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Charlotte walks into Oceanside Wellness, early in the morning. Everyone seems to be tiptoeing around the office, avoiding eye contact, which she thinks is odd because she always thought everyone here was one big team, one big happy family. She has folders tucked under her arm as she makes her way to the conference room. Before she knows it, she's standing in the little glass bubble. She's in her comfort zone, being the boss. "Ok. Safe Surrender rundown. Montgomery," she hands Addison a cell phone, "you and Pete are the go-to-team." Everyone looks around the room at each other, awkwardly. Charlotte looks down at the folder she has open in her hands. "Am I wrong? That's what I have here."

Addison looks at the cell phone in her hand. "No, that's right." Her voice fell. "We volunteered last week."

Cooper pipes up, still feeling the repercussions of his epic fail with Violet the night before. "Good times…happier times."

"So the cell phone, that's all they need?" Sam adds his two cents.

Charlotte continued, oblivious to the wandering, uncomfortable, stares the OWG staff was giving each other. "Well the next 48 hours, all calls placed to the Safe Surrender hotline with be rerouted to that phone. Don't stray far from the here or from each other."

"Fine…that's fine." Pete says.

"So these calls are from women who want to give up their baby?" Violet speaks in her therapist tone. The tone that makes anyone and everyone instantly listen to her and answer her questions.

Charlotte looks at Violet. "Well, most of them have given birth already. They can't or don't want to keep their babies." She pauses a little and walks closer to Violet. "They call from school bathrooms, friends' places. They're too scared to go to hospitals where they have to provide their name." Charlotte continues to explain the hows of the operation to the OWG team. She almost finishes her lecture, but remembers the most important thing. "And most important, don't forget the bracelets. One to the mother and one on the baby's wrist or ankle. If the mother changes her mind, she has two weeks to reclaim the child." She makes sure that Addison and Pete know what to do before leaving to go back to St. Ambrose.

Cooper saunters into the kitchen where Violet is buttering her bagel. He wants to talk about what happened, but clearly Violet's not ready. She looks up, "Still don't wanna talk, Cooper," and then looks back down at her bagel.

"But I wanna talk."

"Well, there's a Worldwide Web out there waiting for you. I'm sure you'll find someone else who'll listen."

Addison walks in and stands silently in the corner. She begins to talk, but Cooper brushes past her and out of the room; Violet just gave him an idea: The Worldwide Web. Addison looks at Violet, confused, before getting the peanut butter she wanted in the first place.

Cooper is sitting at his desk, leaning back, looking intently at his computer screen. He's typing slowly, thinking about what he wanted to say as he clicked the keys.

DrFeelGood678: What are your hobbies?

Canyouhandleme441: Sex, sex, helping people, sex, and martinis.

DrFeelGood678:I can work with that.

Pete walks in, flipping the Safe Surrender cell phone in his hand. Cooper looks up for a second and goes back to typing. "I think Addison has a date tonight." He paces back and forth.

Without looking up from the keyboard, Cooper says, "Good for her. She's getting back on the horse." He paused. "I'm about to have a date tonight."

Canyouhandleme441: Good.

DrFeelGood678: Halfmoon Bar…

"Really?"

"Yeah…with Canyouhandleme441."

"Oh."

He looks up with just his eyes. "What? I don't believe in dwelling. I believe in getting back…on the horse."

DrFeelGood678: At 9.

"Well, I'll leave you to it," and with that he was gone.

Canyouhandleme441: Ok

DrFeelGood678: How will I know it's you?"

Canyouhandleme441: I'm blonde, petite, and I'll be in an olive green dress. And what about you? How will I know it's you?

DrFeelGood678: I'll find you. You'll know it's me.

Cooper leans back in his chair and smiles. "I'm getting back on the horse with a petite, blonde chick in a green dress. Who needs Violet? Violet, who?" He leans back so far, he almost falls over.

Charlotte sits at her desk in her office and is counting the days on her calendar. "Has it really been that long?" She stares off in the distance. "It can't be, can it?" She rechecks her math and then sighs. "Damn I need sex." She opens her computer and opens up the message that's pending in the right hand corner.

DrFeelGood678:What are your hobbies?

Canyouhandleme441: Sex, sex, helping people, sex, and martinis.

DrFeelGood678: I can work with that.

Charlotte smiles. "A man who knows what he wants."

Canyouhandleme441: Good.

DrFeelGood678: Halfmoon bar at 9.

Canyouhandleme441: Ok

DrFeelGood678: How will I know it's you?"

Canyouhandleme441: I'm blonde, petite, and I'll be in an olive green dress. And what about you? How will I know it's you?

DrFeelGood678:I'll find you. You'll know it's me.

Charlotte leans back in her desk chair and slams her computer shut. She can feel her vagina open just a little bit at the thought of her pending date. "I need sex bad. This man better know what he's doin'. I'm not in the mood to teach tonight." She stands up and walks out of her office.

Charlotte sits at the bar, looking down at the counter top. She's waiting for the bartender to get to her so she's fiddling with a napkin. "7 and 7…more on the first less on the second." She smirks and waits.

Cooper walks into the Halfmoon Bar at 9 and notices the woman right away. "Petite, blonde, green dress, lots of skin…perfect." He paused. "Hopefully she doesn't steal my car." He laughs to himself and walks closer to the woman. He's about to sit down when he hears her voice. He knows that voice, that southern twangy voice. He knows it well. He walks a little over to get a good look at her face just so he's sure it's her. It is. He fights his own demons. Should he go or stay? He decides the latter and smirks. "This'll be good." He sits down next to her.

Charlotte's looking around and playing with her hands, anxiously waiting for her internet date. She looks over and is shocked to see Cooper Freedman next to her. "Charlotte King, as I live in breath." He puts his phone and keys on the counter. He's not used to seeing her outside of the hospital realm. His hands are clasped together.

She straightens up and she doesn't really want to interact with anyone outside of work. She's not one to mix those two worlds. She whispers because she doesn't want anyone else knowing her business. "Oh no you don't…that's saved." She tries to act like she doesn't know him, just in case her "real" date shows up.

He's enjoying this way too much. "Big date?"

"No. Far from it. I'm just meetin' someone." She paused. "Scoot. I don't want him to see you and think you're here with me." She turns her head straight ahead. The truth is she doesn't want anyone to think she's out with Cooper Freedman.

Cooper's sucking the inside of his lip. "What time he say?"

Charlotte glares at him. "Why is he still here?" She thinks to herself. "9 PM."

"I'm meeting someone at nine too….A blonde, petite, we met on the internet." He's looking right at her now on purpose.

Charlotte's head spins around and she stares at him. "What? No!" Cooper can't help but laugh. "Oh God. Oh my God." She pushes herself away from the bar.

Cooper puts his hand out to stop her as if that little gesture is going to make her stay. "We should laugh at the unfortunate coincidence. Laughing is the way to go."

Charlotte's still fuming. "Let's be clear…this never happened." She walks out of the bar.

The bartender puts Charlotte's cocktail on the napkin as Cooper watches her walk out of the bar. He definitely had more fun with that than she did. He spins the glass around and sticks the straw in his mouth. "Or the opposite of laughing." He takes a sip of the drink. "She cleans up nice." He laughs and takes another sip of the drink. "Wait, I did not just say that about Charlotte King." He shutters. "Why am I still thinking about her? God that woman." He throws the straw on the counter and chugs the rest of the 7 and 7. He orders a beer and then another and you guessed it, another.

Charlotte leans against the elevator at Oceanside Wellness. She balls her hands into fists as she tries to forget the horror of last night. "Dr. Freedman, really?" She sucks in air and lets it out slowly as the elevator doors slide open. She stares at the floor the entire time as she walks to the exam room. She's avoiding all unnecessary contact at all costs. She knows Cooper well enough to know his practice is one incestuous family. She knows that everyone knows of her unfortunate coincidence by now. She's pleasantly surprised when Dell says hi to her and doesn't look like he's about to pee his pants from amusement. She continues to the room and opens the door. Pete, Cooper, and Addison huddle over the squirming newborn.

Cooper swaddles the little baby girl in a blanket as Addison dotes over how adorable she is. "Circumstances of her birth…this is a very healthy baby."

"Ahhh, do you hear that?" Addison boasts.

She smiled as she entered the room, out of politeness, and little bit of happiness for the Safe Surrender baby. "Heard we had something to celebrate? You rescued a baby?"

The doctors turn around at the sudden other voice in the room as Cooper scoops the baby girl up into his arms. Addison asks something about where the baby's going and Charlotte quickly answers it. The faster she gets back to St. Ambrose, the better. Soon the room is empty….well not completely empty. Cooper is standing by the cotton balls as she stands awkwardly at the door, with one hand close to the door handle. She's thankful for that door. It makes fleeing much easier. Cooper looks at the cotton balls and looks at Charlotte. "So here's a question, cotton balls at St. Ambrose. Do you…?"

"Triple size…hospital grade."

He's rubbing two cotton balls together in his fingers. "Right. More cotton per ball."

She laughs self-consciously and turns towards the door. She takes a breath. "Bye, Dr. Freedman."

"Goodbye Canyouhandleme." He just couldn't resist.

Charlotte whips her head around and glares at him. "At least he didn't tell anyone," she thinks as she walks to the elevator.

Cooper sits in his office, tapping his finger on his desk. He pulls up the saved conversation he shared with a then unknown woman who went by the screen name of Canyouhandleme441. He leans back in his chair and twirls a pen around in his hand. He has his thinking face on. His eyes are bright as his mind swirls with ideas. He hasn't stopped thinking about Charlotte since their disaster of a date. Part of him wants to ask her out for a real drink, but the other part of him, is telling him to run, run very away from her. He doesn't know what to do, but once again, he's thinking about her. He pushes his chair away from his desk. He peers out of his office, and she's standing by the elevator. She is here again because the mother of the Safe Surrender baby reclaimed her child. He walks out of his office. "Here goes nothing." He lets out a breath and slinks up next to her.

Charlotte presses the button, hoping no one else bothers her. She sees Cooper coming towards her and she's quick to shut him down. She's not in the mood to deal with him now, or ever, for that matter, unless it's strictly business related. "I'm goin' home, Dr. Freedman." She refuses to call him Cooper, refuses to make her interaction with him, anything but professional.

"Come have a drink with me." He says it so nonchalantly.

"What? No." She has no interest in mixing business and pleasure, but part of her is wondering why he's all of a sudden perusing her.

"Come on." He's a pushy one she notices.

"I'm not havin' sex with you just because I wrote some things on the internet. No."

"A drink…not sex, absolutely no sex."

The elevator doors open and they both step in. Cooper's still looking at her, trying to convince her to get a drink with him. Maybe it was the lack of sex or maybe it was his blue eyes, whatever it was, she found herself pressed against the wall of the elevator with his lips against hers. She claws at the wall as they heard the ding on the elevator. Charlotte pushes him off of her and she straightens out her shirt. Before the door opens, she hears herself say, "Forget the drinks."

Charlotte's lying on her stomach, pulling her hair away from her face, so Cooper can kiss her. It's hard because it's sticking to the sweat on her face. Cooper's in a plank position, hovering over her, kissing her…everywhere. They're breathing heavy. Cooper slides into the space next to her as they intertwine their legs together. He lies back on top of her and presses his face into her shoulder. "Can I get you that drink now?"

Charlotte lifts her head as he starts kissing her again. "Not yet. Ask me again in two hours." Cooper and Charlotte roll over so Charlotte's on top of him.

Two hours and three encores later, Charlotte's holding the sheet over her naked body. Cooper is lying next to her, staring at the ceiling. Her toes are curled under and her hands are holding the sheet tightly. The tingling sensation hasn't left her body yet. She closes her eyes and lets out a puff of air. She blinks and looks over at Cooper. She can't believe she just mixed business and pleasure, and she can't believe she's in bed with Dr. Freedman. She doesn't have much time to think because Cooper starts kissing her neck. She knows she should stop him. She's gone too far already, but his lips feel so good against her bare skin, and his tongue. "Oh that tongue," she thinks to herself, "he can do some wild stuff with that tongue." Cooper disappears under the sheet. "Oh my God, what is he doin' with his tongue?" She feels him between her legs and she grips the sheet. She struggles to breathe as the feeling overtakes her. She relaxes and lets out a scream of passion. He kisses up her stomach and pops his head out of the sheet. "That's just scary," she laughs, but he presses his lips against hers and everything melts away.

A half hour later, Charlotte is lying on her back staring at the ceiling. Cooper's asleep next to her. She thinks about leaving, and going home, but she can't bring herself to leave. She needed sex badly, but she wasn't expecting what she got tonight, especially from Dr. Freedman. She looked at the clock; it was 1:30 AM. She yawned and closed her eyes. She expected her insomnia to override her exhaustion. "Dr. Freedman, who would have known?" She smiled and was asleep within minutes.

A/N: this story will expand Charlotte's & Cooper's entire relationship. Once season 5 starts, I may continue it through then.

let me know what you think and tell me if there's anything you want more of.