Chapter 7

"Hey, so i brought you some things to pass the time," said Sabrina carrying in a bag of items and putting them on the chair. "I just wondered how this place can be worth millions of dollars and lack . . .

"Sabrina stop, talk to me," said Jason. Something was not right.

"I am talking to you. I thought that was obvious," she snapped looking through the bag she brought as if she had lost something.

"You're talking a mile a minute and you haven't looked at me since you walked in to the room. I mean god I'm surprised you stopped to breathe."

She knew he was right, but she didn't know how to handle the situation. She'd prefer to pretend like it didn't happen at all. She'd like to fall in love with someone again one day. But she'd have to stop loving Patrick first. And what about her baby. Is it fair to move on when that innocent soul lays in the still wet grown forgotten by everyone but her and Patrick. But that doesn't matter because what she has with Jason effects neither of those things. "I'm the only one you know here I get it. That must be awfully lonely sometimes. But that doesn't mean you get to use me to pass the time."

"No, wait that's not what that was."

"Then what was it, gratitude. I'm your nurse I want to see you get better I care. It's my job, but more than that its the right thing to do. If you let me I can also be your friend?" She held out her hand for him to shake.

"Oh, were going to shake on it now. Were you like a girl scout when you were little?" he asked amused shaking her hand anyway.

Laughing she replied, "nothing like that."

"So what did you bring me?" He asked because he did want to be friends and he realized up until now he hadn't been a good one. He didn't know anything about her. Not where she's from or where she wanted to be.

"So your million dollar room doesn't have basic cable or even an antenna. I wasn't going to argue for one either. Since I'm running out of magazines, I brought DVDs. I thought we could watch some of my favorites. I could bring some of your's if you have a favorite?"

He thought about it and couldn't remember if he had a favorite or not. I guess he can add that to the list of things he doesn't know. Like whether he has a family that misses him or friends. "Ummm I don't think so not sure."

"No worries then, will find a new one."

"What about physical therapy today?"

"That can wait until tomorrow. Besides you deserve a break," she said snuggling beside him on the bed. "I told the cafeteria lady I had to work on my birthday and she offered to make a cake. I said no don't go to the trouble, but I really like popcorn."

"Hahaha slick move Bri," said Jason

"Bri," she repeated with an eyebrow raised.

"Yeah, problem with that," he said teasing.

"No it's cute. I'm going to go down a little later and pick up some popcorn for us. In the meantime how about we watch My Best Friend's Wedding first, the one with Julia Roberts," she said pressing play on the dvd remote.

"Well, I know I can't move, but should I really be punished by watching chick flicks."

"It's not that bad," she said laughing and hitting him with his pillow. "This happens to be a very good movie."

"I'll take your word for it," he said not really interested in the movie. But only because he was more interested in the women sitting next to him.

"Bri, I don't have a past. It's okay because like you said I have a future to look forward to. But I'd like to hear about yours. Tell me about yourself? Your parents, your life growing up, whatever you feel comfortable telling me. "

Sabrina stared at the tv for several minutes not saying a word. She didn't know why, but she poured her heart out to him.

She didn't have to say anything at all. He would have been just as content to watch the movie with her. Seemingly leaving out no detail she talked about her adopted parents, Juan and Carlos. Moving to Port Charles to become a nurse and meeting her best friend Felix. He noticed that talking about her adoptive parents was a little of a sore spot for her. Her mom dying the way she did and dad shipping her off shortly after. Although, she claimed to understand his reasoning a part of her must have felt unwanted. How anyone could not want a beautiful person like Bri seemed crazy.

They had talked through most of the first movie. laughing here and their at a joke they might have heard but giving each other their undivided attention. That is until her favorite part came on. Suddenly the remote was a mic and she was singing along. It was the happiest he'd ever seen her with a genuine smile that lighted up the room. Not to mention it was hilarious when she jumped out of the bed and started dancing and twirling around performing the song for him.

"The moment I wake up. Before I put on my makeup. I say a little prayer for you. . ."

Only because he said he'd never heard it before. Fun and Creighton-Clark hospital shouldn't be in the same sentence but today he had fun. At some point he even asked her if she was seeing someone back home. She said no but she hesitated. Giving him the impression that their was more to this story, but he wasn't going to pry. By now they'd put on their third movie. But it was watching them as Bri was the first to fall asleep. He should have woken her but with early days and long hours she could probably use the extra sleep. If he allowed himself to admit it, it felt good having her sleep beside him.