Bree's P.O.V

Bree had just walked into Seth's dressing room and she could already feel herself losing control. The smell of him immediately filled her senses and jumbled her thoughts. It was a sweet, pure kind of smell mixed with aftershave. It was so sexy. She knew she was slipping from reality once he smiled at her. He was so absolutely perfect.

He started talking but it took her a couple seconds to actually comprehend what he said. He was talking to me? And…looking at me? "Are you new here?" She ran through a couple lines in her mind and then delivered. "Well, um, kind of. I just moved here a couple months ago and I'm just an intern here until the end of the summer. So I guess I'm kind of new, but not new…new." Smooth.

She suddenly felt the urge to tell him everything. Her love of everything he does. How she watches his show every night. How she has been following his career since it first started. How she's had the biggest and most enthusiastic crush on him for the last 10 years. How she loved that he listened to Frank Sinatra and sang at karaoke bars and drank a little too much. How she loved his out pouring support for gay rights and how he was so passionate about his work. She wanted to tell him that she got butterflies whenever she saw him on t.v and how she found him to be the funniest person in the world. That she never ever got bored with him…and that she thought he was the most perfect human being in all of history. From his face to his voice to his personality she would do anything for him.

And then he touched her. Well not so much touched but grabbed her wrist. That's when the room started spinning. Her heart felt like it was going to burst out of her chest and she was going to die right in front of the man who inspired her to chase her dreams. He took a step closer to her. He was quite a bit taller and she had a hard time thinking straight. He smelled so good and she could see the small little hairs on his chest. And that's when she fainted.

She knew she was going to have a lot of explaining to do. She could see Seth laughing at her behind her eyelids. She could see him brushing her off him and running out the door. Her brilliant plan to make him fall in love with her had brutally failed and she just wanted to die. It was just her and her mind playing out different scenarios for a while before she finally began to come out of her mini coma. She clenched her eyes shut, afraid of what she would see.

She still smelled Seth…and that scared her. She knew he was going to think she was some weird crazy fan. But then she felt something cold on her forehead. A hand? A wash cloth? She didn't know. And then she felt something squeeze her right hand. She froze in place. "Sweetheart, can you hear me?" A deep voice asked in a soft tone. Then she realized it was Seth. He had stayed with her. Was he stupid? Was he actually being nice? Or did he just feel bad for my pathetic attempt to talk to him?

She took one deep breath and looked at him out of the corner of her eye. She saw him breath a sigh of relief. "I never went to medical school, so I didn't know if I should go get help or something." She looked at him closely. His eyebrows were pulled together and his forehead was crumpled up with worry lines. For being 38 he sure looked a lot like a little boy.

"How long was I out?" I asked as I slowly sat up. He helped me steady myself and thought to himself. "About 10 minutes. The show hasn't started yet so we're not missing anything. What happened to you?" My breath hitched in my throat as he sat next to me still holding my hand. "Honestly? I have no clue."

"Oh c'mon. What was going through your mind before you fainted?" His eyes were curious.

"Well umm." I swallowed. "You…er…touching me? And just you…" As I said this he let go of my hand and looked down. This was it. This was when he was going to laugh at me and call me stupid and pathetic. "Sorry…I just, forget sometimes who I am and the effect I can have on people." He looked back at me. "What's your name?" I started playing with my bracelet. "Bree…Bree Avery." I closed my eyes, waiting for his response. I looked up to see him smiling at me. "Well that's a very beautiful name. I'm Seth…Seth MacFarlane." He said with a wink and put his hand out for me to shake it. As I did I saw something in his eyes. Sadness? Stress?

"Random question but…are you okay?" she asked him. A look of surprise crossed his face for a moment before he recovered his composure. "Yeah of course, why did you ask that?" Was his face showing how stressed he was? He looked her in the eyes. "Sorry, I just couldn't help but notice..um…I have a degree in psychiatric care so I notice weird stuff sometimes. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." She said and folded her hands in her lap.

He laughed, "So the therapist freaks out when she sees a celebrity. Doesn't seem like a very good one does it?" She gave a small giggle, "I suppose not but I did notice sadness in your eyes and you keep running your hand through your hair which is a sign of stress." She reached over and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. "So what's wrong Mr. MacFarlane?" she said with a smirk. He laughed and looked over at her and saw genuine curiosity on her face. "Just…work stuff. And personal stuff with my friends." What was he doing? He barely knew this girl and he was already starting to tell her things he only told his closest friends. She reached over and held his hand. "Everything will all work out, it always does." A smile lit up Bree's face and he couldn't get enough of it.

That's when he started looking at her lips. They were perfect and he wanted to feel them so he leaned forward. He heard her breathing stop and he closed his eyes. He was just about to touch this strange girls lips and he couldn't stop himself. Bree wrapped her arms around his neck and he put his hands on her waist. He pressed his lips gently against hers and groaned. They were so soft and he craved more. She slowly moved her hands so that they were unbuttoning his shirt. He started to kiss her neck and she softly moaned. Nothing could interrupt them now but- "Mr. Macfarlane, you're on in 5 minutes." A man on the other side of the door said. They immediately broke apart. Bree looked down at her lap, "I..uh..I gotta go." Seth couldn't do anything but watch her run out of the room.

"You really have to get ahold of yourself now MacFarlane." He said before heading backstage.