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FQ: Let's get on with the story. Jerry doesn't like it when I stall and keep on talking.

IV: I don't either. (She laughs)

FQ: I missed the joke.

IV: Just get on with it.

Andy sat on Milo's couch holding a glass of Chardonnay. Soft jazz was playing on the radio in the background. Milo was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Andy would have been in there helping him, but he insisted for her to relax and let him do the cooking. Ever since he'd recovered from the incident, he's wanted to do things for himself and Andy. "Dinner's almost ready." He bent over and kissed her on the crown of her head. "What do you say we start the movie?"

"Movie? What movie did you get?"

"Your favorite."

"Oh Milo you're full of surprises." She sighed.

"Is something bothering you?" He looked her straight in the eye. She couldn't hide her uncomfortably. He had a six sense it seemed. She shrugged her shoulders and dismissed his concern. "Alright, then if we could, lets start the movie." He retrieved the movie out of the bag and popped it in the VCR. He returned to the couch next to Andy and placed his arm around her, pulling her close. She was stiffened for second and quickly became familiar with his body heat and relaxed as if it was a massaging chair. After thirty minutes into the movie, Milo paused it and ran to get the dinner and serve it on TV dinner trays. They continued the movie after he was settled again.

Milo turned off the movie when it finished and was about to pick up Andy's plate when she stopped him. "I'll do it. You've been so sweet and attentive that I've done nothing."

"I don't mind Andy really. I love doing things for you."

"No Milo please, it would make me feel better." She eased the plate out of his hand. "You sit down and relax." He smiled and kissed her on the cheek. She emptied their plates and washed them up in less than three minutes. She quickly returned to the couch and sat right down. For at least two minutes there was silence and then Milo broke the silence.

"So, what do you want to do next?" She shrugged. He nodded. "How about we play some jazz or some blues and dance?"

"Sure." Minutes later, they were both in each others arm, swaying to the music. "This is so nice…to be with you outside the hospital. Away from those white walls and white uniforms. It's beautiful."

"I feel the same way." He tightened his grip around her waist. Then a warm feeling rushed over both of them. Andy new she wasn't ready and didn't want to be rushed so she broke away. "What's wrong?"

"Milo you know what's happening here."

"I clearly don't since I'd asked." She pointed back and fourth to him and her.

"Milo, I'm not ready. I really, really love you and want to share that with you, but I can't right now."

"Andy I'm not here to rush you. I understand. I'm ready when you are. I wasn't going to rush you into something that you're not ready for. You know me better than that."

"I know, I know. I just…I just …I don't know what has gotten over me."

"Andy is there something you know that I don't? Because I can swear you've been acting funny ever since you've been here."

"Nothing's wrong Milo. I've told you already." The tone in her voice made him step back.

"Nothing's wrong? Then why do you feel offensive about me all of a sudden. Maybe there's something you need to talk about." She said nothing for a second, and then nodded towards the couch. They both sat down. "Talk," She cleared her throat.

"Milo, I have been thinking about something for a day or two now. And for some reason, it has been bothering me. I don't know why it has been bothering me, but it has and I have been discussing it with Delgado and she says that I must believe it's true since I brought it up. But I said it was just a thought and that I believe in no such thing. And then she says-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Andy, what?" His face was scrunched up. She sighed deeply and began.

"Here it goes. Have you and…Dana ever been involved with each other?" There she said it. She finally got it off her chest. Now, what was the answer?

He laughed and then sighed, then put on a serious face; really confusing Andy. "Andy, I was married to Tuki when I met Dana."

"People don't cheat!" She said rhetorical.

"I don't! Don't know about anyone else, but I don't." He placed his hand to his heart. "I can't believe you would think of me doing so. Is this a joke!"

"I didn't think you cheated. I just asked if you ever dated her. I didn't know you were married when you met her."

"How could you not. I told you so."

"It just didn't come to mind at the time. Look, I'm sorry I brought up the issue. Let's just get on with the day."

"Didn't come to mind? Move on? Andy you just accused me of possible infidelity and I want you to know that I am very deeply hurt and appalled that you would even have thought of me as that type of person."

"Milo I'm sorry."

"Andy how would you have acted if I had accused you of cheating; really I want to know." She hesitated for a minute.

"Milo, really is this a necessary conversation?"

"You brought it up. I just want to know."

"I don't know…I would tell you that I would never think of cheating on you or who ever I was going out with…Milo, I'm sorry honey. I love you and it was a thoughtless gesture, and I am deeply," She kissed his cheek. "deeply," kisses his cheek, "deeply" kisses his cheek. "deeply sorry. Could you find it in you heart to forgive me?" She smiled. Milo sighed deeply. He shrugged his shoulders and then returned a kiss to her lips.

"Andy, you better be glad I love you." They both laughed and she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Lana, have you seen my sign in book?" Lana handed Lu her book and started walking to her office. On the way she bumped into Andy. "Well," she elbowed her in the arm. "Did you ask Milo the forbidden question?" Andy rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Delgado, why do you have to bring that up?"

"Come on, you know that you want to tell me."

"He said that he's never cheated with Dana, never ever dated her even when not married. I believe him Delgado. There's nothing that will never make me not believe him." They arrived at Lu's office. "I really hated I asked him that. God it made me feel as if I did believe he cheated or dated her. He didn't ask me if I ever cheated on him or Les. So what gives me the right to ask him? I'm so paranoid."

"You're human. That's what gives you the right to ask him…it's just a question Andy. What's the big deal?"

"The big deal was that he turned it around on me. He asked me what would I had said or done if he asked me that question."

"And…" There was a pause. "You didn't tell him you would have stomped all over him did you?" Andy shook her head no. "Good 'cause you would have been paying for it big time."

"No, I just told him that I would never ever cheat on him because losing him isn't worth three minutes of pleasure from another man." They laughed. Just then Andy's beeper beeped. "Got to go."

The EMT team was pulling in a woman on the stretcher. Dr. Campbell ran in pulling on her white gloves. "Cambodian female, in her twenties, has a concussion, nerve damage. Vomited at the scene, BP is very low. One hundred over sixty. Broken ribs, seems to have been stabbed five or six times."

Dr. Campbell took her mini flash light and shone it into the woman's eyes. She then cut open her nightgown to reveal terrible gashes in her sides. Dr. Campbell felt the gashes and they were three inches deep. "Get one point five c.c. of morphine, ten cc of limacine and start her IV on her right away…Ms.?" The woman groaned. "What is your name?"

"Her name is Kasha." Dr. Campbell turned around and saw a man covered in blood.

"Who are you?"

"I'm her fiancée. You got to help her! Please doc." It hit Dr. Campbell. George.

"What happened?"

"I came to her house to pick her up and when she didn't answer, I walked in. I found her upstairs in her in her room, covered in blood. She was knocked out, so she wouldn't answer me. I called 911 and now…" He started to cry. "Help her please!"

"Calm down, do you have any idea who'd do this to your fiancée?"

"Yeah. Her name is Rebecca. She's crazy! I can't wait to find her. It can only be her. She's a jealous son of a…She better hope Kasha makes it through this or she's gonna be dead!" Dr. Campbell turned back to the woman.

"Get her up for surgery."

Andy walked into her office. She was dead tired. Kasha barely made it through surgery. Her flat line went several times during the surgery. They had to use the deliberator a set of three times. George was highly upset and was even angrier when explained about the numerous times his fiancée had gone dead. Andy was resting her head when a knock at her door sounded. "Come in." She said with out lifting her head.

"Hi," Andy's head shot up. "Please, let me talk."

"Get out."

"Please, I-"

"Dana, let's not kid ourselves here. What is it that you want?"

"To talk."

"Dana you-" Andy's beeper went off. "I have to go. Please leave me alone." Andy walked out her office and waited for Dana to leave out.

"You'll regret this later." Dana walked out the doors of the hospital.

She went up to Kasha's room. Doctors and nurses were all gathered around her bed. Kasha was having a seizure. Her body shook and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. "What happened!" Andy looked at her monitor. Her heart rate dropped.

"Her blood pressure has skyrocketed and she reacted to the anesthesia. She's changing colors." Andy felt her pulse.

"There's nothing we can do."

"Nothing you can do!" George was standing behind Andy. "You're a doctor. You're supposed to do something!"

"Yes, but not at this point. If we give her anything, she just might react to the doses and we'll have a new problem on our hands. She's at the end of her seizure. She's going to make it." She turned to the nurse. "You said she reacted to the anesthesia?"

"Yes," the nurse was pressing button on her monitor once her seizure resided.

"But George, you said she wasn't allergic to anything at all."

"She's not. She can eat anything. Take anything. She's perfect all the way. Healthy all the way. Never smoked a day in her life. Never did drugs. Never drunk a beer. She's a vegetarian. She exercises. How can this happen?"

"I don't know, but we'll find out."

Dana was waiting for Andy down by her office. Lana was watching her every second. Dana would just stare back. Lu came down and handed Lana a patient's file. Lu was about to head back to her office, but decided to talk.

"Hey," Lu said.

"Hey," Dana said.

"Waiting for Andy?"

"Yeah,"

"Why Dana? I mean, what's the point in starting some mess that will not cease."

"Look Lu, I'm not trying to start mess. I just want to talk to Andy like two consenting adults. You don't have to worry and call the police."

"Whoa, what's with the sarcasm? I did that for you. Look, I don't want anything between us. You're still my friend Dana, but the things you did were way out of line. But I'm not the one you need to ask for forgiveness."

"Lu, go please. I appreciate your so called wisdom, but I don't think I'm going to need it." She smiled and laughed. And then hugged Lu. "Get going. You have patients waiting. You know how they are when they have to wait."

"Muggy."

"Right," Just as Lu was leaving Andy was coming back to her office. "See you Lu." Lu nodded and walked up to Andy and whispered something in her ear. Andy stared at Dana as she talked. Andy said something back and Lu said something back that to respond to Andy's question. Andy sighed and walked over to Dana.

"Come in." The two women stepped into her office.