His hand was on the small of her back as he walked her to the door. His arm snaked around her waist pulling her to him as she unlocked the door, he nibbled on her ear lobe. His arms were still around her as they walked in the house, she put the alarm code in. Turning around she kissed him, wrapping her arms around him. He picked her up, holding her against jim, carrying her to the couch.

He sat down, pulling her on his lap. His lips never left hers, she knew she needed to slow things down. She started to pull away, his hand cupped the back of her neck, pulling her back to him. His hand slipped under her shirt, running up her left side. He felt the raised skin, she pulled away from him. Getting off his lap quickly, she walked across the room.

"Lizzie?" He walked over to her lifting her shirt looking at the scar that started at the front just under her lung and went to her back. It was still pink and fresh. "What the hell happened to you love,"

"I was attacked by a drug seeker. When I wouldn't give them what they wanted, I was attacked. Once I was ok, I didn't feel safe, so I came home."

"Did they catch the bastard?" She could hear the anger in his voice and see it in his eyes.

"It was a couple, the police shot and killed them both in front of me." She exhaled slowly.

"When did this happen? Tig never said anything!"

She closed her eyes, slowly opening them she looked at him. "Three months ago, and he doesn't know." He pulled her into his arms, holding her close .

"Christ! Why didn't you call him? He would have been there to take care of you."

"It's complicated..." She turned to look at him. "Please don't tell him, it would destroy him to know that I.."

"That you what?"

"Filip, I almost died, that night. Alex would lose his shit if he knew I was almost killed." She laid her head on his chest, seeing it was almost eleven, she let out a sigh. "It's late, I have to be at work early in the morning."

He cupped her face, kissing her. "I'll see you tomorrow."

XXX

She laid in bed, trying to fall to sleep. Thinking about the partial confession, about her scar and how she got it. She didn't tell him, she couldn't tell him the whole truth. She closed her eyes, trying to relax. Memories of the day of the attack, kept playing in her head.

Trying to push them aside, she fell into a troubled sleep. It was plagued by nightmares of that day, she woke up, thirty minutes before her alarm went off gasping for air. She reached for her phone, turning off the alarm, she dragged herself from the bed to the shower.

She was ready for work, she left in search of a cup of coffee. She pulled into the parking lot of a local diner, ordering a large cup of coffee to go. She was walking to her truck, drinking her coffee, when an arm snaked out and pulled her back. Feeling a sense of panic coming over her, she went into fight then flight mode.

She threw her elbow into the stomach, the grip loosened. She spun around, kicking the legs out from underneath the man. She took off running for her truck, she heard the person running behind her. She was at her truck, she was climbing in, when the hands grabbed her pulling her out.

She started fighting him. "Lizzie, stop!" She heard his familiar voice in her ear. She looked up, and melted into his embrace. "Christ love, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have grabbed you like that!"

"I'm sorry, I'm just always jumpy..." She looked up at him, still feeling shakey. "I've got to go!"

"You have nothing to be sorry for. I'm going to follow you to work." He kissed her gentlely. Feeling protective over her. She climbed into her truck, and headed to St. Thomas. Pulling into the parking lot, she found a place to parj, grabbed her purse and headed inside. Chibs walked her to the door, kissing her again he smiled at her.

"Have a good day. When does your shift end?"

"Five tonight."

"I'll meet you here. We'll go out for dinner, then I'll follow you home."

She smiled at him. "That sounds nice, see you then. Have a good day Filip." She kissed him before going inside.

XXX

Chibs had a hard time concentrating that day, his mind was on Lizzie. He was worried about her, he didn't mean to scare her this morning at the diner. He felt the need to protect her and keep her safe, he wanted to wrap his arms around her.

He was fighting the urge to ride over to St. Thomas and check on her. Maybe he'd take her a coffee, since he made her drop hers earlier, it would give him an excuse to go see her. He smiled thinking about her.

Gemma walked uo to him. "Thinking about a certain doctor?"

Chibs didn't want to give too much away, his relationship with Lizzie was his business. "Why do you ask?"

"Don't be so toucy, it was clear the way you kissed her last night you were laying claim to her."

He looked at her. "I'm worried about her."

"Why baby? Is something wrong with her?" Gemma's eyes were filled with concern.

Chibs didn't want to say anything more, he didn't know if Lizzie wanted Gemma to know about the attack or not. "It's nothing I can put my finger on."

XXX

Her first shift wasn't going too bad, or so she thought. She was drinking a cup of coffee, it wasn't the best but it would do. She forgot her lunch at home, she was going to have to hope the cafeteria was severing something half way decent.

She was leaning back in her chair, with her eyes closed when she felt someone standing in front of her. She slowly opened her eyes, finding Filip standing in front of her. She smiled at him, feeling excited that he stopped by.

"What are you doing here?"

"I brought you some coffee and a sandwich."

"Thank you." She stood up kissing him. "You have no idea how much I appreciate this!" She took a sip of the coffee, closing her eyes in bliss. She looked to see him smiling at her.

"Are we still on for dinner tonight?"

"Pick me up around six at the house, I'll need to go home and change."

"I'll follow you home, like we planned." She was going to argue with him, but she could see his mind was already made up.

"See you at five. Thanks for the coffee and the sandwich." She kissed him watching him leave. She was looking forward to the end of the day.

"Dr. Trager, you're needed in exam room 2. Psych patient!

She got up from her seat, walking into the exam room. The patient was restrained, Liz started her exam, the man was struggling against the restraints. She ordered for some antivan to be given, waiting for it to kick in to finish the exam.

He broke the restraints, knocking Lizzie against the wall. She slammed against it with such force it knocked the wind out of her.

"Get me half a gram of Haldol! STAT!" The nurse ran from the room, going to get the medication she had requested. The patient was still going ballistic, Liz was trapped in a corner. He came close to her, he picked her up by one hand, holding her up over his head. The nurse came into the room, she jabbed the syringe into the patients arm, dispensing the medication. He dropped Liz to the floor. They were able to, push him back on the gurney, and use the hard restraints.

Liz stepped out of the room, asking another doctor to take over. She laid her head down on the desk, her body hurt from the beating she just took. "You need to be checked over by a doctor, then we're sending you home. You took a good beating in there.'" Margret informed her.

She didn't argue, she just did as she was told. She wasn't seriously hurt, just bumps and bruises, she went home and took a hot bath to soak her sore body. She intended to call Chibs and let him know she was home, but she fell asleep.

XXX

She didn't know which was worse the pounding on the door, or her head. She stumbled to the front door pulling it open Chibs was standing there looking furious. "Shit!I meant to call you." She clutched her head, wincing in pain.

He picked her up, carrying her to the bedroom, gently laying her on the bed. "Tell me what happened? The nurse said you were injured at work and went home early."

She lay in his arms. "Guy went crazy in the ER, threw me around like a rag doll. Just bumps and bruises. Give me ten minutes to get ready..."

"You're staying right where you are and resting. I'm going to cook you dinner."

"Take out menus are in the drawer in the kitchen."

He let out a huff of disgust. "I'll have you know, I'm a very good cook. I'm running to the store, to buy a few things and I'll be back. You lay here and rest."

She got out of bed, heading to the kitchen for a bottle of water, and some pain reviler. She was glad she was off tomorrow, she could recover from her first day of work. She went back into the bedroom, crawling back into bed, she curled up into a ball, and fell back to sleep.

XXX

Chibs walked into her house carrying the bags of groceries he bought, her screams made him drop them on the floor and run to her bedroom, pulling his gun as he went. She was sitting up in the middle of her bed, gasping for air, bathed in sweat, he put the gun down on the dresser. He went to the bed, pulling her into his arms. He felt her body stiffen at his touch, before relaxing.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry, I must of been dreaming." He pulled away, looking at her.

"Nothing to be sorry about." She ran her hand through her hair, looking up at him, she brushed her lips against his. His arms pulled her to him, returning the kiss. He broke off the kiss, smiling at her. "Come on, let's go make dinner." He pulled her from the bed, taking her hand, he led her into the kitchen. He went to pick up the groceries he's dropped by the door.

She watched him pull them out of the bag. "So what are you coking Chef Filip? She had boosted herself up on the counter.

"It's a surprise."

"The take out menus are in the drawer by the fridge, there's antacid in the medicine cabinet.." His hands were on her tickling her, she started squirming and laughing. "Please, stop...please!" He pulled her off the counter into his arms.

"I told you I can cook. I"m a damn fine one at that." She was wrapped up in his arms, his lips brushed hers for a kiss. The both heard a motorcycle riding into the drive, she tried to walk away from him, put he pulled her back to him. Kissing her again, lifting her up against him. The peal of the doorbell, broke them apart.

"I need to answer that, it could be important." He released her from his hold, watching her go too the front door. She peaked out the window, she let out a laugh, before opening the door. "What's going on big brother?"

"Heard you got knocked around at the hospital today, wanted to make sure, you're doing fine."

"Bumps and bruises only." Tig glanced up to see Chibs in her kitchen, he smiled down at his little sister.

"He taking care of you?"

"Yes, he's doing a very good job." She hugged her brother, he leaned down kissing her on the check. She shut the door behind him, after he left. She walked back into the kitchen, Chibs pulled her into his arms and kissing her. "It smells good in here." He trailed kisses down her neck, stopping to nibble on her ear.

"I might feed you some dinner, you did doubt my capabilities." She let out a laugh, looking at him she pouted.

"Please, the last thing I ate was the sandwich you brought me."

"Christ, did that pouty lip and teary green eyes get you whatever you wanted when you were growing up?"

"I refuse to answer that, is it going to get me feed dinner?" She smiled at him, kissing him. She heard him laugh, he pulled her against him.

"Since you had a pretty rough day, I guess I'll feed you."

"Good!" She tried to reach over and peek inside the pan, he grabbed her hands, holding them behind her back.

"It's still a surprise darl'n"

XXX

"Oh my God! That was really good!" She used the napkin to wipe her mouth. "That was the best Chicken Alfredo I've ever had." She stood up, planning on clearing the table, she reached over to take his plate, he pulled her down on his lap. Running his hands in her hair, he kissed her, her hands cupped the side of his face.

He broke off the kiss. "Say you'll never doubt my capabilities again, lass!"

She let out a laugh, with her hands still cupping his face. "Filip Telford, I promise to never doubt your capabilities ever again!" She got up from his lap, clearing the table, cleaning the kitchen together, she looked at him and thought it was nice to have someone. She loaded the dishwasher, and started it, wiping off the counters, she went into the livingroom.

Sitting on the couch with him, she looked at him. "What is it?"

"Nothing.."

"Liz, I can see something is on your mind. Just tell me."

"Why are you here? You don't seem the type to do domestic type."

"I want to be here with you...do you want me to leave?"

"No...I want you here..."

"Then what is it?"

"Forget...it's not important."

"Damn it Lizzie, talk to me!" She winced at the anger in his voice.

"Filip..." She had tears in her eyes, he pulled her into his arms.

"Tell me what's wrong!" Closing her eyes she couldn't look at him. "Look at me!" She slowly opened her eyes looking at him, cupping her face. "Whatever is wrong...tell me!"

She shook her head. "I can't..." He got up from the couch, walking towards the door, she watched him walk out the door, not trying to stop him from leaving. She knew as soon as he found out about her childhood, he'd leave anyway.