Hi everyone! I managed to start something else. It's set after this most recent episode, but pretty much independent of it. I'm probably going to write more for this story seeing as New Girl has me especially inspired. I'm also starting a Christmas themed story that I'll probably post sometime in December! Alrighty, but enough out of me. Enjoy!
"But why'd you have to drag me along?"
"Cause I don't like going alone okay? Cece usually goes with me but she had a shoot that was going to last all day or something. You know, model stuff. Not to mention, if they put me to sleep during the procedure, I can't exactly drive home afterwards."
"You should have asked Winston or Schmidt to go with you if you're so nervous. What about Paul? Since you guys seem to be around each other all the time now, I thought he'd be the most logical choice."
Obviously losing her patience, she looked away from her reading material.
"Nick, just sit in the waiting room and read the old highlights for kids magazines."
"See, I knew coming along was a bad idea. Old magazines? Dentist drills? Not exactly how I wanted to spend a Saturday morning, Jess."
"Hmm, it sounds like you're more afraid of this than I am. Did you forget I'm the one who has to go through this?"
They sat side to side in the cold waiting room, awaiting the nurse's entrance. Jess absolutely hates going to the dentist. It's a pretty normal fear when you think about. Most people hate visits to the dentist, but that never makes her feel any better.
It was obvious that Nick shared those feelings and wasn't going to make this any easier. Perhaps she just should have rescheduled and waited for Cece to have a day off. She would have at least been more than willing to be there for her, as oppose to Nick's old man grumbling.
While she usually found his constant disdain endearing, it had started to get on her nerves recently. How could someone be so against having a little fun?
Singing out loud annoyed him.
Candles in the apartment made him dizzy.
Overtly celebrating holidays was cheesy and cliché.
Getting a cat for a pet was too much of a hassle.
(But for the record, Schmidt was also against this.)
Was it just a coincidence that he hated most everything she enjoyed?
At this point, it didn't matter.
He was seated next to her, whether he wanted to be or not.
He had come along regardless of what he said.
If honesty is the best policy, she had wanted him there from the start.
Not Cece, Winston, Schmidt, or her new boyfriend Paul.
Nick.
She didn't know what she was feeling, but she also wasn't sure why he had gone through all the trouble.
"Jess? Jess? Are you fully awake yet?"
As she carefully opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the couch with a small wet towel on her forehead. She was suddenly very dizzy so made very little movements. How long had she been out for?
"Where's Nick?"
"He went to work about an hour ago. You had us worried there for a bit. You've been in and out for the last 3 hours."
"Yeah, my body has weird reactions to medications sometimes."
"Perhaps you should have told us that beforehand? Nick got really weird seeing you like this."
"Sorry Schmidt, it won't happen again. Is he really upset at me?"
As Schmidt removed the towel from her forehead and put it in the bowl, he curiously stared at Jess. She wasn't aware of what had happened. Well, this would make the next couple hours extremely interesting.
"You don't remember anything that happened do you?"
"I'd be lying if I said I did?"
Shaking his head, he pushed some of her hair away from her cheek.
"Oh, that's probably a good thing honey."
2 hours earlier
"Jess, you're going to hurt yourself! Please get down from there! It's getting late and I didn't mean anything by that."
"NO! Not till you tell me why you don't like spending time with me!"
"Stop okay? Just stop! You know that I like you. You're being stupid right now."
"I'm not being-"
She stopped mid-sentence and then slowly started to climb off the ledge.
"You… you like me? I was just talking about spending time with you."
She moved towards Nick, who was suddenly very aware of his surroundings.
"Uh, yeah…you're an awesome roommate or something… You smell really nice and… You know what I mean."
She pushed herself closer and gently grabbed the front portion of his shirt. He found himself frozen in his place. This was obviously the work of the pain medication. Yeah, that's it. Let's blame the pain medication.
Not saying a word, she looked up into his eyes.
"Don't let it get to your head, Jess. This isn't a marriage proposal."
Whispering very quietly, "If we were in a romantic comedy, this would be the perfect kiss the girl moment, Nick."
"I don't think that's the greatest idea…"
"Okay, suddenly I'm not feeling well. It's getting really hot out here."
5 minutes later
"She said she was feeling sick and then she passed out. I managed to catch her, but I think it's because she was running around in the heat. I put her in her room, but I've got work. Watch her Schmidt and text me if she gets worse. "
"Okay. Should I call Cece? I'm sure she'd get upset if we didn't tell her. Plus I wouldn't mind a little company, a little doctor and nurse role-playing?"
"Keep Cece out of this. She's out of town right now for a shoot and you don't want to screw this up for her. It's apparently a big deal. Don't forget to give Jess her pain medication. She forgets this kind of thing all the time. But don't let her do anything after she takes it either. All I want her to do is sleep and eat these next couple days."
As he walked back towards his room, he shouted,
"If you don't listen, there will be hell to pay Schmidt!"
"Geez okay, I get it. You don't have to threaten me."
"Oh that wasn't a threat. How do you think I got up to the roof with her?"
Jess sat quietly on the couch the rest of the evening, watching television.
Schmidt hadn't revealed what had occurred earlier that day, but he didn't have to.
She probably did something incredibly ridiculous and would hear from Nick tomorrow morning.
She sighed to herself as she changed the channels quickly,
"Good Job, Jess."