's my girl" he whispered, as she just looked at him, in shock.

"You definitely need some rest, Kasal. You're talking nonsense" he nodded.

"Right. But I'm not staying here for two months"

"C'mon, you can't really decide that..."

"You know, my brother is your superior..." she narrowed her eyes.

"I'm no nurse, in case you've forgotten, Greg" he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Hey, now you mention it... What the hell are you doing here, Cybil?!" she burst out laughing, and he just stared at her.

"Angie asked me to help, they seemingly needed her somewhere else" he nodded.

"I see... So, this is just for now?" she shrugged, and plopped by his side, on the bed.

"Yes, I suppose so"

"I see..." they stayed in silence for a minute, both wandering if maybe... maybe they should... After all, it had been years, and that tingling sensation was still there, and maybe, just maybe...

Greg's breath stopped then, and she looked at him, panicking. He burst out laughing, silently, trying his best to not make it worse for his injury. She smacked his shoulder lightly and he pretended to die from shock. They both laughed. He looked at her in the eyes, smiling with that mix of smirk and tender smile just so unique he had, and was about to say something when...

"Greg, Cybil?" she jumped to her feet when the older of the twins stepped into the room "Is he awake...? Oh, I see you are. That's just great, brother..." Greg smiled, painfully. It had been so close... Cybil, who was starting to get as red as a tomato, stepped aside so the brothers could see each other and sat by the bed again, on a chair.

"Just, oh-so-perfect-timing, as ever, brother" he mocked. Sidney raised an eyebrow. "Oh, forget it."

"Okay" he shrugged it off. Coming from Greg it could be anything "So. You're alive, huh?"

"Yeah. I told you Derek could do it, Sid... I just knew it"

"He's a great surgeon, yes... How are you feeling?"

"Better than never. I am alive, after all, and happen to have an anesthesiologist as a nurse, which is quite strange if you ask me... Yeah, just great" his older brother got the message, just then, and laughed out loud, surprising Cybil who rarely saw him laugh, and disheveled Greg's hair a little.

"Don't ask me, I don't know either, but my guess is probably Angie has something to do with this, ask her when you see her" Greg shrugged, and saw his brother stand up "There, I can see you're alive, so I'll go finish some paperwork, okay? I'll come later to pay a visit. Please, Dr. Myers, as long as you're not required in your real job, stay here. I'm sure a familiar face will make it easier for him to recover and we all know he already want's to get back to Hope, right?" Cybil nodded, in astonishment, as she heard the first irony ever from Sidney's mouth. He rarely spoke with her anyway, not since college, so...

Sidney Kasal closed the door behind him and laughed. Really, those two... Angie was there, along with Derek, Tyler, Leslie and Dr. Clarks too, and she blushed when he approached her, smiling.

"Was that you, Angie?" she nodded, sheepishly

"I-I'm sorry, boss..."

"On the contrary, Angie... That was a great idea." he chuckled "Those two have been acting like two teenagers since college, every time they've met... I still don't know what are they waiting for, seriously" she giggled

"I see"

"What do you think they talk about anyway? The weather?" Tyler wondered out loud. All of them laughed "I mean, with so much sexual tension between two people, how do they manage to even talk!?"

"There, there, Ty... Let them be" Leslie smiled and pushed him over their office "Let's go. Paperwork won't wait for you, you know" he nodded

"You're right, see you guys... I'm glad your brother is going to get better, boss!"

"Yes... So I am" Sidney smiled to Derek and bowed slightly "I'm in debt with you, Derek"

"It's okay, director Kasal... I'm going to do some paperwork too, or one day I'll disappear between those papers!" Angie nodded, and followed him, and Sidney nodded too.

He still stood there for a minute, listening close to the door, but the only thing he could hear was muffled voices, so he went away too. Maybe, just maybe...

Inside the room, though, it didn't seem like they were about to declare eternal love to each other, not precisely. They kept talking, about details of the operation, Cybil doing her best to fill him in, though she herself hadn't seen it, not yet. After some minutes, she just sat there, holding his hand in hers, so little in comparison, until he fell asleep.

He was so handsome, she had to admit. He was handsome even in a different way than his brother. She was probably one of the few people who could differentiate them, or she had been, before Sidney started to wear glasses, and it was so clear for her, that the youngest twin had something special in him, something that made him unique... She smiled, a little flushed, and softly stroke his hair.

He, on the other hand, wasn't really asleep, and had to fight the urge to smile when he felt her fingertips on his forehead, brushing off his hair. She had been the only person apart from his brother that had always stayed by his side, even when they started to work in different places. He knew, he had always loved her. And he never managed to tell her...

They both let it go. They had been so painfully close, the stress from almost losing Greg to GUILT almost taking the best of them, but now it could wait. He had to recover from the operation, and they had time... Right?

Yeah, pretty open ended, huh? Stay there for next chapter!

Weeeeeell... a few little things, too.

Just in case, people, I'm spanish, so if you found any mistake, feel free to tell me so I can improve my English :3

Aaaaand, a big, big, BIG THANK YOU to all the people who read this, specially to those who leave reviews, you know I don't earn money for doing this but I really really LOVE it when you guys let me know if you liked it or not, which part you loved the most or what you would have changed, soooo... Yeah, I hope I get reviews uwu

And again, thank you guys, and bye!

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