Chapter 1

This takes place after episode 13. I'm going to try and write along the story line that the show was supposed to follow, before it was cancelled. It'll be multi-chaptered but not necessarily the same number of episodes the show would have had.

So once and for all, I don't own Emily Owens M.D. or anything related to the show.

Let me know what you think. I love reviews, and I will try to respond to each review. However, due to school I may not do a very good job updating.

Micah arrived to the hospital early that morning. He was looking forward to his first full day at work with Emily since she had agreed to give them a chance. But he also realized that he was going to have to prove to her today that he could separate his professional and personal life. He had a fine line to walk between giving her special treatment and overcorrecting.

I should start this off right. She needs to know that I care and that there are ways to be a couple at work that won't cross any professional boundaries.

To that end, Micah stopped at the coffee stand on his way and picked up Emily's favorite. He fully intended to wait in front of the hospital for her to arrive. However, it seemed like she was running late today… It was 5 minutes until rounds started and there wasn't a trace of Emily.

What is the best action on the fine line of professional behavior I have to walk as her superior? But what is the best personal response to her being a little late?

Deciding that as Dr. Owens' superior he would have to reprimand her in some small way for her blatant disregard for scheduling, he resigned himself to a small act of personal kindness by leaving her the warm caffeinated beverage sitting on top of her locker.

Back at her apartment, Emily and Will were hurriedly dressing for work. Emily's all too punctual nature had been totally subverted by Will's presence. Unable to resist his charming into another session like the first the night before, Emily found herself running late for work.

I'm not this person. I am the organized, responsible, punctual type. How could I have been so stupid? Dr. Bindari is going to crucify us.

Will was gathering his clothing from the night before off the floor as quickly as possible.

Emily is really freaking out. I hope it isn't us. I'm not sure I can have the "us" talk with her today. I guess I'm going to be publicly staking my claim on Emily and declaring that I'm over Cassandra today, whether I'm ready to or not. That's what happens when you drunkenly decide to screw your best friend because you are lonely after your jealous girlfriend leaves you. Okay…. And there is the fact that I'm slightly jealous of Dr. Barnes' new found fondness for Emily. I'm protective. She is like my little sister. Woah…. Don't go there. Not now.

Will drove them to the hospital, breaking just about every speed limit along the way. Emily for once wasn't even terrified of breaking the rules. She was desperate not to lose any recently acquired brownie points in Dr. Bindari's eyes. Most importantly she was afraid of losing her coveted spot as Bindari's research assistant. The drive was totally silent. Upon arrival at the hospital, they both flew out of the car and tore up the stairs to the locker room. Both changed into scrubs with record breaking speed. For once, Emily found herself not even remotely distracted by Will's gorgeous physique. She didn't notice the coffee left for her by Micah either.

Walking quickly Will and Emily approached the group of interns and residents surrounding Dr. Bindari. They had hoped to blend into the back since they were only 10 minutes late and it didn't appear that rounds had officially began. However, that thought was quickly put out of their minds when Dr. Bindari turned her snake-like glare on them instantaneously.

"How kind of you to grace us with your presence," Dr. Bandari sarcastically greeted them. "Would you two like to explain to the group what was more important than being on time to work this morning?"

"No, Dr. Bindari," they answered in unison.

There is going to be some explaining going on at some point today, Micah's inner voice growled.

His burning eyes were trained on her for the duration of rounds. Emily was convinced he was going to bore a hole right through her. She looked down and shifted from foot to foot.

Gosh, this makes it so hard to concentrate. I don't know how to focus when he looks at me like that. I didn't even know that his eyes could get that dark. They're normally so warm and inviting. I didn't even think about him last night or this morning. Why was I so stupid? What am I supposed to do now?

At the end of rounds, both Emily and Will were assigned a pile of scut work. Their day would be filled with IV starts, changing bed linens, emptying bed pans and catheters, and doing other physicians' discharge paperwork. There would be almost no patient contact today. Dr. Bindari had said that it would give them some time to reflect on their earlier transgression.

She really has no idea how on target she is with that, thought Emily.

Emily managed to escape rounds before Micah had the opportunity to catch her. He had been thankfully and mercifully corner by Dr. Dupre. Consequently, he was fuming by the time he caught up with AJ. He could actually feel his muscles quivering.

I don't think I've ever been this angry with anyone in my life, and that is saying a lot considering my sister.

"Do you want to talk about it?" was all AJ could muster. He could only imagine what his friend must be going through. He had known that Micah was really into Emily and last he heard she was carrying a torch for Dr. Collins, but he had thought that Dr. Collins was tied up with Dr. Kopelson.

Apparently things around here change quickly, he thought.

"I don't know what to say. Just yesterday, she was saying that she wanted to give us a try. How could I have been so blind?" he looked at AJ almost on the verge of tears. He was fighting it as hard as he could. Men were not supposed to cry, and he was well aware that he had already been far too vulnerable in front of Emily, scratch that Dr. Owens. He needed to get his emotions locked down before he had to be in her presence again.

"Was that the last conversation you had with Dr. Owens?" AJ asked, perplexed how the woman could go from that to clearly sleeping with her best friend and longtime crush.

"No….," Micah mumbled, flashing back to her anger with him when he picked Dr. Kopelson for a surgery she ordinarily would have been scrubbing in for.

"Fix it," was all AJ knew to say. He hated seeing his best friend hurting. And he had every intention of talking to Dr. Owens on his own. He had always been told he lacked boundaries.

Will had not been as lucky as Emily. Cassandra had managed to corner him walking into the dictation office to work on a mountain of discharge paperwork left over from the night before.

"I thought you were shocked that I would ask you to choose. I thought you weren't even aware of the feelings you had for her. You William Collins are a PIG. I can't believe you've been leading me along all this time," she yelled as soon as the door shut behind her locking them in together. Then she promptly stormed out.

Will couldn't believe the mess he had gotten himself into. He knew he was attracted to Emily, but being with her had been nothing like being with Cassandra. And if he was being honest with himself when they weren't physically intimate the only way he thought about her was as a kid sister. However, from the looks of it his drunken blunder had cost him any chance of returning to life before last night.