After a wild night and a first meeting April and Connor are grappling with their decisions and trying to get to know one another while working.

Connor nodded and April slid past him and swiftly walked toward the ER. He stood in the hall, the same hall not 48 hours ago he was scurrying through to find her; bumping into her and stumbling over a date invite.

"Just give her some space," he thought to himself but that was easier said than done after all they worked together and he did want to get to know her plus the very real possibility that he fathered a child with her. Reckless. He knew what happened between them was careless but it was also passionate and exciting. He didn't want to apologize for any of it; and just like that he was back in that moment. Her soft skin, those mile long legs wrapped around him equally as soft, her kisses both excited and delicate and they way she smelled like coconuts, roses, and vanilla. Connor liked being with her and around her. Her smile was beautiful and she was a good nurse; intuitive, and absorbent of all the knowledge and chaos around the ED.

"Dr. Rhodes?" A small nurse named Abigail tapped him on the shoulder dragging him out of his memory.

"Yes," he answered.

"I have the test results from the female car crash patient." Connor nodded, and while looking over the results he realized that he had to concentrate on work and fast.

The mother had blood in her stomach and a tear on her left ventricular valve. He realized time was of the essence with this patient and took off running towards the ED.

April was checking the elderly woman in bed eleven when she heard the code alarm go off and the rolling of a crash cart hastily making its' way past her. There was a small heartbreaking scream coming from the little girl Dr. Halstead was treating; racing to the room Dr. Rhodes yelled for someone to collect the girl and April ran over.

"Hey sweetie, it's going to be okay, let's get you back into bed," April spoke softly to the girl as she put both hands reassuringly around her shoulders. Tears flooded the little girls' eyes.

"Hey, what's your name?" April asked as she tucked the child back into her hospital bed.

"Emma," the little girl said through her cries.

"Well, hello Emma, I'm April and the best doctors are taking care of your mom, and when we know something I will come tell you personally, okay?" April went to stand up but the little girl had a firm grip on her hand and was still sobbing uncontrollably.

April smiled sympathetically and sat down next to her. It had only felt like a few minutes when April woke up next to the little girl, who had her fingers intertwined in her curls. The light was low and the little girl was asleep. Her mother had been taken into surgery hours ago.

"Emma," a low voice came from the door and a man with concerned blood shot eyes walked in with Dr. Halstead.

April awoke and stood up as quickly as she could without ripping her hair out from the child's grip.

"This is Emma's dad Kyle," Dr. Halstead said.

"Hi, I'm April, I'm a nurse I've been with Emma for a few hours but I told her I would update her on her mother so I'll leave you alone."

"Actually that's what we are doing now," Dr. Halstead said somberly.

"Oh," April's faced dropped.

"Can we just let her sleep, I want to let her sleep before I tell her the worse news of her life," Kyle said as he sat down next to her bedside.

"You can take as much time as you need," Dr. Halstead said as he slowly backed out of the room.

"That poor little girl is going to wake up from a dream to a nightmare…crap speaking of nightmares I haven't checked on half of my patients for hours now," April said frantically.

"Don't worry, I ran through your charts," said a familiar voice. It was Maggie grinning behind the main desk.

"Oh thanks girl!" April said.

"Oh don't thank me yet Sleeping Beauty you can pick up the three hours I have left on my shift to pay me back."

"Fair enough," April said yawning.

The night was mostly uneventful, drunks, elderly folks, and some mentally ill homeless people. By ten o'clock April was exhausted and more than ready to punch out. She headed to the nurses' station and changed her clothes. She began her route to her apartment. She unlocked the door and plopped her bag and jacket on the table and passed out on the couch. When she came to the next day she grabbed her bag to check her phone but underneath it was the calendar. She stared at it far longer than she wanted to admit. She knew that the window for emergency contraceptives was quickly closing which meant she needed to talk to Connor, a conversation that she wasn't quite ready to start because she didn't even know how to have it with herself. One of the worst parts of this situation was that she didn't have his number or any contact information on him. She got up and walked to bathroom and washed her face. She headed to a corner store and picked up some light groceries for breakfast. She walked back to the pharmacy and purchased a Plan B pill. She swallowed the pill immediately when she arrived home. A small smile warmed her face and she was sure that this was the last she would need to think about it.

April was chopping onions and bell peppers when she heard a knock at the door. She turned down the heat on the stove and headed to the door. When she opened it there was Connor, with a bouquet of flowers and those large blue eyes that she was drawn into from the moment they first interacted.

"Hi," Connor said almost confidently if his eyes hadn't appeared to look so puppy-dogged.

"Hey, -uh come on in, I'm actually just making myself some breakfast," April opened the door wider and let Connor walk through.

The oil in the pan had heated up and she ran over and took the pan off the stove.

"Oh, no please keep cooking, by all means eat, I just wanted to come by and apologize for being a bit too relentless at the hospital yesterday," Connor pushed his arm forward to present her with flowers.

April smiled reassuringly and accepted the bouquet.

"It's okay, I shouldn't have ran away, that was really childish, but I wasn't joking about nurses turning on you if they find out you're hooking up with the doctors."

"Everyone seems really nice," Connor said.

"Of course they do, you're a doctor,nurses have to show you respect; you know I remember a nurse that slept with a resident a few years back and Abigail would assign her all the vomits, and fecal clean-up duty it was awful, she shut her out and had all the nurses shut her out too, finally one day she transferred to General U and that was the last I heard of her," April said while smelling the bouquet.

Connor let out a laugh.

"That little woman Abigail?! That sounds like some hospital urban legend," he stood up and walked over to her. She cut her eyes at him and nodded.

"Here let me cut the banding and put them in water for you so can go back to cooking," he offered.

"Thanks, there are vases on the top row of the shelf next to the trash," April said pointing up and then turning back to the stove.

Connor pulled the rubber band down and popped her trash open with his foot. The lid revealed the empty Plan B box at the top of the pile. He put the bouquet down.

"Well, I guess that answers that," Connor said under his breath.

He was filling the vase with water when April turned and said, "Answers what?"

"Your trash, um, you took an emergency contraceptive, which means you are not in the two week clear time that the rhythm method relies upon," He looked concerned, "I know I don't have a right to ask but when did you take it?"

April looked slightly annoyed but mostly ashamed. She was hoping that after the two week mark was up she could just avoid the entire conversation.

"I took it about a half hour ago, I would've sooner but I got caught up last night at the hospital with that little girl. You know the one in the severe car accident you and Dr. Halstead argued over."

"Yeah, that was not one of my finest moments. I knew her mom's prognosis was poor but I also knew if I could give her something to fight for she might've had a better chance, unfortunately she died anyway," Connor looked down at his hands.

"Hey," April said as she walked over to him. "You gave her some peace before her end, knowing her daughter was okay."

Connor nodded and then smiled with wide eyes, "Your eggs are burning!"

April ran over to stove and turned it off; she slid the contents of the pan on a plate and topped it with hot sauce.

"You want any?" she laughed.

Conner shook his head no and laughed. She ate almost half the plate before conceding defeat to the burnt parts.

"Wow, what a champ, I would have thrown all of it away!" Connor laughed.

"Okay, so you're making fun of my cooking? Well normally I'm not distracted by anyone," April said flirtatiously.

Connor raised his eyebrow and smirked, "I'm a distraction?"

April took a gulp of water and smiled. "Well the nice kind, I guess."

She stood up and placed her dish in the sink when she turned around he was standing right behind her. Those blue eyes piercing through her again. Shit.

"Is this distracting?" Connor said as he inched toward her face placing a kiss on her cheek, "How about this?" he said and placed another one on her neck.

April could feel her body melting around her. His kisses felt more intense than the last time. There was no alcohol to dull the senses. He met her face and pulled her chin towards him kissing her lips and slowly moving his tongue into her mouth.

That softness that had haunted him since their first encounter manifested itself but the reality was better than the recall.

He wanted to kiss her entire body, feel the softness of her skin again so he trailed his kisses down her neck to inhale the smell of coconuts and sugar.

Her moans vibrated off his ear and he could feel himself stiffen. He picked her up and carried to her bedroom. Those long legs wrapped around him again. It took no time to for their clothes to be off the only fabric that touched their bodies were her sheets.

Connor stopped kissing her and slid over the side of the bed and grabbed a condom from his pants. He found himself on top of her again and slid it on. "Not making that mistake again" he thought to himself. He positioned himself to enter her but stopped quickly to see her in the light.

Her taut body perfect breasts and smooth brown skin were so much more beautiful in the daylight then in the dark; the whole picture perfect body was topped with that exquisite face. Her curls were wild against the pillow a striking dichotomy to her sharp cheekbones and doe eyes.

He pushed himself inside her and brought his face down to kiss her lips. She felt as good as the time before even as the condom muted the feeling but she was just as tight as the last time so he slowed himself down allowing her to get used to him. He could never quite tell if he was hurting her or not. Her moans turned to groans and he took it as a cue to quicken his pace. Pushing himself faster into her he could feel himself getting closer he started to come and he brought his forehead to hers but when he opened his eyes she looked pained.

"Are you okay?" he started to slow down even as he could feel the first wave of fervor crash over him.

"Connor, no, stop, I'm going to puke," April pushed him off her as fast as she could as she darted to her bathroom.

Connor felt embarrassed but mostly shocked. He slid the condom off and stuffed it in the wrapper. He found his pants put them on and walked over to the bathroom. April was hunched over the sink rinsing her mouth out. She grabbed her robe and tied it. Her face would've been red if it wasn't so washed out. "

"Oh my god that was single-handedly the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me," April blurted out; she had her hand over her eyes.

"I have had women turn me down but no one has ever been so repulsed by me that I've managed to make them vomit while simultaneously being inside them," Connor smiled. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, you know those stories about not swimming after eating and we know they aren't true but the myth came from somewhere?" April said still covering her hand over her eyes.

"Yeah?" Connor said.

"I'm that myth," April said uncovering her eyes, "I have always gotten motion sickness, to an extent, it makes me feel dizzy but if I eat and then move too much, blah," April looked down.

"And of course add some burnt eggs for good measure, " Connor said with a laugh as he leaned forward and gave April a kiss on the forehead.