Disclaimer: I'm sorry to say that I still don't own them.
A/N: Thanks to everyone for the reviews. Sorry this has taken so long to update. I know where I'm taking it in the long run, but just how to get there I haven't yet figured out. If you would like to be my beta or my "wall", help me bounce ideas around, let me know.
Fight the Current
She was drowning, being pulled under by the current of his strength and her own helplessness. She tried to cry out, to fight, to do something to save herself, but his hands expertly held her and pushed her further under the water. "Wherever you go, there I'll be," he hissed. His hands worked a binding around her, wrapping her like an ancient Egyptian mummy. "I'm always watching you, you can't hide from me Lilly Jane Reddecar." She couldn't answer, her face was covered in water.
She sat bolt upright in bed, mouth open as if to scream, cheeks wet with tears, body tightly wrapped in a tangle of sheets. She was breathing hard as though she had just run a long distance, and as she unwrapped herself she wondered why she had dreamt about it that night. Then she remembered Kyle's hands on her shoulders, his mouth gentle on hers, and she understood. She glanced at her alarm clock and realized it was just after 3:00 in the morning. She also knew she wouldn't be getting any more sleep that night, so she rose and pulled clothes out of the dresser drawers. If she wasn't going to be well rested she may as well let someone else catch some well-deserved sleep.
When she pulled into the St. Mike's parking lot she was struck by how deserted it was. There were very few cars parked outside the emergency doors, even fewer at the main entrance. When she stepped out of her car she was struck by the quiet. The only sound was the wind blowing the "St. Michael's Hospital" sign against it's post. She hated this kind of silence, she always had a radio on in her house when she was home alone, which was almost always. It had been this quiet the night… At that thought Lilly shivered and hurried inside the building.
The first person she saw was the usual night receptionist. The second person she saw was Kyle. He was meandering down the hallway toward the front desk, and when he saw her he stopped dead and stared. "Good evening, Dr. McCardy," she said coolly.
"Lilly, I didn't think you were working tonight," he said seeming flustered.
"I wasn't, but I decided to come in and let someone else get some sleep. Looks like it's your lucky day, make sure to sign off the time clock before you leave." She turned and hurried toward the locker room.
"But I'm on for a 24 hour shift!" he called after her.
"Consider it an early Christmas present," she called over her shoulder.
"Its August!"
"Damn it Kyle, go home!" She was stunned, not only by the coldness in her voice, but by a gentle hand resting on her shoulder.
"Lilly…" His voice was quiet so that no one else would hear. "Is something wrong?"
"How did you catch up to me?" she asked to avoid the question.
"I have longer legs," he said with a gentle smile. Then he repeated, "What's going on with you?"
"Nothing," she said briskly. She did not, however, pull away from his touch. She was surprised to realize that it felt good to have someone touch her, to have someone worry about her well being. It had been a long time since she had that, since she had allowed herself to have that.
"Is this about, what happened this afternoon? Because I'm sorry…"
"In case you hadn't realized, the whole world doesn't revolve around you!" She yanked away from him and started back down the hall. "Go home Dr. McCardy, and I don't want to hear another word about it." She opened the door to the locker room, slipped inside, and shut the door without a sound.
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