LEAN ON ME
Chapter X
Robert stepped out of the elevator onto the surgical wing and headed straight for his office, nodding at Shirley on his way past the nurses station.
He reached his office and looked in. Brenda was already in working away feverishly.
"Hey Brenda!" He called out robustly.
"Dr Romano." She replied neutrally trying to gauge her boss's mood after yesterday.
"So what have I got today?"
"I've put your schedule on your desk Dr Romano, there's not too much."
He flashed her a brief smile. She returned it and inwardly sighed relief. She did not need another 'Romano Rampage' as she liked to call his little tirades. The last few weeks had been hell! Hopefully whatever bug had snuck up his ass had recognised hostile territory and vacated for safer environments.
"Right I'll go grab a coffee then." He turned and headed for the lounge.
'I hope she's there.' He thought to himself.
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Elizabeth was fuming. How dare he talk to her like that? Okay fine, she could see from Marks point of view that it did not look good, but she could hardly tell him that she had spent the night with Romano, no matter how innocent, because let's face it he wouldn't believe anything could be innocent where Robert was concerned. Still that did not detract from the fact however, that Mark DID NOT trust her! Cheeky bastard, who in the hell does he think he is anyway?
She slammed the coffee flask back into the holder.
"So is that for me?" Robert asked tentatively as he entered the lounge.
Despite her bad mood, she flashed him a smile and offered him the fresh cup.
Robert wandered over to where she stood and accepted the proffered coffee, eyeing her the whole way. She had changed into scrubs and despite the smile did not seem herself. Something had changed from when he had left her in the taxi. Was she beginning to regret their 'moment'?
"What's wrong?" he asked softly in a low voice.
Damn it if he didn't sound sexy when he did that.
"Nothing." Elizabeth said.
"Yes there is, I can tell." He continued to push gently.
"Oh, it's nothing for you to worry about." She answered surprised that he could read her so well.
"Hey Elizabeth I think after last night I'm allowed a little leeway." He said, raising the coffee cup to his mouth.
Mark and I are fighting and it's your fault.
Elizabeth studied his face. He was genuinely worried about her, but she didn't want to burden him more than he already was, he seemed to be getting back on track.
"Robert it's nothing really...."
"Gosh Lizzie that sounds familiar!" he quipped.
She laughed a little. He was going to bug her until she told him.
"I ran into Mark downstairs, and let's just say my explanation for last nights absence did not go down too well. He demanded to know WHOM I had been with." She said tersely.
"Oh, Christ I'm sorry Elizabeth, this is all my fault." Robert started.
"No Robert – your not an issue here, this is between Mark and I – He doesn't trust me and that's taken me a little by surprise. I thought there was a bit more to us than that, but it would appear I'm wrong on that score." Elizabeth explained, her voice a little peevish.
"Is there anything I can do?" Robert asked.
"Doctor Romano/Corday?" Shirley stuck her head in the door.
They both turned to face her.
"You're both needed downstairs. They've got multiple traumas coming in and Dr Edson's already down there dealing with the last lot!"
They glanced at each other and started for the door and to the business of saving lives.
As they reached the door Robert squeezed her hand gently before rushing ahead of her shouting orders.
TBC
Chapter X
Robert stepped out of the elevator onto the surgical wing and headed straight for his office, nodding at Shirley on his way past the nurses station.
He reached his office and looked in. Brenda was already in working away feverishly.
"Hey Brenda!" He called out robustly.
"Dr Romano." She replied neutrally trying to gauge her boss's mood after yesterday.
"So what have I got today?"
"I've put your schedule on your desk Dr Romano, there's not too much."
He flashed her a brief smile. She returned it and inwardly sighed relief. She did not need another 'Romano Rampage' as she liked to call his little tirades. The last few weeks had been hell! Hopefully whatever bug had snuck up his ass had recognised hostile territory and vacated for safer environments.
"Right I'll go grab a coffee then." He turned and headed for the lounge.
'I hope she's there.' He thought to himself.
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Elizabeth was fuming. How dare he talk to her like that? Okay fine, she could see from Marks point of view that it did not look good, but she could hardly tell him that she had spent the night with Romano, no matter how innocent, because let's face it he wouldn't believe anything could be innocent where Robert was concerned. Still that did not detract from the fact however, that Mark DID NOT trust her! Cheeky bastard, who in the hell does he think he is anyway?
She slammed the coffee flask back into the holder.
"So is that for me?" Robert asked tentatively as he entered the lounge.
Despite her bad mood, she flashed him a smile and offered him the fresh cup.
Robert wandered over to where she stood and accepted the proffered coffee, eyeing her the whole way. She had changed into scrubs and despite the smile did not seem herself. Something had changed from when he had left her in the taxi. Was she beginning to regret their 'moment'?
"What's wrong?" he asked softly in a low voice.
Damn it if he didn't sound sexy when he did that.
"Nothing." Elizabeth said.
"Yes there is, I can tell." He continued to push gently.
"Oh, it's nothing for you to worry about." She answered surprised that he could read her so well.
"Hey Elizabeth I think after last night I'm allowed a little leeway." He said, raising the coffee cup to his mouth.
Mark and I are fighting and it's your fault.
Elizabeth studied his face. He was genuinely worried about her, but she didn't want to burden him more than he already was, he seemed to be getting back on track.
"Robert it's nothing really...."
"Gosh Lizzie that sounds familiar!" he quipped.
She laughed a little. He was going to bug her until she told him.
"I ran into Mark downstairs, and let's just say my explanation for last nights absence did not go down too well. He demanded to know WHOM I had been with." She said tersely.
"Oh, Christ I'm sorry Elizabeth, this is all my fault." Robert started.
"No Robert – your not an issue here, this is between Mark and I – He doesn't trust me and that's taken me a little by surprise. I thought there was a bit more to us than that, but it would appear I'm wrong on that score." Elizabeth explained, her voice a little peevish.
"Is there anything I can do?" Robert asked.
"Doctor Romano/Corday?" Shirley stuck her head in the door.
They both turned to face her.
"You're both needed downstairs. They've got multiple traumas coming in and Dr Edson's already down there dealing with the last lot!"
They glanced at each other and started for the door and to the business of saving lives.
As they reached the door Robert squeezed her hand gently before rushing ahead of her shouting orders.
TBC