A/N: Okay, a fresh chapter! (Oh so soon too!) I woke up this morning and wrote it (not doing my homework!) so I could post tonight. I hope everyone likes it, I know I do. Lots of good Augnie fluff in this chapter, enjoy responsibly.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters but I sure do own the kisses they have below…..

She hated him in this moment. Staring at herself in the mirror holding two dresses in front of herself she hated him. He wouldn't tell her where they were going and what's more she was fussing over a dress Auggie would never even see… maybe he would feel it. Sighing she struck the thought from her mind, ever since she started dating again she was behaving like a hormone crazy teenager, random scenarios that ended with her lips on Auggie's again kept flashing across her mind. It was getting ridiculous.

One of the dresses was more casual and a very pretty midnight blue; she tossed the other, fancier, dress on the bed and slipped on the blue one. Pulling on some matching heels she nodded to herself in the mirror and put a necklace around her throat, she decided that she would have looked gorgeous if not for the dark browning bruises on her neck.

Her phone rang and snapped her out of it, "Hello?"

"Hey Hun," Danielle said, "Do you, my dear chaste sister, have a date tonight?"

"Shut up, Danni," Annie chastised.

"With Auggie?" she said.

"Yes, with Auggie," Annie leaned the phone on her shoulder and started to apply a little more lipstick.

She heard a tiny squeak of approval from Danielle, "Have you slept with him yet?"

"Danni!" Annie sighed, "No,"

"I just thought you might have, since you two were so cozy at the hospital," she said.

"He's my friend," Annie rationalized, "he's my coworker… he's…"

"Gonna be your boyfriend?" Danielle supplied.

"Danni, I beg of you just this once, shut up."

"Oh my God," she breathed, "You love him!"

"I don't,"

"You do!"

"Danni, I'm just asking you to stay out of this one. I love him, as a friend, but I'm not in love with him, so please, just let this play out, okay?"

"Is there really a difference between being in love and loving someone?" Danni asked.

"Not to you," Annie laughed and heard the doorbell ring, "He's here I've got to go,"

Annie heard Danielle's footsteps, "Annie, he brought you flowers,"

"Goodbye, Danni," she hung up the phone and straightened herself out in the mirror and went to let Auggie in.

She opened the door, "Hi," she smiled.

"Hey Annie," she took his arm and led him up the stairs, "you look great."

Annie raised an eyebrow, "Um…"

"I can hear you smirking, and I know you always do, I just assumed tonight would be the same," Auggie held out the flowers to her.

She took them and quickly smelled them, "They're beautiful," she said, and they really were.

"For future reference," Auggie said, listening to her as she put them in water, "what's your favorite flower?"

"Don't laugh," she leaned out around the corner, "but daisies."

Auggie nodded, "Got it, and committed to memory," he said.

"So where are we going?" Annie asked as she wiped her hands on a hand towel and stepped out to take his arm.

"A little place that just opened up called Christopher's," they started down the steps, "I haven't been yet, but I've heard really good things,"

"Okay,"

They talked briefly on their way there about Auggie's day at work and when they pulled up to the restaurant Annie smiled, "I know you can't see it, but it's perfect. Thank you,"

"Come on," Auggie smiled and pulled her inside, it was warmer and with a warm golden romantic glow about it.

"Reservation under Anderson," Auggie said to the hostess.

"Sure," she said, "right here, this way," they passed by the bar and headed farther back where the more intimate tables were.

Annie led him to his seat and took the side of the booth across from him, "You know what I was just thinking?"

"What?"

"Have you ever worn a tie?" Annie laughed.

"Should I be?" he looked up in her direction.

"No," she smiled, "but have you ever?"

"Throat constriction is really not my thing," as soon as the words left his mouth he caught himself, "Annie I'm sorry,"

"It's okay," she went to run a hand through her hair but remembered it was clipped up.

"It's really not," Auggie shifted around the rounded booth to sit closer to her and took her hand, "how are you?"

"I'm getting better," she said honestly, and then laughed, "I don't think I'll be wearing a bikini any time soon, but y'know,"

He smiled at her and brushed his fingers over her upper arm, changing the subject he said, "I think Joan wants you back to work,"

"Really?"

"Yeah, you're the best new op we have and, don't let this go to your head," he added, "but Joan isn't loving the way the missions are being handled by the others. "

"Oh," Annie looked down at the menu for a moment then back up to Auggie, "What should we order?"

"Annie, I just told you that Joan favors you and you're talking about food? What's wrong?" Auggie raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing, but you said not to let it go to my head, I'm trying to bury my ego-boosting excitement," she laughed and he took her hand again.

"What's on the menu then?"

After ordering and as they were into their second drinks and dinner Annie said, "So, Auggie,"

"So Annie?" he staked a piece of chicken and ate it.

"Is this how you woo all the girls?" she laughed and nudged him with her shoulder. The close proximity made her shiver.

He smiled, "No,"

The simple answer caught her off guard and she cleared her throat, "Really?"

"Really," he touched her fingers lightly and went back to eating, "you're much different than all the girls."

She smiled, "Better be,"

"Would you like another drink?" their waitress interrupted and Annie turned her head away from Auggie, "No, thanks, I'm fine."

Auggie murmured, "Same, thanks,"

"Okay, just lemme know if you need anything," she headed off and Annie sighed.

"What?"

"I hate being stuck on club sodas and water,"

Auggie smiled, "Aren't you the little complainer."

"The pain-killers that I'm taking are the size of a horse tranquilizer, I'm surprised I'm even coherent on this date," she groaned.

"You feel alright?" he asked finishing his dinner.

"I feel great, which is the weird thing," she laughed and went silent, "Auggie, how long do you think I'll have to see this shrink?"

"As long as it takes I'd imagine," Auggie murmured.

"I've never been good at talking about my feelings," she finished her dinner as well and watched as the hostess dropped the check off.

"You talk to me," Auggie noted.

"You're different,"

"Why?" he said and she looked up.

"Because," Annie felt the heat between the two of them as she involuntarily leaned forwards, "Because you are,"

"That's not a reason," The corners of his mouth turned up and he leaned forward as well.

"Isn't it?" she put a hand on his arm.

"I don't think so," his breath was hot on hers.

"Auggie, I," their lips connected and her fingers tightened on his arm, his hand snaked up into her hair and pulled her closer.

She noticed for a moment, as they were kissing, the gentleness of his hands and the tenderness of his smiling lips as they were kissing. When they broke apart she noticed she was also grinning, she pecked his lips again and leaned away taking a long drink of water and noting that her breathing was audible.

"That was," he started.

"I know," she finished.

"I think I want to kiss you again," he smiled.

She glanced around the restaurant at the eyes that were on them, "Later, apparently we just gave the bar a show,"

She took his hand and he placed down some bills, as they were headed out of the place, past the long bar the patrons began to clap. She smiled and bit her lip, trying to keep Auggie moving, finally someone shouted, "Kiss her!"

Auggie stopped and pulled Annie into his hold, lacing his hand into her hair again he murmured, "Let's give them a real show,"

"Auggie," she was about to protest but he cut her off with his lips again and pulled her closer, tighter, she was grinning against his mouth were eyes pressed shut and hearing all of the claps and hoots of the bar. Auggie dipped her a little, and finally broke away.

She flushed a deep red and pulled him out of the bar, trying to ignore the cat calls of the restaurant behind them. "Auggie,"

"Yeah?" he caught her in his arms again and they stood in the wet street.

"It's raining,"

"I know," he brushed her wet hair back from her face and passed the back of his fingers over her cheeks, "and you're blushing."

"I know," she exhaled a slightly staggered breath; she pulled at his jacket collar, "let's get out of here."

"Let's walk," he suggested.

She opened her mouth to protest again but shook her head, "okay,"

They walked down the street hand in hand laughing about their night and swapping stories of their youth, Auggie placed his jacket around her shaking shoulders and she kept her arm in his as his Seeing Eye dog.

They stopped in front of her door, "Do you want to come up?" she offered.

"Better not, tonight," he smiled, "but I'll see you tomorrow."

She nodded, "Yeah, you will."

He kissed her cheek, and then her lips, "Goodnight, Annie Walker,"

Her stomach was doing flip-flops but she managed a, "Goodnight, Auggie,"

He got into his car and she watched his smile widen when he thought she couldn't see him, she shook her head and leaned against the door, she didn't even care that she had ruined her dress.

A/N: Okay! So there we are… chapter seven completed! I liked it, I hope you did, don't forget to hit up that review button.

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