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characters. Pity!
This is my first fan fiction so please be kind with the reviews and any constructive criticism would be welcome.
This is from half way through series 9, and has some spoilers about what happens to Robert Romano at the beginning, but the rest is my wild imagination. What happens between two people with so much sexual chemistry if they were put together for two weeks?
Chapter 2
Robert grabbed a couple of cups and sat down beside his niece. "What are you really doing here?" He asked as she poured some of the thick hot chocolate into the cups.
"Very mistrusting aren't you?" She laughed.
"You learn to be working here. They would stab you in the back here for your job, or chop your arm off, whatever suits."
"Rob!" she said hitting his right arm. "How is your arm anyways?"
"Not so bad today. I'm still not able to use it properly though." He said sadly.
"Did you really expect to Rob?" Robert looked at her with this expression that said 'Well yeah!' "Come on. I'm sorry to tell you this, but you had your arm chopped off. You are luc..."
"Don't give me the 'you're-lucky-you-have-what-you-do' speech. I'm sick of people saying that to me. I'm sure they would feel different if it had happened to them." He took a big gulp of hot chocolate.
"They care Rob," He let out a quick laugh. "They do. But you have to accept that this is your life now." She put her hand on his and he smiled at her.
"I don't think you came all this way to tell me that, Kes."
"You're right. It's about our Italy trip."
"I'm really looking forward to going now. I really need two weeks away from here." He looked around the room. He needed to get away and enjoy himself, well away from Chicago.
"Don't say that, it's makes it worse." She paused, seemingly not wanting to tell him something. She sighed. "I can't go."
"What? Why?" Robert said annoyed.
"My exams are starting the week after our holiday. I need to revise if I want to be just like you, you know get paid to be sexist and arrogant all day long!" Robert did not find that funny.
"Come on Kes, I've been looking forward to this for ages. Can't you just revise in Italy?"
"What are the chances that I'll be able to do that? I get easily distracted here in America, so imagine what I'd be like in Italy." Robert said quiet for a while. This isn't fair, he thought to himself. I've been looking forward to this break away for ages and it won't be any fun on my own.
"You could invite someone else along." She suggested.
"Who would go on holiday with me, willingly?" Robert argued back.
"You could always try the mental institutes." She teased. "Or what was her name? You know that surgeon you like."
Robert sat for a moment before answering. Would Lizzie go on holiday with him? No way, he may love her, but she can't stand him, she's made that quite clear.
"You mean Lizzie? She wouldn't come."
"You sure?" Kes did have a point, he wasn't entirely sure that she wouldn't come. Out of everyone in the Hospital, Lizzie was the only on who could stand him. "Look, Rob. I'm really sorry about Italy. You might find someone else to go." She said trying to cheer him up.
"But we are supposed to be leaving next week!" He argued. Chuny charged into the Lounge.
"Doctor Romano, Weaver needs you." She didn't wait for an answer and left.
"She always needs me, she can't do anything herself." Robert said getting up. "Are you catching a flight back home?" He asked turning to Kes.
"Should be in a few hours."
"Look," he said digging in his pocket, "Here's the key to my house, why don't you stay tonight and catch a flight tomorrow. We can talk then."
"Sounds great." Kes answered catching the key.
Robert left the Lounge and found Kerry, who wanted a word about the ER department budget, but Robert wasn't really paying attention. He was thinking about Italy and Lizzie. The big question was would she come? He knew she didn't like him the way he liked her, but she didn't hate him. He resolved to ask her, even though part of him feared that she would laugh in his face and say no.
The long had just dragged on for Elizabeth, and at the end of the day, she just wanted to pick up Ella and go home, and have a long soak in the bath. She did a final check, her bag, coat, some files, her keys; she was ready to go, when a familiar voice shouted her name.
"Lizzie, can I have a word please?"
She wasn't in the mood for his sarcastic comments now; she just wanted to go home. But she turned and walked into his new office. It wasn't as big as his old one, and she felt sorry for him. He had lost everything dear to him, and he just had to take it. She sat down in the chair opposite his desk with her arms folded across her chest.
"You look tired, Lizzie. Long day?" He was nervous; he wasn't actually sure what he was going to say to her.
"Too long." She answered.
"Drink this, it will revive you." He said handing her a cup of the hot chocolate. She looked at it cautiously not quite sure what he was up to.
"I've not spiked it, it's just hot chocolate." He reassured her. She took a sip. It wasn't like any hot chocolate she had ever tasted; it had a kick to it. Was this supposed to revive her or knock her out?
"Good isn't it? It's got a special kind of chilli powder in it." She had to agree, it was good, the taste was so rich and the texture so thick. But this wasn't the reason he had asked her in here.
"Elizabeth," he started. She knew he was being serious as he called her Elizabeth not Lizzie. "Next week, I should be going on holiday to stay in my villa at Positano, which is on the Weat coast of Italy." He paused; he still didn't know how exactly he was going to ask this.
Elizabeth thought she knew where this was going, and didn't like the prospect.
"And you want me to do your work for you while you're away." She said annoyed. How dare he do that to her! She had enough work of her own without piling his work on to her.
"No, no. Not that." He corrected her. "I was wondering if you wanted to. erm.come with me" She sat in silent shock for a minute. He was asking her to go on holiday with him. She had to admit it was funny to see Robert embarrassed but it wasn't what she was expecting.
"I know it wasn't quite what you were expecting." he said, trying to break the silence. He wished he had never said anything now and he could feel himself blushing.
""No, Robert, it certainly wasn't. But I should have known something was up when you tried to soften me up with hot coco." He nervously laughed. Why did he listen to Kes? I'll kill her when I get home. Putting that stupid idea in my head. Of course she was going to say no, how could he have been so stupid?
"Robert, is it ok if I think about it?" She asked. She wasn't sure if she wanted to go or not. A holiday would be great, and of late, Robert had been so sweet to her. She needed to see if those dreams she had been having, of him being so gentle and kind, could really be true. She wanted to get to know Robert better. She knew him best out of everyone in County, but she had only scratched the surface. There was a lot more to Robert then he let out. But she would have to think about it still.
Robert was delighted. She wanted to think about it. He had a new surge of courage flowing through him and he thought he'd try and push his luck a little.
"Why don't you think about it over dinner? You can ask me whatever you need to know that would persuade you and I can cook dinner." He was certain she would say no to dinner, she had the last few times he had and it wasn't that different now.
"That would be nice Robert." She did have to ask some questions and it would be funny to found out if he can actually cook.
"Well, tonight my niece is staying over."
"I would love to meet her. She seems like a nice girl." She hoped that this niece could give her some insight into the parts of Robert that he was unwilling to share.
"Well, if you want. Call round about seven." She stood up, and nodded to indicate that she understood and let his office.
Neither could believe the conversation they had just had. She was having dinner with him, and he could be going on holiday with her. Elizabeth got into her car and sat before she turned on the engine. Something suddenly struck her. What was she going to wear?
This is my first fan fiction so please be kind with the reviews and any constructive criticism would be welcome.
This is from half way through series 9, and has some spoilers about what happens to Robert Romano at the beginning, but the rest is my wild imagination. What happens between two people with so much sexual chemistry if they were put together for two weeks?
Chapter 2
Robert grabbed a couple of cups and sat down beside his niece. "What are you really doing here?" He asked as she poured some of the thick hot chocolate into the cups.
"Very mistrusting aren't you?" She laughed.
"You learn to be working here. They would stab you in the back here for your job, or chop your arm off, whatever suits."
"Rob!" she said hitting his right arm. "How is your arm anyways?"
"Not so bad today. I'm still not able to use it properly though." He said sadly.
"Did you really expect to Rob?" Robert looked at her with this expression that said 'Well yeah!' "Come on. I'm sorry to tell you this, but you had your arm chopped off. You are luc..."
"Don't give me the 'you're-lucky-you-have-what-you-do' speech. I'm sick of people saying that to me. I'm sure they would feel different if it had happened to them." He took a big gulp of hot chocolate.
"They care Rob," He let out a quick laugh. "They do. But you have to accept that this is your life now." She put her hand on his and he smiled at her.
"I don't think you came all this way to tell me that, Kes."
"You're right. It's about our Italy trip."
"I'm really looking forward to going now. I really need two weeks away from here." He looked around the room. He needed to get away and enjoy himself, well away from Chicago.
"Don't say that, it's makes it worse." She paused, seemingly not wanting to tell him something. She sighed. "I can't go."
"What? Why?" Robert said annoyed.
"My exams are starting the week after our holiday. I need to revise if I want to be just like you, you know get paid to be sexist and arrogant all day long!" Robert did not find that funny.
"Come on Kes, I've been looking forward to this for ages. Can't you just revise in Italy?"
"What are the chances that I'll be able to do that? I get easily distracted here in America, so imagine what I'd be like in Italy." Robert said quiet for a while. This isn't fair, he thought to himself. I've been looking forward to this break away for ages and it won't be any fun on my own.
"You could invite someone else along." She suggested.
"Who would go on holiday with me, willingly?" Robert argued back.
"You could always try the mental institutes." She teased. "Or what was her name? You know that surgeon you like."
Robert sat for a moment before answering. Would Lizzie go on holiday with him? No way, he may love her, but she can't stand him, she's made that quite clear.
"You mean Lizzie? She wouldn't come."
"You sure?" Kes did have a point, he wasn't entirely sure that she wouldn't come. Out of everyone in the Hospital, Lizzie was the only on who could stand him. "Look, Rob. I'm really sorry about Italy. You might find someone else to go." She said trying to cheer him up.
"But we are supposed to be leaving next week!" He argued. Chuny charged into the Lounge.
"Doctor Romano, Weaver needs you." She didn't wait for an answer and left.
"She always needs me, she can't do anything herself." Robert said getting up. "Are you catching a flight back home?" He asked turning to Kes.
"Should be in a few hours."
"Look," he said digging in his pocket, "Here's the key to my house, why don't you stay tonight and catch a flight tomorrow. We can talk then."
"Sounds great." Kes answered catching the key.
Robert left the Lounge and found Kerry, who wanted a word about the ER department budget, but Robert wasn't really paying attention. He was thinking about Italy and Lizzie. The big question was would she come? He knew she didn't like him the way he liked her, but she didn't hate him. He resolved to ask her, even though part of him feared that she would laugh in his face and say no.
The long had just dragged on for Elizabeth, and at the end of the day, she just wanted to pick up Ella and go home, and have a long soak in the bath. She did a final check, her bag, coat, some files, her keys; she was ready to go, when a familiar voice shouted her name.
"Lizzie, can I have a word please?"
She wasn't in the mood for his sarcastic comments now; she just wanted to go home. But she turned and walked into his new office. It wasn't as big as his old one, and she felt sorry for him. He had lost everything dear to him, and he just had to take it. She sat down in the chair opposite his desk with her arms folded across her chest.
"You look tired, Lizzie. Long day?" He was nervous; he wasn't actually sure what he was going to say to her.
"Too long." She answered.
"Drink this, it will revive you." He said handing her a cup of the hot chocolate. She looked at it cautiously not quite sure what he was up to.
"I've not spiked it, it's just hot chocolate." He reassured her. She took a sip. It wasn't like any hot chocolate she had ever tasted; it had a kick to it. Was this supposed to revive her or knock her out?
"Good isn't it? It's got a special kind of chilli powder in it." She had to agree, it was good, the taste was so rich and the texture so thick. But this wasn't the reason he had asked her in here.
"Elizabeth," he started. She knew he was being serious as he called her Elizabeth not Lizzie. "Next week, I should be going on holiday to stay in my villa at Positano, which is on the Weat coast of Italy." He paused; he still didn't know how exactly he was going to ask this.
Elizabeth thought she knew where this was going, and didn't like the prospect.
"And you want me to do your work for you while you're away." She said annoyed. How dare he do that to her! She had enough work of her own without piling his work on to her.
"No, no. Not that." He corrected her. "I was wondering if you wanted to. erm.come with me" She sat in silent shock for a minute. He was asking her to go on holiday with him. She had to admit it was funny to see Robert embarrassed but it wasn't what she was expecting.
"I know it wasn't quite what you were expecting." he said, trying to break the silence. He wished he had never said anything now and he could feel himself blushing.
""No, Robert, it certainly wasn't. But I should have known something was up when you tried to soften me up with hot coco." He nervously laughed. Why did he listen to Kes? I'll kill her when I get home. Putting that stupid idea in my head. Of course she was going to say no, how could he have been so stupid?
"Robert, is it ok if I think about it?" She asked. She wasn't sure if she wanted to go or not. A holiday would be great, and of late, Robert had been so sweet to her. She needed to see if those dreams she had been having, of him being so gentle and kind, could really be true. She wanted to get to know Robert better. She knew him best out of everyone in County, but she had only scratched the surface. There was a lot more to Robert then he let out. But she would have to think about it still.
Robert was delighted. She wanted to think about it. He had a new surge of courage flowing through him and he thought he'd try and push his luck a little.
"Why don't you think about it over dinner? You can ask me whatever you need to know that would persuade you and I can cook dinner." He was certain she would say no to dinner, she had the last few times he had and it wasn't that different now.
"That would be nice Robert." She did have to ask some questions and it would be funny to found out if he can actually cook.
"Well, tonight my niece is staying over."
"I would love to meet her. She seems like a nice girl." She hoped that this niece could give her some insight into the parts of Robert that he was unwilling to share.
"Well, if you want. Call round about seven." She stood up, and nodded to indicate that she understood and let his office.
Neither could believe the conversation they had just had. She was having dinner with him, and he could be going on holiday with her. Elizabeth got into her car and sat before she turned on the engine. Something suddenly struck her. What was she going to wear?