Author: Krissy
Warnings: None. Slight spoilers to the end of season 8.
Characters: Elizabeth Corday, Robert Romano (one sided Robert/Lizzie)
Word Count: 294
Rating: G
"Hello, Lizzie."
Elizabeth Corday looked up, eyes straying from the gravestone in surprise, at the calm voice of Robert Romano. He stood several feet away from her, hands clasped behind his back, an unreadable expression etched across his stoic face. He looked dashing in his suit, and she only wished it was a better reason that she got to see him in it.
She sniffed, and rubbed a hand across her eyes. Her face was red and blotchy, tear stained, and unpresentable. But it didn't seem to bother him. Nothing rarely did, unless it was a prattish ER staff member not doing their job.
"What do you want?" she asked, tiredly.
"Just to see if you and Ella wanted a ride home," Robert said, offering a touch of a smile. It was hardly there, and Elizabeth almost missed it, but soon recognized it for what it was. His nervous smile.
She shook her head. "No thank you, Robert. Peter is going to drop me off when I'm done here."
Robert's lips curled at the mention of the former County surgeon. "Oh." he said. "Well, if you need anything..."
"I'll be alright, Robert," she assured him. "Peter's staying a couple days, to help me get resettled and help with Ella, before I leave."
"Oh, now is he," he sneered, "how convenient that is."
Elizabeth's eyebrows rose angrily, but she sighed, too tired to fight. "Please, I don't have time for this right now, Robert. I appreciate your concerns, but--"
"Yes, right, Lizzie," he interrupted. "I'll be going now. Send Benton my fondest regards," he spat.
Elizabeth sighed and turned back to Mark's grave, but if she'd been watching him just a second longer, she'd have caught the hurt longing in his normally cold eyes.