Ummmm….I think I'm on chap 4. I know that some peeps don't like Kerry and
Dave together, but that's why they call it *FAN* Fiction. To tell the truth, I don't like Kerry and
Dave as a couple much either. But then
again, I don't know many of the female doctors on the show (hey, I'm a girl…I spend
all my time drooling over Luka and Dave!) Like the song says: Get Over It.
P.S. The title of this chapter really doesn't have anything to do with the storyline, except for the song I used in the middle.
Kerry absolutely could not believe
this. It had been so long before she had
had a man, or woman for that matter, that had cared for her. She looked up at Dave. "Well, I—" she began, taking a deep
breath. "Chief, you don't have to do
this, if you don't want to." He said,
trying not to rush her. "I will be
happy to go out with you. On one
condition." She said. "Name it!" He said, happy that he hadn't been turned down. "You have to learn to call me Kerry." She said. "AWWWW!!! That's so plain!" He whined. "Can I call you…" he said, rapidly thinking of a cute nickname to call
her. His face brightened and he looked
up. "Kerr-Bear?" He said brightly. Kerry smiled. He looked
just like a kid in a candy store. "Fine. Just, try to keep it from
the workplace, okay? I don't need
'Rocket-boy' Romano calling me Kerr-Bear." She said. "Yes, Chie-er,
Kerr-bear." He said, lifting a hand to
cup the side of her face. He gently
brought her forth and brushed his lips against hers, being nice, as not to seem
too forceful. She was tentative at
first, but she moved in a little further. They broke the kiss and looked deep into each other's eyes. "I love you, Kerr-Bear." He whispered.
The
next day, Dave's parents came to visit. Giuseppe Malucci was a very large man, even compared to Dave. He came to about 6 inches taller than his
sons, and a good foot and a half to his wife, Angelia. He had fairly lengthy salt-and-pepper hair,
and a big beard to match. That made him
look somewhat comical, rather than scary. Angelia was around 5'2 and had blonde hair down to her knees. Dave's eyes resembled hers, the same being
with his smile. "Excuse me, ma'am. I'm looking for Dr. Kerry Weaver." He said, trying not to tower over her. Kerry extended her hand. "That would be me. You must be Dave's parents." She said. They confirmed that. Angelia stepped forward, grasping hold of her husband's large hand. "Is my baby all right?" She asked worriedly. "I'm fine, mama. Don't worry about me." He
said, sneaking up from behind her. Angelia got on her tiptoes to hug her 'baby boy'. When that hug was finished, Dave got up on his
tiptoes to hug his dad. "I'm glad you
came. I love you, but I want you to
know that I am okay." He said, looking
back at Kerry. "I'm in really good
hands." He said, looking at her with a
loving gaze. Giuseppe looked at his
son, and spoke up. "I am very thankful
for that." He said to Kerry
acknowledging the comment, and then back to Dave. "But we have to go home and catch up on Dave's life, in
case…well, you know." He said, with
sadness. Kerry nodded and kissed Dave
softly on the cheek, not caring if the other Doctors and nurses were
watching. She watched as a red-faced,
yet ecstatic Dave left with his family.
For
the first time in a long time, Kerry realized that she was happy. Dave, new as her relationship with him was,
he made her feel good about herself. She felt a tap on her shoulder and whirled around to see Kim. The joy she felt dropped automatically as
Kim looked at her. "What was that? You're gay, Kerry. That means you aren't sexually interested in men. And you don't like Malucci." She said. "Kim, I'm not gay. I never
really was and probably never will be." Kerry explained. "Kerry, you
love me not that loser Malucci!" She said trying to convince Kerry. "Kim, even if I was gay, I wouldn't be in love with you, as you're too
controlling." Kerry said, getting
agitated, but wanting to avoid 'Bitchfest 2001'. Kim looked at her. "I'm
controlling? You're always a bitch to Me! And Malucci-" Kerry stepped in, furious. "Look, Kim, I may be a bitch, but at least I am not a whore that sleeps
with, no, excuse me, Fucks every woman that's willing!" She shouted, pissed at Kim for making those
accusations. "And another thing! I love
Malucci! He's a damn good doctor, and
he's sweet, kind, caring, and yes, I'll agree, a wise-ass. But that makes him the person I am in love
with. Good Night!" She yelled, leaving the entire ER stunned at
what just happened.
--30 minutes later--
Kerry reached her home and opened the
door. No one should be home except for
Carter, so she went in and sat down on her dark couch. She sat back into the soft leather of the
sofa and closed her eyes. It had been a
really long day, and she felt guilty about embarrassing Kim like that, but hey,
life's a bitch, eh? She jumped and
yelped when she felt a pair of strong arms massage her back. "Shhhh…It's just me, Kerr-bear. Nothing to worry about… nothing at
all." Dave said, massaging her tension
away. "Dave, how did you get in? I-I thought…" "Carter let me in and left to be with…umm… someone, but He
doesn't matter. Only you and I do right
now." He said, turning lights on to a very dim light. He handed her a glass of wine, and sat down close to her. They sipped their wine together, and Kerry
could tell that this was no cheap wine. They set their glasses down, and Dave opened his arms for Kerry to
snuggle into. "I thought you said we'd
be going out." Kerry said. "You wanna cuddle outside?" He asked. "Not tonight. I'd rather stay
here, forever." Kerry said, noticing
she was tired. Dave also noticed this
and reached over the couch and grabbed a blanket to cover them. She had fallen fast asleep already, but he
didn't care. A sleeping Kerry was as
good as anything else. He kissed her
raven hair and snuggled closer. "Good night, Kerry." He whispered, before dropping off into slumber himself.
--Many months later—
Dave has grown a little
weaker since we last saw him. He has
begun Chemo, but isn't losing his hair just yet. He and Kerry have been dating now for quite a while, and their
love is as strong now as it was when it began.
Dave is sitting at
Kerry's kitchen table, sharing breakfast with her. "Kerry-Berry! What's
wrong?" He asked, knowing that the
funny nickname would make her giggle. "Nothing, it's just…your chemo." She said. Dave's smile
fell. "It's nothing to worry
about. I'll be fine. I'm still the big, goofy, insane, albeit
sexy, pain in the ass I've always been!" He said, reaching across the table to pat her shoulder. "I love you, Kerry. I don't care what anyone else thinks about
us, not Romano, not Kim, not anybody. I
only care what we think, together." He
said, kissing her cheek. "Now,
c'mon! I gotta get to work. Then, I have to go to chemo, and then, I can
come home." He smiled, sexily. Kerry grinned and pushed him as she grabbed
her car keys. He helped her with her jacket
and following her out the door.
The car ride seemed
boring, so Dave reached for the radio. He found a station he liked. "…But she caught me on the counter (It wasn't me)..Saw me bangin' on the
sofa (It wasn't me)…I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me)…She even caught
me on camera (It wasn't me)…She saw the marks on my shoulder (It Wasn't
Me)… Heard the words I told her (It
Wasn't Me)…Heard the scream get louder (It Wasn't Me) She said our dealy was
over…Honey came in and and she caught me red-handed, Creeping with the Girl
next door, Picture this, We're both buck-naked, Bangin' on the bathroom
floor.." Dave reddened and quickly
switched the radio to a Black Sabbath song. "Oops. Sorry, Kerry." He said, clearly embarrassed. Kerry looked up, not really caring. Damn,
he's cute when he blushes. No wonder
the nurses gossip so. She thought. Dave just looked out the window, embarrassed. I hope I don't have any Shaggy CD's… I don't need Kerry
thinking i'm a total perv… he
thought. The pair arrived at the
hospital. Dave was only allowed to work
on kids and the less injured patients, for fear he pass out anymore. I hate
this. How is it that Mark, Luka, and
Carter can still work the gruesomes, yet I'm stuck with hemorrhoids and snotty
little brats? Dave though to himself, gently stitching up
a little girl's leg. "Well, Janet, 9
stitches and you aren't even crying! Not bad for a 9-year-old!" He
said, comforting the little blonde. "Thank you, Doctor Ma-Mal-Ma…" She began, trying to pronounce his name. "Doctor Dave is fine, Janet." He said. "Thanks, Dr. Dave!" She said, beckoning him down for a hug. He gently scooped the girl up and hugged
her. "You're welcome, Janet. Now, take good care of your leg, and be more
careful on the swings, next time, you hear?" He asked. The little girl nodded
as Dave handed her to her mother.
Kerry
watched Dave handle the little girl. Oh, He's
going to make a good father someday. She said
to herself. Kerry realized what she had
said. If he's going to be a good dad, I'm
going to be the mom! Kerry's face broke into a
large smile, and she lost herself to a dream. She was so far gone, she didn't even notice Dave come up to her. "Hey, hun. Whatcha thinkin' 'bout ?" he asked. "Oh, Nothing really. Just
dreaming, that's all." She said,
turning to attend to a trauma. Dave
looked after her. "Tonight's the
night." He said aloud. "I will show Kerry I am really serious about
this." He said, heading to his
Chemotherapy appointment, first getting a small package out of his locker.