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"Still not here?" Chuny asked Haleh. She had been staring at the entrance since Abby had left them to talk with Neela.
"No, he must be damn busy…" Suddenly her eyes lit up. "Oh, here he comes. Finally! He sure knows "
"Haleh." Frank came closer to the nurse and put his hand on her shoulder. "Had Kovac known that you were so desperately waiting for him to show up, he would have come earlier." His little jest made Chuny and Jerry chuckled. Haleh shook her head.
"Oh yeah... Blah blah blah, Frank." With a shrug, the nurse turned her attention to Luka.
"Well now that he is finally here, we have something to entertain ourselves."
"Haleh, this is a wedding. There are plenty of fun things to do." Chuny noted. "Didn't we speak about leaving Abby and Luka by themselves for the evening?"
"Yeah we did. But as they are both here, it can't hurt watching them..." Haleh answered. Her friends laughed. "What is wrong with that?"
"Nothing is wrong." Frank and Jerry exchanged knowing looks. "This is totally normal."
"Completely." Chuny agreed, winking at the men.
"Hmm, it's a pity he wears a lab coat the whole day…" Haleh sighed.
"Well, it's better than scrubs!" Chuny remarked.
"I don't know with scrubs, we could better see his…"
"Ladies, please!" Frank lifted his right hand. "I thought we had agreed that those discussions were only to be held with no man present." Both women smirked at their colleagues.
"That's true, Haleh. We shouldn't forget that they have fragile egos. You know they're getting older..." Chuny reminded the other woman.
"Yeah, mock us. That's fine. Jerry, some women just can't appreciate what they have."
"Oh, but we appreciate. That's one fine piece of doctor." Haleh laughed as Frank rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Yeah, whatever. Is Kovac still talking with Neela and Michael? I can't see him from here."
"Yes, he is. But he has discreetly been where Abby was. I think it won't be long before he join her for a little chat." Chuny observed.
"Oh I think, I need to chat with her too." In a second Haleh was gone.
"Haleh!" Chuny called after her.
"She's hopeless." Frank sighed as he watched her reach Abby. "You realize that if those two hook up again, we have lost her forever."
"Do you think they will cut the cake soon?"
"I have no clue." Abby looked at her friend and wondered where this question had come from. "Why don't you ask Neela?"
"I don't want to bother her on her wedding day. It sure looks yummy." She smiled and she sat down next to her.
"What the cake?" Abby disbelieving wondered. Haleh cheerfully nodded and for the life of her, the young woman couldn't understand the sudden enthusiasm.
"Yeah!" Haleh hadn't listened to the question. Her shout came as she finally saw Luka making his way towards them.
"I guess so, if you're into that kind of things." Abby giggled at her friend's apparent eagerness for cake.
"Oh Dr. Kovac! What took you so long?" She smiled as he joined them. Abby turned around, pleased by his presence.
"I tried to save Maureen the temp from Clemente's clutches." His eyes were full of mischief. "But I must say that sadly I failed." He theatrically sighed. "I need a beer to get over that."
"Oh don't take it so hard." Abby giggled. "She'll survive. She is safe at County, what can happen to her?"
"Well I don't know…" He raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
"Oh Kovac, you have one dirty mind." Abby laughed at his little joke.
"You haven't seen the way, he was ogling her. You had a lucky escape."
"Define lucky?" She leaned against the counter and waited for his answer. Haleh was entranced by the little exchange. This was better than going to the movies.
"Abby, would you like to dance?" The older nurse turned around to look at the intruder. How could someone come now and disturb them? She had been waiting for something like this for weeks.
"Dance… I'm not much into dancing, Malik. Sorry!" She turned towards her friend. "Why don't you ask Haleh? She always loves to dance. Don't you?" Haleh disbelievingly looked at both of them. She sure didn't want to go dancing now. She had far better to do.
"I don't know, Malik. My feet hurt a little tonight." She looked at the male nurse and tried to get the message to him. Sadly he didn't seem to get it.
"Oh, come on. I couldn't take a second no." Malik put his hand on his heart. Haleh sighed.
"Okay, let's go." She smiled at both doctors and followed Malik's lead. As soon as she was out of hearing range, she curtly asked him. "Do you realize what you just did?"
"I invited you to dance!" The young man was taken aback by her tone.
"You prevented me from listening to them. I had a front-row seat and you took me away from it. It was getting interesting. They were definitely flirting with each other." She longingly looked back at the couple.
"Haleh, you're obsessed." Malik noted. "They were just chatting, nothing is happening. They're not even touching."
"Well, but they are damn close."
"You need to see a doctor, and by that I mean one for your head. You're scaring me."