My first ever RB fic! I love Prepstein so much and there's hardly any fic for them so I decided to write some! I hope you all enjoy! Let me know if there are any other Prepstein things you would like to see. Whether it be in this fic or a totally different suggestion all together!

This is set after 6x08. It's the day after Chloe told Dov that she couldn't just be friends with him. Also, disclaimer, I have no idea how blood clots work but from the info I gathered, they can cause lightheadedness and fever.

Dov stood in front of a white board, studying the pictures that had been put up there. It was from the day's case; a double homicide, jealous husband out for revenge. It was nothing too out of the ordinary for 15 division. Now that the case had been closed, Dov volunteered to put away the files. After everything that happened the yesterday with Chloe, he needed some time to himself. The rift between himself and Chloe had been growing ever since the breakup, Dov knew this, but he never thought that she would want to break away from him completely. He had chosen to end things between them. That was his decision. But in the months since the breakup, Dov had realized how empty his life felt without Chloe Price.

"Hey."

Dov was torn from his thoughts as Chloe walked in and stood beside him. She was out of her uniform and wearing the same green blazer that he loved on her.

"Hey." Dov replied shortly.

He kept putting away files, trying to not make eye contact with her. "What do you want?"

Chloe smiled sadly. She missed the old Dov. Her Dov. She fidgeted with her watch. Her usual too-full brain was now devoid of words.

"Just spit it out Chloe." Dov said harshly. Chloe made it clear that she couldn't be friends with him and yet, here she was.

"I'm getting it removed." She blurted out after a second of silence.

Dov turned to face her now, surprised to see wetness forming in her eyes. "What are you talking about?" He asked.

"My blood clot. I'm getting it removed." Dov let his eyes travel to the spot on her neck where the blood clot had been. "I thought it went away." He said matter-of-factly. By the time they broke up, Chloe had been put back on active duty. Dov assumed that the blood clot had dissipated. Sure, he had been angry about the whole 'Wes' thing but that didn't mean that he still didn't care for her.

Chloe pulled her jacket tighter around her neck, uncomfortable with Dov's stares. "It did." She said. "But a couple of weeks ago, I started feeling lightheaded and, long story short, it came back. The doctor's think it might be due to stress." Dov felt a wave of guilt wash over him. He knew that the past couple of weeks had been stressful but he really hadn't paid that much attention to Chloe. Apparently no one else had either. "So, you're having the surgery?" He asked after a minute.

She nodded. "I can't take it anymore. I just keep thinking that it's bad luck, you know? I want it gone. Plus, I hate the idea that Wes still has some sort of influence over me. I know it's stupid, but I don't want any part of him in my life. Not after what happened between us." She gestured to the space between them. "I have to do this." Chloe watched Dov's face, trying to gage his reaction. "The surgery is this Friday. I wanted to do it when my parents were out of town. They've taken care of me enough this year. I've already told Oliver, and quite frankly, I don't know why I'm telling you…"

She took a deep breath. "I just wanted you to know that I'm finally taking responsibilities for my actions, rather than covering them up." With that, Chloe turned and left. Dov stood there, staring at the spot she just vacated. His mind was numb. Chloe wasn't his responsibility anymore. But he still felt a ball of anxiety forming in the pit of his stomach at the thought of Chloe in surgery again.

The next day, Dov couldn't stop thinking about Chloe. At parade he kept looking over his shoulder at the spot where she usually sat.

Gail followed his gaze and elbowed him in the side. "Where's little-miss-sunshine?" She asked. Dov opened his mouth to answer but he was cut off by a voice behind him. "She's taking a few personal days." Nick responded quickly. "You know, family stuff." Nick shot Dov a serious look. Dov sighed. Of course Nick knew about the surgery. He and Chloe had gotten close since the breakup. Still, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Nick. Dov had barely spoken to Chloe since the breakup. Maybe if he had, he would have been able to talk her out of the surgery, or she wouldn't have needed it at all. At least someone had been there for Chloe when he wasn't. Everyone knew that Chloe was always a little out of the social circle at 15 division.

After his shift, Dov walked up to Oliver's office. "Epstein!" Oliver exclaimed.

"Come in! Come in! What can I do ya for?" Dov sat down opposite Oliver.

"I need tomorrow off." Dov said. "I want to be there for Chloe. For her surgery."

To his surprise, Oliver laughed. "I thought you'd never ask. I already gave you the day off." Dov raised his eyebrows.

"I've seen the way you look at her Epstein. I know that you still love her. So please, do us all a favor, and work things out. You know before she dies again." Oliver said seriously. "Thank you." Dov replied as he got up and walked out.