Disclaimer: I do not own ER or any of its characters. The only one that I own is Jessica "Jess" Graham! Yeah, she came out of my head :)

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"What... What are you doing here?"

Jess couldn't believe in her own eyes. Right in front of here, a tall man stood up from the place he was sitting at the top step. At the other corner of the step there were two small travelling suitcases. Jess couldn't move, still in shock.

"I thought that I deserved at least a cheerful welcome" – the man said.

Jess smiled, finally being able to move, and looked to her shoes. His timing was amazing. She thought it would take another couple of weeks before she would see him again, but no, there he was, when she needed him the most. Jess looked up and smiled tenderly at him. Climbing the last steps quickly she went towards him and gave him a huge, tight hug.

"I missed you, Henry." – she whispered.

"Missed you too." – he whispered back, squeezing her a bit more.

She pulled away and looked at his blue eyes and light brown hair. He was gourgeous. And a successful executive. He was basically the full package. And Jess just couldn't stop wondering what he was doing dating a broken doctor like her.

"How long have you been out here?" – she asked, looking for her keys in her purse – "It's freezing."

"About two or three hours." – Henry said, and Jess looked back at him, her face completely shocked – "I have the keys to your apartment but not to this front door, I couldn't come in."

"Sorry." – Jess said, finally opening the door. – "Neela said you called me, but I had no idea you were here. If you had told her I would have come and –"

"It's no problem." – Henry interrupted – "Really. I'm fine, just need to get warm and sit down comfortably. Haven't been comfortable since I arrived here today."

"You could have gone to a hotel. There was no need to see me today."

"I wanted to."

Jess smiled at him and blushed a little. They climbed the stairs in silence and got to her apartment. Opening the door quickly she let them inside of the warm apartment. Henry let out a pleased 'aaah' and threw himself on the couch.

"Warmth. Soft place to sit." – he said and smiled at her.

"You're such a drama queen." – Jess said and gave him an ironic smile. She took her coat off and placed it on a chair, while throwing her keys over the table.

"So, today, when I called the hospital..." – Henry started while Jess opened the door of her fridge and looked inside. – "I talked to Neela, you know. She said she didn't know where you were."

"Yeah, I was already out. But she caught me while I was walking by the lake." – Jess said and closed the fridge door after taking two bottles out. She took one to herself and offered one to Henry, while sitting down.

"Thanks." – he said, taking the bottle – "Yeah well, the thing is... I told her that maybe Luka knew where you were but she told me it was probably not a good idea to ask him."

"Smart girl, Neela." – she said, sitting down.

"So..."

"So what?"

"What happened?"

"Sorry?"

"Oh, come on. Stop playing. What happened between you and Luka?"

"Nothing" – Jess said, with confidence, but without looking into his eyes.

"Stop it. Really. You know you can tell me."

Jess let out a sound, showing that the situation was bothering her.

"I don't wanna talk about it."

Henry rolled his eyes. He watched her for a moment while she let the bottle into her mouth, slowly sipping the liquid inside of it. He knew her well enough to know that the memory of whatever happened made her upset but he was determined to find out what it was.

"Fine then. I guess I'll just have to ask Luka."

She gave him one of her glares, one of those that madee anyone feel cold inside. He thought about how he missed teasing her. "She is so pretty when she's angry." And then he smiled at how cliche that thought was.

"Don't you dare. I mean it." – she really did.

"Just tell me then." – he wasn't going to lose this one.

Jess thought for a moment. She really wasn't in the mood to remember everything that happened. She knew that it wasn't a big deal, but still... When it comes to Luka, everything is a big deal.

"Fine." – she breathed deeply, rolled her eyes and finished her drink. She placed the empty bottle on the small table in front of her and looked at Henry. "We had a fight."

"What's new?" – Henry knew Jess and Luka quite well to know that, even though they were great friends, they fought all the time.

"Well... This was a big one."

"It always is..."

"No! This really was a big one." – Jess stared her hands and then raised her eyes at Henry – "We don't have a normal conversation since two months ago."

Alright, that was new. Jess and Luka had a big history of fighting and making up again, but the making up part was always very quick. They never stood two months without talking to each other properly.

"Wow. Hm... And why did you guys fight in first place?"

"Ah, it was about patient care. He knew that I was right but he wouldn't admit, would he?" – she knew that Henry was about to yell at her for fighting with him for such a stupid thing, so she completed – "Well, that was at first, of course."

"Ah, better. And what happened then?"

"Let's just say that we were both very stressed and said things that shouldn't be said. In front of everyone, I must say."

"Which things? Personal things?"

"Yeah... That too."

"What did you say? Or better, what did he say to you?"

"I can't say it. Really. I can't tell you that."

"What? Is it serious?"

"It's just..." – Jess stared at her hands once again – "It's between me and Luka."

Jess knew that just by saying that Henry would understand that she didn't want too and couldn't talk about what exactly they said to each other. She was still mad at Luka, but he was her best friend, the one that she knew that could count on. She couldn't tell Henry what she yelled at him that day. Not what she yelled at him in front of everybody, because that was OK. But what she yelled at him when they were fighting inside that suture room, only the two of them. In fact, she was just mad. She didn't mean what she said. And she hoped that he didn't mean what he said to her too.

"Let's go to bed?" – she raised from her seat and offered a hand to Henry – "I'm exhausted."