December 20th, 2002

Jing-Mei was soaking in the bathtub thinking about Pratt of course. That's where he mind was most of the time lately. They had been together for almost three months and Jing-Mei had concluded something. This relationship was one of the most fulfilling she had ever been in. They loved each other.

"Jing-Mei?" Pratt knocked on the door and stepped into the bathroom, "I got a tree and sap all over me." Jing-Mei opened one of her eyes and laughed softly.

"Get in the tub." She said sitting up, "We'll decorate the tree later." Pratt grinned as he undid his shirt.

"Those bubbles are in a nice place." He winked. Jing-Mei chuckled

"Get in the tub and massage my back." She commanded.

"I'm the one that carried the tree in." Pratt said kicking his pants off.

"Yeah, but I'm the woman here." She laughed. Pratt muttered something under his breath and climbed in behind her.

"We have a nice looking tree." He said as he wrapped his arms around her. Jing-Mei closed her eyes and smiled.

"We need to do this more often." She whispered. Pratt nodded.

"Very romantic and fun." He chuckled. Jing-Mei just laid there listening to Pratt's heartbeat. Pratt caressed her stomach; "I love you." Jing-Mei took in a deep breath.

"I love you too, Baby." She said feeling his hands dip below the water. Jing-Mei opened her eyes, "Is that you or is that the shampoo bottle?" Pratt laughed squeezing her close to him.

"That's me." He said. Jing-Mei turned her head.

"Well, we can take care of that problem if you want." She said.

"In the tub?" Pratt chuckled.

"I've done it in the tub before." She said. Pratt arched his eyebrow.

"I don't want to know about my girlfriends sexual past."

"Oh come on." Jing-Mei laughed, "You know you love hearing about me having sex." Pratt gave her a playful look.

"Maybe I do…Maybe I don't." He said with a snicker, "So about this shampoo bottle…." Jing-Mei reached behind her and took hold of it. Pratt gasped, "Oh lord, Woman." He squirmed.

"You okay?" Jing-Mei giggled. Pratt nodded.

"I am very okay." He said. Jing-Mei winked and stood up. Pratt's smile faded. "Where are you going, Jing-Mei?"

"To get dressed." She said, "We need to decorate the tree."

"Fuck the tree." He said, "Fuck me." Jing-Mei laughed.

"Not if you use that kind of language." She winked as she wrapped the towel around her. Pratt watched as she left the room. He growled and unplugged the bath.

"You're unbelievable." Pratt chucked as he got out of the tub.

"Thank you." Jing-Mei giggled going ito the bedroom. Pratt raced out of the bathroom; dripping wet, and ran into the bedroom.

"I'll get you." Jing-Mei turned around in time to see Pratt run into her and bring her down to the bed. She burst ito a fit of giggles.

"What are you doing?" She squealed in laughter.

"Taking my woman down." Pratt smiled down at her.

"Oh yeah?" Jing-Mei said running her hands down his chest.

"You like what you feel?" Pratt asked her. She nodded.

"Oh yes." She said, "I may be able to have a go around before we decorate the tree." Pratt smiled softly and started to kiss her neck.

"I love you." He whispered. Jing-Mei closed her eyes.

"I love you too, sweet Romeo." She whispered as they started to make love again that night.

February 3rd, 2003

Pratt sat at a table in the cafeteria. He had already worked on about twelve patients, excluding the two traumas he had helped with. His feet felt like they were about to explode.

"It's something in the air I think." Pratt mumbled to himself poking his fork into the salad.

"Talking to yourself now?" Susan asked him as she sat down.

"Isn't that what all great doctors do?" Pratt asked. Susan laughed softly as she poured sugar into the sludge they called coffee.

"I suppose so." She said, "So...How's it going with Chen?"

"What about Chen?" Pratt asked stuffing a tomato into his mouth.

"You two are dating aren't you." Susan asked. Pratt shrugged.

"You hear that?" He said with a smirk.

"It's every where at the hospital." Susan said, "How long have you two been together?" Pratt put his fork down and smirked t her.

"A while. A few months." He said.

"Good. I'm glad. Deb is a very good person. She's fun too." Susan said.

"Why do you and Carter call he Deb?" Pratt asked. Susan chuckled.

"That used to be her name when she was a medstudent here."

"Really? I didn't know that." Pratt said.

"A phase she was going through I guess." Susan chuckled.

"I'll have to ask her about it when I get home which will be in another four hours." Pratt said.

"You guys living together?" Susan asked.

"Sort of, I guess." Pratt said, "I really need to sort things out at home with Leon and stuff, but we'll see what happens."

"What are you going to do with him?" Susan asked.

"I don't know." Pratt said, "He's old enough to be by himself."

"Yeah. He should really learn to be ore independent." She said.

"I'm just afraid our friends will take advantage of him."

"My suggestion is move in with Deb and maybe give him some pocket money or even a job at a super market. Make him think he's by himself and all that, but check up on him." He nodded.

"That's a good idea. Let me run it by Jing-Mei and she what she says." Pratt said as he stood up, "I really need to get going."

"It was nice talking to you." Susan said, "We need to do that again." Pratt nodded and left the cafeteria.

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Jing-Mei poured the pasta into the strainer to get all the water out. She was making a nice big pasta dinner for Pratt after his nice long shift. She pulled down two plates and put them on the table. Pratt walked into the house and grinned at the smell.

"Honey, I'm home." He said. Jing-Mei giggled softly.

"Get some wine out." She said smiling, "I'm making dinner."

"I can smell it. It smells great,Jing-Mei." Pratt said as he walked into the kitchen, "I've come to a conclusion today at work."

"Oh yeah? What was that?" She asked pouring sauce on the pasta.

"That I'm going to move in with you." Pratt said. She smiled.

"You are?" She asked. He nodded as he walked up behind her.

"Yes. That is if you want me to." Pratt said, "Do you want me to?" A giant grin came across Jing-Mei's face.

"Yes, Greg. I do." She said wrapping her arms around him.

"Greg. I'm not going to get used to you calling me that."

"You'll have to." Jing-Mei giggled, "I think it's a gorgeous name."

"Well, thanks my mom for it." Pratt smiled giving her a kiss. This was another big step in their relationship. This was a great step for their relationship.