Ah! Comments! Hehe, they're so nice guys! Thanks so much! I'll be able to update a lot this week because I'm on spring break.

Thanks for the support for Loreali's character. I'm basing her off of me (No joke, down to the point about the grandmother's pizza rolls. You'll see what I mean in this chapter.). Which is odd, I guess. Lol.

I'm thinking of starting another Numb3rs fic. Except it'll be a totally different time and I'll have another romance between Charlie and an OC (I love Charlie if you can't tell). Just seeing if you guys would enjoy something like that!

Here you go!

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Chapter 5

Two weeks later, she danced around her office to Wicked. She looked in the mirror for the tenth time and checked her hair. Charlie was coming for his check-up and she was hoping to ask him out. She turned off her stereo and walked out to the nurse's desk to check on some paper work.

Christy noticed that Loreali was especially perky. "Hey, Loreali. Do you have ants in your pants or what? You're really jumpy. Oh, I know. Mr. I-Have-Amazing-Curls is coming." Loreali promptly smacked Christy on the arm and walked to another patient's room.

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In the Waiting Room

Charlie sat fidgeting his hands constantly. As the last week passed, Loreali and he spent more and more time together and they really hadn't had a break from seeing her until a few days ago when he was sent home. He had missed her greatly.

Alan had taken Charlie to the doctor and even while he was reading his paper, he could tell Charlie was nervous. "You all right, Charlie?"

"Yeah. I'm fine. Why?" Charlie replied.

"You're fidgeting and the only time you fidget is when you're nervous. And you're never nervous about going to the doctor. So what's up?"

"It's nothing," Charlie sighed.

"Oohhhh. I bet I know what it is," Alan exclaimed and sat the newspaper down on his lap, looking over his reading glasses. "Is it your doctor?"

"No," Charlie shot back. Alan looked at him suspiciously. "Well, maybe."

"Mhmm. That's what I thought." Alan began to read the paper again.

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Fifteen minutes later

Loreali walked to the door of Charlie's room. Her hands were slightly shaking as she retrieved the clip board full of papers. As she gently knocked, she entered the room and gave a bright smile to Charlie.

"Hi Charlie," she said in an almost whisper.

"Hi," he replied. He thought this moment was for some reason, extremely awkward. "How are you?"

"Exhausted," she replied. "I've had a lot of patients since you've left. It's gotten really crazy."

She performed the routine check up and told him that he'd need to come back in two weeks. She was writing things down on the clip board and remembered why she was so nervous. She was going to ask him out, but where? He really can't do much. Then an idea popped into her head.

"Oh, um, Charlie?" She asked quietly.

"Yeah?" He looked up from his broken leg.

"I didn't know if maybe you wanted to get together sometime. I know you're broken leg gives us a trillion limitations, but I have an idea. I really miss spending time with you...," she trailed off and looked down to the floor. Her greatest fear was always rejection.

He smiled, "Sure. I miss spending time with you, too. I just don't know what we could do."

"Well, I was thinking you could come over to my place. I'd fix dinner and we could have a movie night or something."

Charlie wasn't sure how to reply. He really hadn't been asked out that much. "Ok, that's sounds good. When though?"

"Uh, how about a week from Friday? That'll give you enough time for some recovery. I'll call you and we'll plan what time you should come over."

"Ok, Loreali. That sounds amazing." He smiled again and grabbed his crutches. She helped him up from the chair and opened the door.

"See you later," she said as she walked away from his room.

As Charlie walked out into the waiting room, his father noticed he had a dreamy smile on his face. "Charlie, uh, you alright?"

"Yeah Dad, just fine. You know what?"

"What?"

"I just earned myself a date with one of the most amazing women in the world."

Alan laughed and they walked out of the practice together.

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The Friday Night

While singing Josh Groban (another man with amazing curls), Loreali stepped out of the shower and cover her petite frame with a soft towel. She walked to her walk-in closet and opened the large, ornate doors and turned on the light.

She scanned her walls of clothes and grunted. "Damn it! Why is it every time I have a date or something I can never find anything to wear."

Then, she knew the perfect outfit. She grabbed her favorite, low-cut jeans that were distressed looking and a baby pink polo shirt. Quickly, she dressed as she sang "You Raise Me Up."

After she was done blow drying her hair and putting on make-up, she began the dinner. She thought that her grandmother's pizza rolls would be perfect for the occasion. She quickly made the pizza rolls with her skilled, small, delicate hands and put them into the oven.

She looked at the clock on the stove and set the timer. As she looked at her watch, the door bell rang. She smoothed her shirt and checked her hair and make-up in a small mirror.

Then she put on a smile to hide how amazingly nervous she was and opened the door.

Haha! Cliffhanger!