Ok. So I wasn't planning on posting another chapter so close to the last one, but after listening to my I Tunes this morning an idea struck me. When I have the urge to write I do because I'm an "in the moment" kinda person. Enjoy!
Chapter 2
They had been back for 2 weeks now. Michaela had been working crazy hours at the hospital, and Sully's job had been going smoothly. Colleen and Daniel were suppose to be coming over for dinner, and Michaela was running late.
"I need you to stay for evening rounds tonight", Dr. Wright barked in her direction.
"I already updated the charts, and I really need to leave on time tonight", Michaela sighed.
It was 5:30 already and she was suppose to leave an hour ago. Sully had sent numerous texts asking her where she was, and she didn't want to be late yet again for dinner.
"Do you like this job, Dr. Quinn?", he raised his brow. She nodded a slow nod as her shoulders slumped. "Well, I suggest you act like it and do as I request", Dr. Wright turned and stormed out of the employee lounge.
Michaela pulled her cell out of her lab coat and dialed Sully.
"I'm going to be late", she mumbled.
"What? Again?", he sighed.
"Sully, you don't understand. I'm working toward my residency. I don't get to pick the hours, or when to say no. I have to stay. I'll be home as soon as I can." She returned the phone to her pocket and began to shuffle out of the lounge. Mark Wright was going to push her buttons as much as he could, that was obvious now. She would not give in. She was going to get through this no matter what.
Dr. Wright was standing by the nurses station pulling a chart when he glanced up to see Michaela round the corner to enter a patient's room. She was beautiful, and oh how he desired her. He had managed to keep her late every day this week, but she still had shown no interest in him. What he would give to run his fingers through her long hair, and to touch her skin. He wondered secretly how soft it was. He'd seen how fiery her temper was and how determined she could be. He was betting that she could be a challenge in bed. He figured just a few more late nights and he could make his move. He wanted her, and he knew she wanted him. After all, no female could resist him and she continued to work for him no matter how much he pushed her. He would win her over, it was only a matter of time.
Michaela glanced over he shoulder as she entered room 411. Dr. Mark Wright stood with a strange look in his eyes as he blatantly stared at her. It made her uncomfortable, but she brushed it off. After all, he was her supervising physician
and if she talked to him about his staring just maybe he would see that it made her uncomfortable and would stop. She didn't want to make things awkward at the hospital. Maybe she was just misunderstanding him, yes that had to be it.
She pulled the chart at the end of the bed and read over it one more time. She'd been working with this patient all week. His name was Brian, and he had a heart condition that needed to be closely monitored. He was having surgery to fix the problem in a few days but he had come to emergency because of a shortness of breath. She placed the chart back in it's place and walked toward the door. As soon as she stepped through it she ran face first into a hard chest. Stumbling back, she looked up only to see Dr. Wright.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't see you there.", she blushed. Little did she know Mark had planned for this to happen. He grabbed her upper arm to steady her and slid it up to her shoulder.
Michaela glanced at the offending hand a pulled away. "I was just coming to see how you were doing. Dr. Andrews is here now. Update him on what has happened throughout your shift, and you may go.", he smiled at her noticing the blush that appeared on her cheeks.
"Thank you Doctor, I will.", she backed further away from him and released the breath that she didn't know she was holding.
Spinning quickly away from him, she dashed towards the nurses station to find Dr. Andrews. Michaela needed to have a talk with Dr. Wright, and soon. His touches and looks were making her more and more uncomfortable everyday, and the sooner she cleared this up, the better.
As she approached the nurses station, Dr. Andrew listened attentively to her ramble off the days events that he needed to focus on. She couldn't help but over hear the snickers and whispers directed towards her. Eyes being rolled and heads shaken confused her. She caught part of the whispers as she walked towards the lounge. They were talking about her and Dr. Wright. Something about how she was leading him on and the fact that she must have a very trusting husband. Saying she wouldn't be married very long, and that Mark always got what he wanted.
Tears pricked her eyes. She tossed her lab coat in her locker, grabbed her jacket and keys, and made her way to the exit. She had walked to work today, and was now regretting it. She wanted to get home to Sully and relax in his embrace. Her dream job was turning out to be not so dreamy after all.
Colleen and Daniel sat at the dining table as Sully was bringing the steaks he had grilled on the deck. The had planned to cook out, but it was a rather humid night. As he sat down Colleen looked over with sympathetic eyes, "you know she'd rather be here right now, don't you?"
"I guess", he sighed. "She's at that hospital more than anywhere else. I guess I'm just wondering when I get her back."
"Well, you know her supervisor has quite a reputation, right?", Colleen raised an eyebrow. "He's hard on everyone who works for him, and he goes through the residents like a deck of playing cards. No one ever lasts. Michaela is stubborn. She's not going to let him push her around."
Half way through their dinner, Michaela walked through the door. Sully rose from the table and began to walk toward her. She raised her hand to halt him and briskly walked into the bedroom. He gave her a questioning look as she returned and sat at the table.
"Everything ok?" he asked her.
"I don't know yet, and no I don't want to talk about it." she twisted her fingers in her lap.
Dinner was finished in polite conversation and Colleen and Daniel left shortly after. Something was up between the two lovebirds and they didn't want to be around to see it come to fruition.
Michaela sat on the couch flicking through the tv channels as Sully did the dishes.
"You wanna tell me what's wrong yet?" he asked not looking over his shoulder.
"Not really, I don't know if I have a problem yet. Let me try to fix this my own way, and if I need your help I'll ask.", she pleaded.
After finishing up, Sully made his way over to sit with her on the couch. They watched tv for a few hours and then made their way to bed. Both tired from a long day of work, curled up together and fell asleep. Sully didn't notice the look of worry and puzzlement on Michaela's face. Was she leading him on? Did she send out signals at work that she wasn't aware of? She didn't think so. Her mind pondered these ideas long into the night. No way was she getting any sleep tonight. Good thing I have tomorrow off, she thought to herself.
So there you go…read and review…let me know what you think.
