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A/N Okay, I got a little stumped writing this one, so this is my easy way out, READ THIS PLEASE!

For some reason, Allie and Bradin did not go through with finishing what they started at the end of Chapter7 and they had a conversation which I was a little baffled on how to write, deciding that it should never happen again that it was a mistake and they should just try to be friends. Okay, that's it, thank you for your attention; you can now ignore the rest of my crazed rambling and get on with the chapter.

Thank you guys for being so patient in waiting for these few chapters to come, I'm so sorry, I wrote them and ran out of energy to put them up, my summer job got a lot more in the way than I thought it would, and I fell sick last week, so between juggling everything at once, I really didn't have the time, but I'm posting them all at once now, the ones I've managed to write and also, of course as always, thank you 6Ellie6, HistoryNerd, angel-princss-18, JustTheGirl07, ShiaLover09, for your reviews. You guys rock, I'm so sorry I've left this hanging for so long, really, it's been wow, has it really been that many days since I last updated? Well then, I think I shall just let you get to it now shall we.?

Collide

Walking out of the elevator, Bradin saw Allie where he had hoped to find her, leaning on the counter, reading some charts with utter concentration. She yawned but still kept her eyes on the chart on the counter, he allowed himself a small smile. It was one of the many charts she'd need to read and know like the back of her hand, she was assigned to post ops by her iron-rod ruling resident and she'd need know what allergies the patients had if things should go wrong, what operations they have had, the do's, the don't's, the medications, the change of dressings, et cetera.

He glanced at the two coffee cups in his hands before glancing at her again.

The sun cascaded across the room and onto her sleeping form. Her hair undid from the do she had up the night before, make up washed off in the rain but she looked as beautiful as ever asleep under the thick covers. Bradin entered the room balancing two coffee mugs in his hands, between prom, running home in the rain and their after prom activities, he'd taken the liberty in waking early to get coffee.

The smell of caffeine wafted into her nostril and the sleeping girl awoke.

"Hmm.. I smell coffee.." Allie whispered as she awoke.

"And you would be right," he replied.

"Of course I'm right, I'm always right," she replied and he chuckled as he placed the two mugs on the side table, far from her reach on the other side of the bed.

"No.. Need coffee," she groaned.

"And I need you," he quipped before leaning over to kiss her, the kiss he'd wanted to give her all morning since he woke, running his hand through her hair, down to her neck and then her bare back under the covers, feeling the familiar rush of exhilaration whenever he was anywhere near her as the kiss intensified. His pulse raced, it happened whenever she was this close and he was amazed by her ability to make his heart race, to go crazy without even knowing she was doing it.

He kissed her hungrily, passionately, like he hadn't seen her in years, when in fact, mere minutes ago, she lay in his arms, sleeping, and she replied his eager kisses with the same intensity.

As Allie cupped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, they both fell back onto the soft bed with a flump.

Bradin walked toward her slowly and surely, stopping next to her, placing down the cup of coffee next to her, 'It was a friendly gesture,' Bradin convinced himself, 'It's what friends do for each other,' there was nothing wrong with buying coffee for a friend he was sure, nothing she would be able to find fault in, he thought as Allie eyes trailed away from the charts and eyed the paper cup filled with, without a doubt, strong black liquid bought from the Starbucks around the corner of the hospital and looked up at him.

"It's just coffee," he stated.

"Okay," she replied. It's been some days since their fleeting moment of craze in the on call room; the whole friend thing was getting on to be pretty okay.

"Okay," Bradin mimicked and walked away, walking into the chief of surgery who'd witnessed the transaction from not to far away.

"What was that?" the familiar aged man asked the sandy blonde man.

"What was what?" Bradin asked in return.

"That," Jace repeated, gesturing towards Allie with his hand.

"What that?"

"Don't 'What that?' me; I've seen it enough times to know what it is,"

"And what is it?"

"It's you and your 'coffee' and that look on your face," Jace stated.

"What's wrong with coffee and having a look? If all doctors walk around with a blank face we'd scare all the patients away," he said trying to add humor into the conversation as he noticed the grim expression Jace had plastered on his face.

"Bradin, not this one," he stated firmly.

"What are you talking about?"

"I know something happened between you 2 because you got her coffee, and I've seen that happen too many times to not know something happened between you two,"

"And what's that something?"

"And now, I know you're lying because you have a habit of answering a question with a question when you're lying, evading the point,"

"Do I?" Bradin asked again, before mentally hitting himself on the head, 'That's just great, a guy says you lie when you answer a question with a question and you answer his question with a question, good going!' he scolded himself silently.

"And your answering questions with questions tells me you're lying,"

"Ah.. Unless I know you know I have a habit of answering questions with questions and intentionally answer your questions with questions to make you think I'm lying," he quipped quickly, not wanting to think over the sentence, knowing that it wouldn't make any more sense in his head than when he said it out loud.

"And why would you want me to think you were lying?"

"You tell me,"

"Bradin, not this one. And not just because you're an attending and she's an intern," he warned sternly, "You wanna have one of your little flings, find a nurse,"

"It's not a fling," he said, defending himself, and his actions.

"As far as I'm concerned it is a fling, why? Because I say so. Why? Because Aaliyah is more than just another intern in this hospital, more than just someone I'm obligated to teach and keep out of trouble, that girl is like a daughter to me, and she needs someone who can be there for her, you can't do that, and we both know the why to that," Jace stated with a short and to the point delivery before walking away for the young attending to mull it over.

"It's like you're this giant jackass piñata begging for someone to beat the candy out of you," a voice called out to him from behind him, Allie's voice. She had files in one hand and the cup of coffee in the other.

"What?" he asked, swerving around, lost. Panic rose up within him, how much exactly had she heard? And what was that comment supposed to mean anyway?

"I talked to Ava this morning,"

"Okay.." he said, that was not what he expected, and then it hit him, "Wait, you're still in contact with her after all these years?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's just you that I cut off, but anyway, is there not something you're forgetting?"

"Wow this is fun, it's like password, keep going, I'll jump in when I've a clue on what you're talking about," he snapped, losing his patience.

"Nik's birthday, genius! You were supposed to plan her surprise 25th when she flies out here to visit you and the whole world back there is waiting on you and your plans, and you apparently do not check your cell's voice mail now do you?"

"Crap! What date is it today?" suddenly remembering.

"Now he remembers," Allie muttered.

"Damn it, what am I gonna do?"

"Not panic would be a good start,"

"I uh.. Oooh-kay, I uhm.. have to.. Damn it!" he stuttered, Nikki's birthday was in 2 days and she was flying out the next day. She was the only person whom he'd spoken to since he came out to New York, mostly because she was probably the only one who was least likely to yell at him, and it was true, he hadn't checked his voice mail, being busy was the excuse, but to wanting to was closer to the truth.

"Okay, why don't I help you, okay, uhm.. We'll talk about it over lunch later, if Barrish lets me go on lunch that is, and if you're not too busy saving lives and all," Allie offered. Being friends was her idea, the least she could do was make an effort, and besides, it was for Nikki, she convinced herself.

"Uhm.. Yea, great thanks," Bradin with a sigh of relief.

"Okay, lunch," she repeated.

"Did we just-?"

"Make plans to make plans? Oh yeah," Allie replied without having a need for Bradin to finish the sentence, "We're surgeons Bradin, we're boring boring trite people who plan and organize and have things under control, it's what we do," she stated before walking away with her file laden arm.

It was the end of her shift for the day and Allie was in the locker room, changing, with some chit chat with her fellow interns, apart from the coffee incident, and the very diplomatic like lunch with Bradin planning Nikki's surprise in a penthouse suite at The Plaza, the day went by without much incident, so she didn't talk so much as listened to the anecdotes her amusing interns had to say.

"So Allie, you got someone waiting for you at home?" Ned asked and Allie raised an eyebrow at him.

"You seem a little out of it, I'm worried, so I'm making conversation, it's what people do," he offered.

"No, it's what people do, spawns of devils just do evil stuff and cackle,"

"Oh hahaha," he cackled dryly, "Why do you hide everything? I mean, and I'm asking cause you do that, you hide everything, we've been here a couple of weeks and we don't know nuts about you,"

"Okay, what it is?" she asked as she slammed her locker door shut.

"What?" Paige asked innocently.

"The bet, what is it?" Allie demanded staring her fellow interns down.

"Well, it's just we never see you hanging back, you're here an hour early everyday, but you don't work a minute overtime, you don't talk about your private life or your sex life, you're like this big bowl of secrets," Cooper said closing his locker too, and Paige and Ned nodded in agreement, "So we've just been wondering, you know, you got a boyfriend, husband, a partner, you know, I mean since you're out of here on time every shift,"

"Mmm hmm.." Allie said slowly, nodding, "So no bet..?" she probed, crossing her arms, staring them put on innocent faces down, it wasn't long but then Cooper cracked, "70 on boyfriend, "

"100 for a friend with benefit," Ned smirked, pulling his shirt off, "Female," he added.

"Ooh.. Kinky," she commented, chuckling, "And you didn't get a slice of that action?" Allie asked the red head as Paige packed her locker too, ready to leave.

"I.. you know might have had, like.. 5 bucks, on a hidden love child," she stated dismissively.

"No, you started the bets with the hidden love child," Ned commented, half unclad looking away from his locker.

Before any of them could say anything however, their resident appeared on the doorway, "We need some hands at the OR, Duodectomy, Montgomery, Sawyer, the two of you scrub up, you're in," she said in a hurry but before she turned to leave, Allie called out to her.

"I can't!"

"What?!" was all Paige, Cooper and Ned could say.

"What?" her resident asked too as she turned around to face Allie at the doorway.

"I can't," she repeated.

"If she doesn't want it, I'm all for taking over," Ned offered quickly.

"No, Montgomery, you're in for a surgery that happens once every six months, maybe, and you turning it down?"

"I'm off right now,"

"Have your husband look after the spawn, Montgomery, you're in for this surgery," her resident proclaimed, and the interns all turned to look at Allie, looking even more shocked than when Allie turned down the chance to be in on the rare surgery when she replied only with silence. Barrish too looked shocked, it seemed that she just took a wild stab at a snappy comment, not knowing she'd hit right on mark.

"I'm a single mom," she finally stated, no point on trying to hide it, her inability to retort was enough for a submission of guilt.

"Where's the single dad?" Paige voiced, curious, the first to recover from the initial shock of this new piece of information.

"I have no idea," Allie replied, picking up her bag and walking out of the locker room.

"10 bucks for the perfect guess," Paige stated disbelievingly, as they all watched Allie leave the room.

A/N Haha, lucky for you, you don't have to wait, just click the button and read the next one, I've put up all the chaps I've written, so.. Enjoy..