Here and Now

Author: Sparkling-Diva

Rating: PG-13 (possibly more later)

Genre: Drama/Romance

Feedback: Yes! Please! But be nice!

Summary: Vincent Gray, now 33, is at a depressing stage of his life. When he meets a young girl, his life will change forever.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to the show Judging Amy whatsoever and in no way am I affiliated with it.

Author's Note: Suspense! Yikes it reminds me of one scene in Moulin Rouge…oh well, have fun!

Chapter 41

"And then he said…'it's Chicken of the Sea dummy'," Patrick said laughing.

"Is that right?" Laura asked as she laughed.

The two were sitting back in his apartment.

Laura held her first drink of the night. She just stared it knowing that it partly would be her first.

"Is there something wrong?" Patrick asked.

"Why would there be?" Laura replied nervously.

"You have a far away gaze in your eyes."

"It's nothing."

"You haven't even touched your drink."

"I'm not a big alcohol fan."

"It's not that bad."

"I-."

"C'mon take at least a sip. It won't kill you."

Laura just hesitated looking back down at it.

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They were on their date right now, Vincent thought to himself as he sat in front of his computer. He had tried to write but realized that it was impossible.

He felt so worked up about this.

Why couldn't he stop thinking about this?

Why did he have a feeling in the pit of his stomach like something wrong was going to happen?

Whatever the case was, he shrugged it off and decided to preoccupy his mind with something else.

Donna had an out of town business trip, Ariadne was at Amy's having fun with Lauren, and he was all alone.

With a quick sigh, he got away from his desk and his computer filled with lack of concentration to write and got his car keys and jacket.

Maybe, he could finish up some shredding work at DCF before he went back to work tomorrow.

"You might want to have another drink."

"NO. I'm fine thanks," Laura said trying to shove it away. She was starting to get an awful migraine.

"No. You should."

"Patrick…"

"Please…" he said pouring her another glass, "After all what can one more glass possibly do?"