Just This Once

by Hanz the Bunny

Give him a needle. That’s all there is to it, but why does that fact fly out of her mind as soon as she sees Michael? Sweaty palms, racing heart, dizziness. Symptoms point to love. But there’s no way she’s gonna tell him that, of all people.pov:Sara 1shot

Disclaimer: i don't own anyone in this fic. sniff not even michael. sob

POV: Sara Tancredi

Just This Once

I check my watch out of habit; I actually don't even need to. Somehow, I just know when Michael's coming. I turn to face the wall as I begin to prepare his needle.

I hear the door open, then close and the scent that I've come to recognize as uniquely his wafts through the room. I secretly memorize it then finally turn around and try not to simply stare into his deep blue eyes for too long.

"Hey doc," he smiles that gorgeous smile of his and my heart rate begins to increase.

"Hello Michael," I smile, attempting to mask my nervousness the best I can. I guess it's pretty safe to say that I failed miserably. My palms begin to sweat.

"You okay, Sara?"

My heart does a triple flip when he says my name. I lie, "Fine. Push up your sleeve."

He does, revealing the tattoos that I admit, amaze me. Michael's staring at me again with a twinkle in his eyes and a quirky grin on his lips. I hurry as I give him the shot then tell him that he can go.

He stands but makes no move to leave. "Sara," he softly grips my arm and ever so lightly pulls me closer. "What are you afraid of? What would go wrong if just this once it was more than a hello, my shot, then bye?" He says it so softly that I can barely hear him through the blood pumping in my veins.

That's the thing; it's not that I'm afraid of him, it's I'm afraid of myself with him. "We can't, Michael."

"Yes we can." And before I can open my mouth to respond, his arms are wrapped tightly around me waist and his lips wreath mine. He slides his hand behind my neck, sending my nerves into overdrive. My head begins to spin in twenty different directions all at once. I'll never forget the feeling of his lips against mine. Never.

Michael soon pulls back but I know he doesn't want to, I can see it in the way he staring at me. I close my eyes in a slow blink, and when I open them, he's gone.

He'll come back for another shot tomorrow, and he'll say the same thing: Just this once.

Just like yesterday.

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