October 29th, 2002

Pratt put the paddles on the man's chest.

"Clear!" He said. Everyone stepped away. The body jumped. "Charge to two fifty…Clear." The body jumped again.

"We have a pulse." Chuny said.

"Thank god." Pratt said snapping his gloves off. "Bag him and get him out of here. He walked out of the room. Pratt walked into the lounge and saw Jing-Mei. He grabbed her by her waist. "Hey there." She giggled softly.

"You off finally?" She asked

"If we leave before another trauma comes in." Pratt kissed Jing-Mei again. He took her hand and walked out of the lounge. Things were heating up between the two of them, but Jing-Mei still said no every time they made it to the bedroom. She liked teasing him, but she wanted to make sure this would last before she slept with him.

"I'm getting itchy." Jing-Mei said to Pratt as he drove towards her house.

"Itchy where?" He asked.

"Between my legs." Jing-Mei smiled. Pratt looked at her.

"You should get that look out. They can give you medication for it." Jing-Mei smacked his arm.

"You ass. I try to be sexy and you're a jerk." He said.

"Would you expect anything less?" He asked. Jing-Mei shook her head.

"Nope." As soon as they pulled up in front of the house, Jing-Mei jumped out. She winked around and winked at Pratt.

"What do you have up your sleeve?" Pratt asked.

"Oh nothing." Jing-Mei winked as she unlocked the door. Pratt chuckled softly.

"You're turning into me more and more each day." He said. Jing-Mei giggled and ran to her bedroom. Pratt shook his head as he sat down on the couch. She was up to something and he was excited to find out. He started to whistle when Jing-Mei was taking a long time.

"Hey there, Gregory." Pratt turned around and his smile faded as his heart started to race. Jing-Mei was standing there dressed in a silky green nighty. It hugged every single curve of her body. It showed him how nice her breasts were and how long and silky her legs really were. He could immediately feel tingle down below.

"Wow." He stood up. "You look amazing." Jing-Mei smiled.

"Thank you. I saw this in the store and I immediately thought of you." She walked up to him; "I wanted to buy you something you'd enjoy." Pratt nodded with a large grin upon his face.

"I certainly do enjoy it already." Pratt said putting his hand on her hip. He pulled her tight against his body. "Oh yes."

"I want you to take me." Jing-Mei whispered.

"Oh you better believe I will." Pratt said scooping her up in his arms. She giggled as he brought her to the bedroom.

"A little excited there?" Jing-Mei smiled. Pratt nodded.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." He said.

"Me too." Jing-Mei whispered softly as Pratt laid her down on her bed. Pratt bit his lip running his hand down her body.

"I bet you look just as good out of this as you do in it." Pratt said.

"Find out for yourself." Pratt nodded as he pulled up the hem of her nightgown. Jing-Mei shivered feeling his hands start to caress her body. "Make love to me, Pratt."

"I will." Pratt whispered against her soft neck. Soon, they both were naked and their bodies molded into one. The passion built up between them, causing their love making to be some of the most powerful experience the two of them had ever had. They both cried out each other's names and they collapsed into each other. Pratt held Jing-Mei tight never wanting to let her go.

November 14th, 2002

Pratt kissed Jing-Mei's belly button. She mumbled slightly.

"Chen, wake up." He whispered as he crawled back up to her.

"No." Jing-Mei groaned as she pulled up the blanket up around her head. Pratt chuckled as he tickled her neck. "Sleep."

"It's nine am, woman. I already slept." Pratt said as he got up.

"Ten." She mumbled. Pratt chuckled as he shuffled to the kitchen.

"I'll make you breakfast." He said, "You better get up."

"You worked me to death last night, Pratt. I need sleep." Jing-Mei growled. Pratt grinned as he rubbed his stomach.

"Victory." He laughed. Jing-Mei sat up and pulled her bathrobe on.

"That's why you're with me huh?" She stood up with a slight yawn.

"Yes. I'm with you for your booty." Pratt said, "And your booty only." Jing-Mei arched her eyebrow as she walked into the kitchen.

"Well, I have another fun body parts too." She said.

"Oh I know that. Many body parts on me that are a whirly gig of fun." Pratt said as he began to beat some eggs. Jing-Mei sat there watching him with an impish grin upon her face. Okay, she had to admit he had some nice body parts also. One of them being his heart.

"I like your other body parts too." Jing-Mei said. He laughed.

"I pray you, tarry; pause a day or two before you hazard, for, in choosing wrong. I lose your company." Pratt said with a soft chuckle as he poured the eggs into the skillet. Jing-Mei's eyes brightened up.

"The Merchant of Venice." She said, "That's on eof my favourite plays." Pratt turned around with a large grin upon his face.

"It is? It's my favourite one too." He said.

"I never pegged you for a Shakespeare lover." Jing-Mei said.

"He's the way to go. The way he write is just marvelous." Pratt said, "Let me choose For as I am, I live upon the rack."

"Upon the rack, Bassanio, then confess wheat treason there is mingled with your love." Jing-Mei blushed slightly as she looked at him.

"Ahh…None but that ugly treason of mistrust, which makes me fear the enjoying of my love." Even though they were plying around, they couldn't help but to feel that some of what they were saying was true. "There may as well be amity and life 'tween…um, snow and fire as treason and my love. Promise me life and I'll confess the truth."

"Well then confess and live." Jing-Mei said softly.

"Confess and love." Pratt said, "I love you." Jing-Mei swallowed.

"Th-That's not what comes next, Pratt. Confess and love had been the very sum of m-my confession." Jing-Mei whispered.

"I know what comes next." Pratt said. "But um…I love you."

"You c-cant love me. W-we haven't been together for long."

"I don't care. I know what my heart feels." Pratt said. They felt like they were in their own Shakespeare play, "Romeo fell in love with Juliet when he saw her that first night and I fell in love with you the first night I worked in the ER.

"I…I um…The eggs are burning." Jing-Mei said watching the smoke start to come up from the skillet.

"Oh Shit." Pratt grabbed the pan and threw it into the water in the sink. It hissed. He sighed deeply and turned to look at her, "I'll make something else." Jing-Mei shook her head as she sat down.

"I'm not in the mood for food." She said.

"All because I said that I loved you?" Pratt asked.

"Yes." She looked at him; "It's a lot to process."

"You either feel the same way as I do or you don't, Chen."

"I know." Jing-Mei said. Pratt looked at her with an arched eyebrow.

"Well?" He asked.

"I feel the same way." Jing-Mei said, "It just…it threw me for a loop that you felt the same way." Pratt chuckled.

"I have a heart underneath all this brawn and muscle."

"I know that." She smiled up at him. "I love you, Greg."

"You must. You called me by my name." He walked up to her and bent down. He place his lips upon hers and kissed her ever so softly. They had admitted one of the biggest things in a relationship. Love. They loved each other.