Figuring It Out

She was pregnant by some guy she didn't even know. She knew he was a top cardio thorax surgeon and great in bed, but that wasn't enough to even consider having his baby. And she wasn't going to, she made the appointment and had the ride home.

But every time she looked at him she was painfully aware of the child growing inside her. So here she was in an on call room staring at the bunk above her because she couldn't be in the gallery watching him save a person's life, while she was carrying something that not only he would want to save, he'd want to spoil rotten. She'd seen a softer side of him lately, when she was sick he offered to take her home and then when she refused he brought her soup. And since she'd always have to wait a couple of minutes before bolting out of the room to catch her breath and fix her hair because if she didn't it would be so obvious that five minutes ago she was so having sex. He'd use the opportunity to ask her to dinner or worse for her number, she'd just roll here eyes and take as her cue to leave.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the door closing and him standing there with a broken down look etched into his face.

"What's wrong?" she asks immediately regretting it because she knows he'll answer and they'll have something resembling a conversation, which she has been pretty good at avoiding.

"My patient died on the table"

"Oh I'm sorry" is all she says. He was looking for more but that was all she could think of other then 'yeah I hear that happens to doctors'. But by the look on his face she knows that her sarcasm isn't what he needs. When did she start caring about his needs?

He sits on the bed and nudges her with his hands to move over so he can lie down next to her.

"You know you are not going to get any no matter how sad you are" Trying to lift the tension in the air

He lets a small smile escape his lips "It'll be just okay to lay down with you, I haven't seen you all day". He turns to look at her after a moment concerns fills his eyes.

"Are you still sick you look kind of pale"

Feeling his gaze become more intense by the second she turns away " I'm fine I just had a long day" failing to mention that her lunch wasn't wanted by the creature growing inside of her.

He knows she's done for the day and he wants to offer her a ride home but he knows she'll turn it down. He lets the subject go knowing if he pushes she'll run away.

She decides to leave before he tricks he into taking off her clothes a staying for an hour or four. She turns took look at him realizing that she's trapped against the wall and him. She'd have to climb over him to get out,knowing that he wasn't going to move willing. Normally she'd push him off the bed but she knew that no matter how strong she was she didn't have the strength for that. So she gave the asking nicely thing a try.

"Move so I can go" she said pushing him a bit

Grabbing her hand he simply said "No"

"I'm late for a hot date" she said deciding to mess with his head a bit.

"So your finally admitting you think I'm hot," he said giving her his cocky smile.

"Who said I was talking about you?" she answered rolling her eyes she knew this was a losing battle. Somehow she stroked his ego without intending too. And she knew what happened when he got cocky.

Shifting so that he was hovering over her, he lowered his head so that their lips brushed against each other's. And each time he caught more of her lips with his. In between soft kisses he asked who she was talking about then if not him. She tried to pull a name from thin air but was having a hard time since his hands were making their way up her shirt.

"Alex" she said determined not to let him win this game. "That's who my hot date is with" As the words left her mouth she realized how ridiculous they sounded. He stopped mid kiss when he heard her say another mans name but went back to them when she finished whispering "yeah right" pushing him up " What do you mean yeah right and are you saying" pulling off her scrub top he interrupted her "I'm saying I know your lying, if I recall correctly something was said about sticking a fork into him and making it look like an accident"

He returns to her neck as she tries to think of something else to say, but that effort is soon forgotten when she feels her bra snap open and his lips moving down her body. She'd let him win this argument.

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He kissed his way down her stomach, he kept coming closer and closer until her breath was caught in throat. It had been weeks since he last tasted her and wanted savor each moment but every time he felt her fingernails not so lightly scrape his back he couldn't wait for the moment to end and the new one to begin.

In between breaths she lets her know that he thought it was amazing.

"Yeah" she replies catching her breath, decided whether she was going home or making a detour to Joes even though she can't drink. Her thoughts are interrupted when she notices Burke picking up his clothes and getting dressed piece by piece.

"Um what are you doing" she asked looking at him confused.

"I'm getting ready to go home" he replied nonchalantly. When he turned to look at her he noticed her confused look.

"What?"

"Nothing" she replied annoyed

"Are you mad at me because I'm leaving?"

"No" clearly more annoyed then before. She turns away so he can't see her face when answers.

Leaning over so he can see her face, he smiles slightly amused knowing that she indeed was mad.

"Tell me what's wrong"

"Nothing, I'm fine"

"Lair"

"Don't call me a lair" She pushes him way he can no longer see her face.

"Just tell me what wrong"

"I just find it rude that you decide to leave after sex, like I was just some booty call."

Hiding his amusement his answer is wordless as he leans in and captures her lips with his. She falls into the kiss, but it's short lived when she remembers that she's mad at him. She swats him away with her arms.

"Okay how many times have we've been together. Six, eight, nine times?? And all of those times you left before I could even finish catching my breath. You don't get to be mad."

"Fine, Leave then"

Letting out a frustrated sigh. He lays back down " I don't want you to be mad, so go ahead and go first."

"What?"

Moving his head so his looking into her eyes "I don't want you to be mad at me, so if that means you go home first then go."

"Who said I wanted to go home"

"What do you want?" he asks not sure if he wants to hear the answer.

"I don't know what I want. What do you want?"

" I want to take you out to dinner" he says realizing this may be his only chance to see her outside of the hospital.

"Don't you think that's a little to public, we could get caught?"

"Are you saying that you want me to take you home with me?"

"No" she couldn't believe she was caving in, this baby was making her soft. She cringed when she remembered the baby. If she went home with him she might let the fact that she was carrying his baby for the moment slip. She jumped out of bed and started to sort through the neat pile of her clothes that burke made. As she got dressed Burke looked at her confused. Before letting her finish getting dressed he grabbed her arms to stop her.

"What wrong now?" he asked even more frustrated, not understanding how he could feel himself getting close her then feeling a million miles away from her the next minute.

"Nothing, I just remembered I have to be somewhere else"

He doesn't want to argue with her so instead of letting her finish getting dressed he pushes her against the wall and lets their tongues finish the argument knowing this is the only way for both of them to win. Her legs wrapped around his waist and it was all he need to continue his journey, his lips moved from hers letting her breath. As his lips moved down form her neck, his hands moved up from holding her thighs to her bare stomach.

"I'm pregnant" she whispered, she couldn't handle the attention he was paying to her stomach. It was like he already knew.

"What?" he asked breathless, not sure he heard right.

"I didn't say anything" she was slowly trying to backpedal her way out of this, knowing it was useless, she'd give it a try anyways. Her lips moved back to cover his hoping that so could try to distract him form asking any more questions. He slowly placed her down so her feet were touching the ground, hands cupping her face as he ended their kiss.

"You're pregnant" he asked eyes full of hope. Even though this wasn't an ideal situation he always wanted a family, a child of his own.

"I sorry" she said looking for her shirt, getting to do what she did best. Run!