Disclaimer: I do not own "ER" or any of the characters on ER. ER remains the
property of John Wells, Michael Crichton, etc.
This is a Robert Romano/Elizabeth Corday story. (And oh yeah, Rachel Greene
is there too. She comes for a visit.) In this story, Robert & Elizabeth are
already a couple. I do think it will be even more interesting to explore "How
they get together," and I plan to do that in some other upcoming fics. In
this story, you will see a 'kinder, gentler Romano,' but he still retains his
characteristic snarky side (just not so much with Elizabeth).
Personal note: I've read a lot of stories on FanFiction.net, and a lot of
them have been great. My writing is not as dramatic, intense, sexual, etc.,
as a lot of those stories, but I hope you will like it for its own merits. I
have my own style, and it's kind of a simple one. Basically, I love writing
dialogue, and I try to write it in a way that seems honest to me. I hope you
will enjoy it!
Now, on to the story!
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They were lying in bed listening to a Bruce Cockburn CD. It was one of their
favorites - so many great songs on it. Robert loved the song "Lovers in a
Dangerous Time," he always told her it could be about them, about 'the crazy
work we do - and we barely have time to stop and take a breath, so we have to
just grab love in the midst of the crossfire, like we're looting a store in
the middle of a city riot.'
She laughed at that analogy, but she knew what he meant. Their love was
crazy, and their jobs were too. It was like some kind of a twisted miracle
that she'd ended up with this man. Never could she have known, years ago,
that this is how it would end up, the two of them together, deeply in love.
He used to drive her nuts - sometimes he still did. But she couldn't imagine
being without him now, and she even wondered why it had taken so long for
them to finally get together.
They had been seeing each other for four months. Dating, though it was rare
they had time to go on an actual date. He spent a lot of time over at her
house, much more than he did at his own. Sometimes they spent time at his
house, but he'd grown accustomed to being at Elizabeth's house, and it felt
like home. He loved her house, he loved her daughter, and most of all, he
loved Elizabeth. She was the one he had always wanted, and now they actually
were a couple.
Elizabeth leaned against him, then stretched her arms behind her head and
yawned. "I used to just jump out of bed in the morning."
"So did I," he said. "But this is more fun, isn't it?"
"It is," she agreed.
"Kind of makes you wonder why we ever just raced out of bed in the first
place," he said.
"We help people," she said. "At the hospital. Saving lives."
"Making money," he said.
"Robert!" she said.
"Just kidding," he said, and grinned. "Well, kind of."
"Hmm," she said, pretending to pout. "Maybe that's really the most important
thing in the world to you."
"No, it's not."
"Sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure," he said, stroking her hair. "I'm positive."
"Good," she said. They kissed. "So, listen, I know we talked about this, but
I wanted to remind you." she said. "Rachel Greene is supposed to come next
week. She has a break from school and she wants to
vist with Ella."
"That's a good idea," Robert said lazily, and snuggled
against her.
"You don't mind."
"No, I don't mind," he said and shrugged. "But you
know-maybe I should lay
low for a few days when she gets here."
"What do you mean, lay low?"
"Take off. I could stay at my place for a few days."
"But you always stay here," she said. "I want you
here."
"And I want to be here," he said. "But it could be
awkward. Think about it,
teenage girl, recently lost her dad, sees her
stepmother with another man,
has trouble dealing. Sounds like one of those bad
movies-of-the-week on
Lifetime. Not that I ever watch it."
"Robert," Elizabeth said.
"She's always seen you with Mark," he said. "Now
you're with me. You don't
think she'll resent you for it? Resent us?"
"I've already told her about us," Elizabeth said. "We
e-mailed a few times to
finalize her travel plans, and I told her about you.
She knows about us.
She'll be prepared."
"Okay," he said. "Don't say I didn't warn you."
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property of John Wells, Michael Crichton, etc.
This is a Robert Romano/Elizabeth Corday story. (And oh yeah, Rachel Greene
is there too. She comes for a visit.) In this story, Robert & Elizabeth are
already a couple. I do think it will be even more interesting to explore "How
they get together," and I plan to do that in some other upcoming fics. In
this story, you will see a 'kinder, gentler Romano,' but he still retains his
characteristic snarky side (just not so much with Elizabeth).
Personal note: I've read a lot of stories on FanFiction.net, and a lot of
them have been great. My writing is not as dramatic, intense, sexual, etc.,
as a lot of those stories, but I hope you will like it for its own merits. I
have my own style, and it's kind of a simple one. Basically, I love writing
dialogue, and I try to write it in a way that seems honest to me. I hope you
will enjoy it!
Now, on to the story!
_______________________________________________________________
They were lying in bed listening to a Bruce Cockburn CD. It was one of their
favorites - so many great songs on it. Robert loved the song "Lovers in a
Dangerous Time," he always told her it could be about them, about 'the crazy
work we do - and we barely have time to stop and take a breath, so we have to
just grab love in the midst of the crossfire, like we're looting a store in
the middle of a city riot.'
She laughed at that analogy, but she knew what he meant. Their love was
crazy, and their jobs were too. It was like some kind of a twisted miracle
that she'd ended up with this man. Never could she have known, years ago,
that this is how it would end up, the two of them together, deeply in love.
He used to drive her nuts - sometimes he still did. But she couldn't imagine
being without him now, and she even wondered why it had taken so long for
them to finally get together.
They had been seeing each other for four months. Dating, though it was rare
they had time to go on an actual date. He spent a lot of time over at her
house, much more than he did at his own. Sometimes they spent time at his
house, but he'd grown accustomed to being at Elizabeth's house, and it felt
like home. He loved her house, he loved her daughter, and most of all, he
loved Elizabeth. She was the one he had always wanted, and now they actually
were a couple.
Elizabeth leaned against him, then stretched her arms behind her head and
yawned. "I used to just jump out of bed in the morning."
"So did I," he said. "But this is more fun, isn't it?"
"It is," she agreed.
"Kind of makes you wonder why we ever just raced out of bed in the first
place," he said.
"We help people," she said. "At the hospital. Saving lives."
"Making money," he said.
"Robert!" she said.
"Just kidding," he said, and grinned. "Well, kind of."
"Hmm," she said, pretending to pout. "Maybe that's really the most important
thing in the world to you."
"No, it's not."
"Sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure," he said, stroking her hair. "I'm positive."
"Good," she said. They kissed. "So, listen, I know we talked about this, but
I wanted to remind you." she said. "Rachel Greene is supposed to come next
week. She has a break from school and she wants to
vist with Ella."
"That's a good idea," Robert said lazily, and snuggled
against her.
"You don't mind."
"No, I don't mind," he said and shrugged. "But you
know-maybe I should lay
low for a few days when she gets here."
"What do you mean, lay low?"
"Take off. I could stay at my place for a few days."
"But you always stay here," she said. "I want you
here."
"And I want to be here," he said. "But it could be
awkward. Think about it,
teenage girl, recently lost her dad, sees her
stepmother with another man,
has trouble dealing. Sounds like one of those bad
movies-of-the-week on
Lifetime. Not that I ever watch it."
"Robert," Elizabeth said.
"She's always seen you with Mark," he said. "Now
you're with me. You don't
think she'll resent you for it? Resent us?"
"I've already told her about us," Elizabeth said. "We
e-mailed a few times to
finalize her travel plans, and I told her about you.
She knows about us.
She'll be prepared."
"Okay," he said. "Don't say I didn't warn you."
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