My True Love Confrontation
by Quaxo
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, only the situation. The characters belong to Bill Lawerence and ABC/NBC (WOO Writer's strike is over!)
Have you ever just looked into the eyes of a stranger and just knew you were made for each other? Maybe they're not a stranger, maybe they're someone you've known for years before and just never noticed them 'that way' before, until that perfect instant when your eyes meet for the first time and you know the truth: you can't live with out them in your life…
Not that he'd ever admit it, he's "not that guy" as he likes to tell everyone. He even keeps up his charade with Jordan, pretending to be her devoted ex-husband, even though he doesn't love her like he loves me.
He doesn't want to publicly acknowledge their relationship. He's not ashamed of us, it's just that he's been hurt before. His parents didn't exactly set him the best example for a loving relationship, and it's not as if Jordan and him were much better.
I'll teach him though; it's going to take time, but I'm prepared for that. He'll see though, he'll see how perfect we are together, just like I saw all those years ago….
"Jor! Jor get up, he's cut the phone line…"
How's my wife? She's okay, right? She wasn't too bad off when they put her in the ambulance… but I know how fast things can change. God…
Right. How did it begin? I first noticed him after the Times named me the best doctor in the city. He started hanging around outside the hospital, following me around on my lunch breaks. Somehow he got my phone number and address and started calling me.
I knew him before, he was an intern at the hospital where I work. He washed out in the first week after they figured out he was having the nurses do all his procedures. Can't have a doctor afraid to touch patients after all… It was a shame, he had a good bedside manner…
He called last night, this morning, around three. I told him to stop calling, hung up and tried to call the cops. That's when he cut the phone line and the power. I got Jordan up and we went to grab the kids… he anticipated that though… he was waiting in Jenny's nursery. I was in Jack's room when I heard the gunshot. I told Jack to stay in his room, and headed to the nursery. Jordan was… well you saw.
He thinks we have some relationship together… and not just the best of buddies or father-son kind, if you catch my drift. I don't swing that way, and re-heally have no idea where he got the idea I was gay. Not that there's anything wrong with it, it's just not me.
He's got this whole crazy fantasy about us, how we both work in the same hospital together; that I divorced my wife for cheating on me, which she hasn't. Jordan wouldn't do that. Sure, she's a bit of a tease and more than a little provocative, but she has firm boundaries.
He thinks I've been his mentor for the last seven years, which progressed into something more after Jordan "cheated" on me again. That I was just too broken by my previous relationships that I refused to commit to him, keeping up a charade with Jordan. That he'd been trying to teach me to love him for the last two years…
He told me that the time for denial was over, that he'd been so patient but he couldn't stand me cheating on him with Jordan anymore. That now was the time to announce "our" love to the world.
What else was I supposed to do? He'd shot my wife, my daughter's in the crib behind him, and my son's in the next room over. I'm not like that but when some deranged psychopath has a gun and no problem with shooting someone, you compromise.
Thank god Jack managed to find my cell phone and call you guys… He's bright, I knew that already, but god… thank god he called you guys…
He loves me, he really loves me, he said so. And as soon as this little misunderstanding is cleared up, we'll be together again, one big happy family…