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Chapter 4: Surprise, surprise

"You gave her your number!" Mac exclaimed with excitement dancing in her eyes. "I can't believe it Thirteen, that's so unbelievably awesome!"

Thirteen sighed in contrast to her friend's excitement as her eyes began to wander around the small coffee shop they often frequented on their breaks. She had barely been able to get her mind off of the beautiful doctor since their short encounter yesterday night. Yet, she was feeling very unsettled about the whole situation. She turned her head back to face Mac, who had a confused look on her face.

"Remy, what's up?" she asked quietly.

"Nothing," Thirteen replied simply.

"Come on Hadley, I know you. Something is up! You just gave your number to a gorgeous doctor who is definitely going to call you; you should be jumping for joy right now!"

"She's just another girl, Mac," Thirteen answered passively.

"Just another girl! Yeah right, the Remy I know does not give her number to just any girl."

Remy just shrugged in response and went back to absently gazing around the small shop. Mac sighed in frustration at her friend's fake indifference. Remy had always been promiscuous, but in all the time Mac had known her, she had never willingly given her number to any girl. Usually, Remy would stumble into some bar, and drunkenly walk out with some hot girl for a night of anonymous sex. But this was different, and Mac knew it.

She also, of course, knew why her best friend was acting so apprehensive. Thirteen would never let anyone get close to her, and it wasn't just because she was a womanizer. Mac would never forget the night, a little over six months ago when Remy had shown up on her doorstep at three in the morning, drunk off her ass and crying her eyes out. Mac's stomach clenched as she remembered how Remy had told her that her worst fears had come to life: she had Huntington's. Ten, fifteen, maybe twenty years if she was extremely lucky, but it was likely that her best friend would never see her 40th birthday.

Mac reached across the table and placed her hand on top of Hadley's, causing the other woman to questioningly quirk an eyebrow. A small smile tugged the corner of Mac's lips as she thought about the effect that this 'Cameron' woman was already having on her best friend. If she could do this much in a day, Mac knew she had to push this for her.

"What?" Thirteen asked in reference to Mac's smile, effectively breaking the silence.

"Nothing, I just... look Remy, I just think that you actually like this woman, and that scares you."

Thirteen looked thoughtful but did not respond.

"Just promise you'll go out with her, just once, for me?" Mac pleaded.

Hadley still didn't respond, seeming to hope that evading the question would eventually make Mac drop it.

"Come on Remy, one little date isn't going to hurt you."

"Okay," Hadley responded, finally giving in, "but I'm not promising anything!" she added jokingly.

"That's all I ask," Mac replied with a smile.

Cameron paced back and forth across the floor in her living room, periodically reaching for the phone but always stopping at the very last minute. A petite woman with dark red hair sat on the floor sipping a drink and observing the doctor`s antics.

``You know, if you don`t stop pacing, you might walk yourself right through the floor," the red-head quipped, earning an annoyed stare from Cameron.

``Why are you so nervous anyway? She gave you her number; she's expecting you to call!"

"Obviously, I know that Meghan," Cameron countered, turning to face her friend, "it's just, I mean you didn't see this woman... she's waaaaaay out of my league."

"Oh honey," Meghan started, pushing herself into a standing position and walking over to face her friend. "There isn't a woman on this planet that is out of your league, and don't you forget it," she finished, punctuating the last few words with taps on Cameron's nose.

"Thanks Meg," Cameron replied sheepishly, turning around the pick up her telephone and Hadley's card. "But, I mean you should have SEEN this woman," she gushed, as she flopped back into her chair and quickly laid her phone back down.

"Okay, Cameron, sweetie, you know I love you," Meghan started, "but if you don't pick up that phone and call her soon I'm going to do it myself, and I'm thinking that may be alot more embarrassing."

"Okay, okay!" Cameron laughed, shoving her friend playfully, "I'll do it," she finished, giving in. She pushed herself back into a standing position and quickly dialled the phone before she had a chance to chicken out again. She placed the phone to her ear and glanced over at Meghan who was clapping frantically and silently giggling like a school girl. Cameron giggled back before shushing her friend as she heard the line pick up.

"Hey this is Hadley,"

"Machine," Cameron mouthed to her friend who anxiously nodded.

"Hi Remy, this is Allison Cameron," she started when the machine beeped, "you know, from the hospital from the other day. Just calling to see if you wanted to grab a drink sometime, or not, you know, that's cool too," she squeaked out, causing her to slap herself in the head and earn a disapproving glare from Meghan. "So anyway, my number is 555-0376, so, give me a call sometime," she finished hanging up.

"Oh my god," she breathed, collapsing next to Meghan, who was currently in a laughing fit.

"Could you be any more of a nerd," Meghan teased.