REFLECTIONS
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 25 years
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 13
"Your mother got an emergency called after dinner the next night, so I spent hours in her office waiting to take her home. The next morning I called her."
Samantha rolled over to grab the phone, "Mmm hello."
"Good Morning Angel." Frank said.
"Frank do you know what time it is?" She asked.
"Oh shit, did I wake you up?"
"Yes, remember I was out late last night?"
"Well, now that I woke you up how about going to breakfast with me?"
"No, the deal was one date."
Frank closed his eyes and tried to not show he was disappointed, "This is not part of the deal."
"I don't date."
"Practice makes perfect."
"Frank, I'm really not interested."
"Until the next time you need an escort?" Frank said sarcastically.
"Don't worry, there wont' be a next time for you to be an escort or a date."
"So this is it?"
"Yeah, pretty much. I have been upfront with you from the beginning. This shouldn't come as a surprise to you. Take care." She hung up the phone as the tears silently ran down her cheeks.
Frank knew she was hiding something which he didn't know what, so against his better judgment he went his office and turned on the computer. Within minutes, he had information on her, nothing but an ordinary citizen. His gut said there was more to Dr. Samantha Walkman and he was going to find out.
"Your father became very annoying in the next week, called, sent gifts, emailed me the only thing he didn't do was show up at the hospital until the following Friday."
"I'm really surprised he waited that long, he's impatient." Raquel said.
Samantha said, "Yeah, I guess my non response ate at him all week, until he couldn't stand it anymore."
Samantha had just finished up a meeting with Malcolm and the chief of staff. She was off to Denver on Monday to speak on behalf of Malcolm and the hospital. She would be there for two weeks. She hated when they put her on the spot, but since she was Assistant Chief of Surgery she had no choice.
She opened the door to her office and saw him sitting behind her desk. "What the hell are you doing here?" She asked Frank.
"Checking to see if you were still alive, since you haven't acknowledged my phone calls, emails, and gifts."
"That should have been your clue that I don't want to see you."
"No, you're running from something and I haven't figure what it is yet."
"And you woo.." She stopped in mid sentence when she realized what she started to say.
"Ah, so you admit you're running?"
"No, I didn't say that." Her voice cracked.
"No, you came damn close. Anyway I here to pick you up for dinner and I'm not taking no for an answer."
"Yes you are because I just found out I have to fly to Denver Sunday night in place of Dr. Henson. I have to speak on his behalf at the seminar and I have to get prepared."
"You still have to eat dinner."
"Yes but not with you. Thank you for the offer but I'll have to decline."
"Not an option, I slaved in my kitchen have the day so the least you can do is indulge me. Besides we never officially finished our date from last Saturday."
She looked at him, he was so handsome it took her breath away, but if she got too close to him and he found out he would not be so persistence. In fact, he would drop her like a hot potato and she would not be able to handle the rejection.
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 25 years
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 13
"Your mother got an emergency called after dinner the next night, so I spent hours in her office waiting to take her home. The next morning I called her."
Samantha rolled over to grab the phone, "Mmm hello."
"Good Morning Angel." Frank said.
"Frank do you know what time it is?" She asked.
"Oh shit, did I wake you up?"
"Yes, remember I was out late last night?"
"Well, now that I woke you up how about going to breakfast with me?"
"No, the deal was one date."
Frank closed his eyes and tried to not show he was disappointed, "This is not part of the deal."
"I don't date."
"Practice makes perfect."
"Frank, I'm really not interested."
"Until the next time you need an escort?" Frank said sarcastically.
"Don't worry, there wont' be a next time for you to be an escort or a date."
"So this is it?"
"Yeah, pretty much. I have been upfront with you from the beginning. This shouldn't come as a surprise to you. Take care." She hung up the phone as the tears silently ran down her cheeks.
Frank knew she was hiding something which he didn't know what, so against his better judgment he went his office and turned on the computer. Within minutes, he had information on her, nothing but an ordinary citizen. His gut said there was more to Dr. Samantha Walkman and he was going to find out.
"Your father became very annoying in the next week, called, sent gifts, emailed me the only thing he didn't do was show up at the hospital until the following Friday."
"I'm really surprised he waited that long, he's impatient." Raquel said.
Samantha said, "Yeah, I guess my non response ate at him all week, until he couldn't stand it anymore."
Samantha had just finished up a meeting with Malcolm and the chief of staff. She was off to Denver on Monday to speak on behalf of Malcolm and the hospital. She would be there for two weeks. She hated when they put her on the spot, but since she was Assistant Chief of Surgery she had no choice.
She opened the door to her office and saw him sitting behind her desk. "What the hell are you doing here?" She asked Frank.
"Checking to see if you were still alive, since you haven't acknowledged my phone calls, emails, and gifts."
"That should have been your clue that I don't want to see you."
"No, you're running from something and I haven't figure what it is yet."
"And you woo.." She stopped in mid sentence when she realized what she started to say.
"Ah, so you admit you're running?"
"No, I didn't say that." Her voice cracked.
"No, you came damn close. Anyway I here to pick you up for dinner and I'm not taking no for an answer."
"Yes you are because I just found out I have to fly to Denver Sunday night in place of Dr. Henson. I have to speak on his behalf at the seminar and I have to get prepared."
"You still have to eat dinner."
"Yes but not with you. Thank you for the offer but I'll have to decline."
"Not an option, I slaved in my kitchen have the day so the least you can do is indulge me. Besides we never officially finished our date from last Saturday."
She looked at him, he was so handsome it took her breath away, but if she got too close to him and he found out he would not be so persistence. In fact, he would drop her like a hot potato and she would not be able to handle the rejection.