A/N Thanks for all of the reviews last chapter! They were fantastic, and I love everyone's input:

Shelby: Thanks a lot for all of the compliments. They're great encouragement.

Jules: The move was unexpected, but that's why I skipped two months ahead, just to give the relationship time to grow. It's just when you work with someone, you see them a lot more. I'm glad you like Noah.

Francine: Thanks. Noah's my first major OC on , and I'm happy that I'm getting good reactions all around for him.

Virgenie: I love reading your reviews. They're so long and give me great insight. Thank you so much.

Baby_Boy: Thanks for the idea. I'll take it under serious consideration. Thanks for reviewing.

Larissa: The four chapters and two months were long enough. I couldn't wait any longer for Cameron to jump Noah.

Ricarda: Thanks a lot for your review!

Jenny: Thanks for the idea and the encouragement.

Thanks for everyone's great comments and ideas. That's what's making me update so fast. Positive reinforcement is good.

Just as a side note: the last chapter took place two months after the one before it. I know it seems strange that they're already moving in together, but when you work together, you see each other more, so that was my reasoning. Sorry if it confused you.

Noah Field hated mornings. He hated having to get up, get clean, and get dressed at any hour before noon. However, ever since Allison Cameron had been sharing a bed with him, mornings seemed to be much better.

"Mmm," he grinned as her lips touched hers, waking him up, "I've told you I could get used to this, right?"

She was straddling him, something she'd done nearly every morning since the move, "You may have mentioned that," she kissed him again, just a bit more passionately.

"Good," he replied as she sat up, "What time are you on today?"

"Right after dinner at six," she answered, "What about you?" Their shifts changed depending on the week or day. Some days he'd be on at the same time, and other times he went on or off when she was doing the opposite.

"Noon," he groaned, realizing it was one of those 'other times'. He looked over to the wooden bedside table, upon which sat a digital clock. Noah despised this clock because it liked to wake him up, or it would show him a time which he didn't want to see. This fell into the latter category, "It's eight. Want some pancakes?"

"Sure," she climbed off of the bed, "but first, I'm taking a shower." Cameron walked into the adjoining bathroom.

"Is that an invitation?" he called, hurriedly following her.

"Why don't you come and find out?" she replied as he stepped into the room.

He was out first to make the pancakes. The couple usually got away with pancakes for breakfast at least three times a week. He cooked them while she cleaned any dishes that had been left in the sink. Then, they'd eat together on the small couch sitting in his living room.

"How are they looking today?" she sauntered into the kitchen. More than once, they had gotten…distracted while cooking and burned the pancakes.

"Fluffy and chocolaty," he replied, "Just how we like them." He flipped two over, removed another from the pan, and poured more pancake mix onto the frying pan.

Allison began to clean the dishes before asking, "Want to meet for dinner?" She poured some soap onto the sponge and scrubbed a plate used the night before, "I could come early, at the end of your shift, and we could grab a bite in the cafeteria."

He grinned, removing another set of pancakes, "Definitely." Noah finished off the last of the batter by licking it off of the spoon as his girlfriend scowled.

"That's unhealthy," she admonished, "It's got raw eggs in it."

"You've got to take risks sometimes," he retorted before putting the bowl, pan, and spoon into the sink. Three pancakes each sat on two plates. "Want to grab a couple of forks?"

"Those and the syrup," she bent to grab the syrup from the fridge as he stepped closer to get a better view. "Are you staring at my ass?"

Noah smirked, "Maybe."

"Don't deny it," she smirked back.

"You've got such a great one," he answered, "I'm just taking advantage of the view."

"Ah," she faked understanding before grabbing their necessary utensils and walking into their living room. He plopped down onto the couch, holding their plates. "How many times have I told not to do that?"

He shrugged, "They've never fallen."

She rolled her eyes, "That doesn't mean that they can't fall."

"They won't," he reassured her, passing her the plate of fluffy goodness as a peace offering. "I'm extremely careful."

"You nearly dropped me last night when you carried me into the bedroom," she shot back.

"That was because…" he ran out of excuses.

"Exactly," she stuck her tongue out at him.

"Real mature," he replied, sticking his out as well.

Their 'argument', if it could be called that, ended in laughter.

It'd been a long shift, but it was finally over. Noah was meeting Allison in the cafeteria in three minutes. He threw some paperwork into his bag before hurrying off to the other side of the building.

She sat at their usual table while waiting for him. He was two minutes late, but Cameron wasn't worried. In fact, she smiled as he ran into the cafeteria looking winded, "Did you run a marathon?"

"Didn't want to be late," he wanted around the table to kiss her before taking his seat. She had gotten him his favorite: a BLT. "Thanks."

"No problem," she took a bite of her own meal, a Caesar salad, "Long day?"

"Forty people paged me in six hours," he revealed, "all around the building too. One minute I'd be in the ER, the next in OB to check on a mother who recently gave birth." Noah calmed down and took a bite of his sandwich.

"I'm sorry," she replied sincerely, "I wish we had a psych attending specifically for the ER. It would make our lives and yours so much better."

He brightened, "Allison, you're a genius."

"Why?"

"A psych liaison to the ER?" he answered, "it's brilliant. Most of our consults are in the ER. If someone was always covering it, it would make everyone's lives much easier."

"I'll bring it up the next chance I get," she answered, then glanced at her watch, "See you later."

"Bye," he kissed her, "I'll wait up."

"Don't!" she called, walking off toward the ER.

"I've got to see Nick," he muttered.

A/N I'm sorry it's so short, but I wanted to get this bit up before I went to bed. The entire purpose of this chapter is to give you a look into their daily lives.

Thanks for your reviews and continue to review!

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