Part 2
Never Trust an Alien
"Seriously Whitman, you're worst then a chick," Michael stated with disgust. He had spent the last 20 minutes listening to Alex whine and complain like a pms-ing woman. Michael had tried hanging up on him but the bitch just kept calling back.
"I just don't want you to screw this up,"
"Then you should do your own dirty work," Michael stated as he flicked through the latest copy of Cosmo while he waited for Isabel to be free.
"Michael, I'm really grateful for what you're doing. I can't thank you enough, if there's anything I can do…"
"Again Whitman, you're sounding like a woman. You need to stop hanging around with the womenfolk and be a man," Michael sniggered "But don't worry, I can charm the pants right off Izzy, I'll have her eating out of the palm of my hand!"
"Hey! There will be no charming anything off Isabel. I swear Michael if you…"
"Mr Guerin. Dr Evans will see you now." Janet, Isabel's assistant, said fluttering her eyelashes at him. Michael smirked at her, oh yeah he still had it.
"Gotta go but just trust me! I've got everything under control" Michael stated before hanging up on Alex.
The décor in Isabel's office was simple and elegant, the soft earth tones and the huge comfortable seats gave the office a homely feel and most the time set the visitor right at ease.
Michael instantly made himself right at home in a seat closest to Isabel's desk.
"Michael, what a surprise!" Isabel said with a frown "What do you want and how much is it going to cost me?"
"Well, I'm hurt Iz. Can't a guy just drop in on one of his best friends in the whole wide world without a reason!" Michael asked, a look of mock hurt on his face as he held his hand to his heart.
"No," Isabel said simply. She had known Michael her whole life and knew that he was up to something.
"I need a favour," Michael said, choosing his words carefully. The last thing he needed was to give the whole thing away and have Alex out for his blood for screwing it up.
"Go on,"
"I'm going to ask Maria to marry me,"
"Oh my god, Michael! That's great," Isabel said with a bright smile as she hugged him, "I'm so happy for you,"
"Yeah well I need your help. I want everything to be perfect when I propose to her so I want you to arrange the dinner or something, whatever you think would be appropriate," Michael said and then added with a smirk "Nothing is too much, no cost too great, really push the boat out!"
"Of course I'll help you," Isabel said with a smile "And let's admit it you could use the help!"
"And what is that suppose to mean?" Michael asked raising an eyebrow
"Remember when you got her that 2 in 1 shampoo for a date present, normal guys bring flowers or candy but not Michael Guerin" Isabel said, snorting with laughter at the memory. "Oh and what about the time you wanted to get her a toothbrush for Christmas…"
"It was an electric toothbrush and it was practical!" Michael glared at Isabel through narrowed eyes, Whitman was going to pay for this.
"…And then there was the bumper and let's not forget to mention the…"
"Okay that is enough!" Michael said getting to his feet in outrage. "I don't need your help, I can arrange this whole thing myself and when I…"
"Um Michael…" Isabel coughed "Michael, I think you should…"
"No let me finish," Michael said holding his hand up to silent her "When I propose to Maria it will be perfect,"
"Oh my God!"
Michael stood frozen to the stop, his dark brown eyes wide as he looked at Isabel questioningly. Isabel nodded slowly, biting her lip as Michael slowly turned around to face the stunned Maria.
"Maria?" Michael squeaked in disbelief, suddenly he knew what it felt like to have his balls jump back up inside his body.
"Oh my god Michael!" Maria sniffed as she threw herself into his arms and pressed kisses all over his face "Yes! Yes! Yes! Of course I'll marry you,"
"You will?" Michael asked, his voice still sounding higher then normal.
"Of course I will." Maria said "This is so exciting, you and me are getting married, Isabel and Alex…um"
"Isabel and Alex are what?" Isabel asked raising her eyebrows, she had been watching the interaction between Michael and Maria with amusement, the look on Michael's face too priceless for words, instead of looking happy about Maria saying yes he looked like he wished that the ground would open up and swallow him whole.
"Are getting a dog," Maria finished lamely,
"We are? Are you sure you're not…"
"Serena is pregnant!" Maria lied quickly, not given Isabel a chance to finish her sentence.
"Serena's pregnant?" Michael and Isabel said together in surprise
Maria run a hand through her hair nervously "I should go,"
"What about lunch?" Isabel asked "I need to hear how the gossip,"
Michael shook his head quickly "No we should go. Now!"
"Well congratulations guys," Isabel said with a bemused look on her face as she watched Michael drag Maria out of her office.
Janet knocked on the door after the strange duo had left. "Can I get you anything Dr Evans?"
"A clue?" Isabel asked as she tried to figure out what had just happened.
"I could get you a coffee," Janet said
Isabel nodded as she reached for the phone. She needed to speak to Alex "Coffee would be great,"
