Title: Everything You...
Author: Noa
Summary: It's time for the annual ER banquet, and confessions are
made.
Spoiler: Tiny mention of episode 2, season 8 event, but other then
that, no spoiler at all.
Time line: Somewhere between season 7 and 8.
Archive: Oh, please do just let me know where...
Feedback: YES! sharlothotmail.com
Thanks/Dedication: Blair, my LLT, for waiting so long. ;)
All the Jinters at FF, for inspiring me, and not letting me lose hope.
Kee, my dear, for beta reading. You rock.
Disclaimer: They belong to NBC/John Wells/whatever. All of 'em. I
just take them, use 'em, and ditch 'em. Yes, like a true bitch. ;)
And the song "I'll stand by You" belongs to The Pretenders.
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"You really love her, don't you?" She asked the guy in the tux, as
they sat together next to the table.
He gave her a quick glance, then looked at his glass again. "I
thought I did."
She was silent for a few moments. "Thought?"
"Yeah," he said, letting go a sigh he'd been holding back since they
first sat there. "I used to think I was in love with her. Used to
think it was more then a love for a friend..."
"And now you think you're wrong?" she asked, partly hoping he would
say yes.
"I don't think, I'm sure. Because... I finally realized who I really
loved, since I first saw her."
"Do I... know her?"
He nodded, and took a sip from his glass. "Yes, you do. But she
doesn't see me... Not the way I wish she would."
---
ER banquets were usually very fun. Everyone seemed to have hell of a
time. Heck, even Weaver joined everyone when they danced.
But something was different on this banquet. Although he couldn't
really tell what it was. Could be the fact he was lonely. Yeah, so he
wasn't the only one, but it sure seemed like it. Yes, she was
there... Only he couldn't do a thing about it.
At least, he didn't have the courage to do anything.
Worst case, she would simply laugh in his face. Best case, she would
tell him she only wanted to be friends.
Either way, he wouldn't get what he wanted. And he wanted her,
dammit. He craved every single thing about her. But he always knew
he'd never get it.
She didn't want him that way.
---
She watched all the couples dancing to the sounds of a familiar
song. "I'll Stand by You".
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When the night falls on you,
You don't know what to do,
Nothing you confess
Could make me love you less
I'll stand by you,
I'll stand by you,
Won't let nobody hurt you,
I'll stand by you.
+++
She couldn't help but feel sad as she watched all the couples. She
spotted Luka and Abby dancing close to the corner. Rumors said they
had had a huge fight, but she figured they either got over it, or it
just never happened.
Mark and Elizabeth were dancing in the middle of the dance floor,
looking happier then ever. Then again, when were they unhappy for
more then five minutes?
And then there was Benton and Cleo, although they weren't dancing.
They sat next to one of tables, Cleo holding Reese. Last she heard
from Haleh, Benton won custody of Reese, and she had to admit, she
was envious. Why did she have to give Michael up for adoption...?
She shrugged it off. Have fun now, pity yourself later.
"Deb?" he said, disturbing her thoughts. She looked at him, and he
saw it as a sign she was listening. "Since we're both... alone
here... You wanna dance?" he asked, stretching all the words but the
last three, which he said rather quickly.
She nodded, trying to keep herself cool, although she was literally
feeling butterflies inside. Yeah, so it wasn't a sign of anything...
He only wanted to dance with her because he had no one else. But it
was still something, wasn't it?
He took her hand, and led her to the dance floor. Her hand felt so
good. Warn and gentle... Just like she remembered from the time he
helped her during the birth of Michael.
As they reached it, he rested his hands on her waist, and she wrapped
her own around his neck.
She gave him a weak smile, trying to release some of the awkwardness
the situation caused. He returned her smile, studying the lines of
her face. She was incredibly beautiful, and her smile just made her
prettier.
"I never knew those two were an item," Elizabeth remarked when she
noticed John and Deb dancing.
"Me neither. But can you blame them for keeping it a secret, with all
the gossip in County?" he said, chuckling softly.
"Certainly can't," Elizabeth said, chuckling as well.
They continued to dance for a few more songs, getting more
comfortable with each other. They stayed silent all of that time,
until John spoke. "We need to talk, Deb."
"Now?" she asked, her voice softer then he had ever heard.
He simply nodded, and she reacted by taking her hands off his neck,
and starting to walk away from the dance floor. "There's a porch
here... We can talk there..."
He followed her outside, and walked over to the distant side of the
porch, leaning on the banister, and she soon joined him.
They were silent for a few minutes, both looking ahead, into the
beauty of the night.
"So... What did you want to talk about?"
"Do you remember what I told you before? About that woman I love that
doesn't see me like I wish she would?"
"Yeah," she said with a nod.
"I just danced with her."
Author: Noa
Summary: It's time for the annual ER banquet, and confessions are
made.
Spoiler: Tiny mention of episode 2, season 8 event, but other then
that, no spoiler at all.
Time line: Somewhere between season 7 and 8.
Archive: Oh, please do just let me know where...
Feedback: YES! sharlothotmail.com
Thanks/Dedication: Blair, my LLT, for waiting so long. ;)
All the Jinters at FF, for inspiring me, and not letting me lose hope.
Kee, my dear, for beta reading. You rock.
Disclaimer: They belong to NBC/John Wells/whatever. All of 'em. I
just take them, use 'em, and ditch 'em. Yes, like a true bitch. ;)
And the song "I'll stand by You" belongs to The Pretenders.
+++++
"You really love her, don't you?" She asked the guy in the tux, as
they sat together next to the table.
He gave her a quick glance, then looked at his glass again. "I
thought I did."
She was silent for a few moments. "Thought?"
"Yeah," he said, letting go a sigh he'd been holding back since they
first sat there. "I used to think I was in love with her. Used to
think it was more then a love for a friend..."
"And now you think you're wrong?" she asked, partly hoping he would
say yes.
"I don't think, I'm sure. Because... I finally realized who I really
loved, since I first saw her."
"Do I... know her?"
He nodded, and took a sip from his glass. "Yes, you do. But she
doesn't see me... Not the way I wish she would."
---
ER banquets were usually very fun. Everyone seemed to have hell of a
time. Heck, even Weaver joined everyone when they danced.
But something was different on this banquet. Although he couldn't
really tell what it was. Could be the fact he was lonely. Yeah, so he
wasn't the only one, but it sure seemed like it. Yes, she was
there... Only he couldn't do a thing about it.
At least, he didn't have the courage to do anything.
Worst case, she would simply laugh in his face. Best case, she would
tell him she only wanted to be friends.
Either way, he wouldn't get what he wanted. And he wanted her,
dammit. He craved every single thing about her. But he always knew
he'd never get it.
She didn't want him that way.
---
She watched all the couples dancing to the sounds of a familiar
song. "I'll Stand by You".
+++
When the night falls on you,
You don't know what to do,
Nothing you confess
Could make me love you less
I'll stand by you,
I'll stand by you,
Won't let nobody hurt you,
I'll stand by you.
+++
She couldn't help but feel sad as she watched all the couples. She
spotted Luka and Abby dancing close to the corner. Rumors said they
had had a huge fight, but she figured they either got over it, or it
just never happened.
Mark and Elizabeth were dancing in the middle of the dance floor,
looking happier then ever. Then again, when were they unhappy for
more then five minutes?
And then there was Benton and Cleo, although they weren't dancing.
They sat next to one of tables, Cleo holding Reese. Last she heard
from Haleh, Benton won custody of Reese, and she had to admit, she
was envious. Why did she have to give Michael up for adoption...?
She shrugged it off. Have fun now, pity yourself later.
"Deb?" he said, disturbing her thoughts. She looked at him, and he
saw it as a sign she was listening. "Since we're both... alone
here... You wanna dance?" he asked, stretching all the words but the
last three, which he said rather quickly.
She nodded, trying to keep herself cool, although she was literally
feeling butterflies inside. Yeah, so it wasn't a sign of anything...
He only wanted to dance with her because he had no one else. But it
was still something, wasn't it?
He took her hand, and led her to the dance floor. Her hand felt so
good. Warn and gentle... Just like she remembered from the time he
helped her during the birth of Michael.
As they reached it, he rested his hands on her waist, and she wrapped
her own around his neck.
She gave him a weak smile, trying to release some of the awkwardness
the situation caused. He returned her smile, studying the lines of
her face. She was incredibly beautiful, and her smile just made her
prettier.
"I never knew those two were an item," Elizabeth remarked when she
noticed John and Deb dancing.
"Me neither. But can you blame them for keeping it a secret, with all
the gossip in County?" he said, chuckling softly.
"Certainly can't," Elizabeth said, chuckling as well.
They continued to dance for a few more songs, getting more
comfortable with each other. They stayed silent all of that time,
until John spoke. "We need to talk, Deb."
"Now?" she asked, her voice softer then he had ever heard.
He simply nodded, and she reacted by taking her hands off his neck,
and starting to walk away from the dance floor. "There's a porch
here... We can talk there..."
He followed her outside, and walked over to the distant side of the
porch, leaning on the banister, and she soon joined him.
They were silent for a few minutes, both looking ahead, into the
beauty of the night.
"So... What did you want to talk about?"
"Do you remember what I told you before? About that woman I love that
doesn't see me like I wish she would?"
"Yeah," she said with a nod.
"I just danced with her."
