Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

by writingforfun47

Sarah Reese ran away from Connor a year ago, ran away from their marriage after a terrible tragedy. What happens when she returns to Chicago to work alongside Connor? Will they get together again or will this be the ending of Rheese?

1. Chapter 1

Chapter One

The busy street life of Chicago had been something I had deeply missed in this year I had spent in New York. The boxes in the back of the car clattered around, as I made a u-turn onto my street, where I would now live. I was actually coming back to Chicago, after a year being interim Head of Trauma at Lenox Hill. I was going to work in Chicago Med, I was going to work with my husband again. It had been a whole year since I had seen Connor,a whole year since I had walked out of our family home… our marriage.

I unlocked the pale yellow door to my new home. I sighed inwardly, there was definitely no going back now. I missed Connor, I missed the scent of his cologne when I walked through the door, how he always made me coffee in bed every morning, even when he had just walked in from a night shift. I wondered how he was going to react now I'm back.

I started work tomorrow, trauma attending at Chicago Med, aged 30. Having finished school at aged 14 and then gone directly to university, I had never really had time to make close friends, but Connor had been different, is different. We had met in Mexico, it had been a late night, the beach bar had been crammed full, but there he was sitting in the corner sipping his scotch. We could just say that the rest is history… that was until two years ago, when everything changed.

As I laid out my scrubs for the next day, I hoped that everything would be ok and Connor wouldn't be too upset when he saw me again. Or that the memories I had buried didn't resurface. Pushing those thoughts out of my mind, I turned off the small lamp by my bed and settled down for a restless night. The knowledge that tomorrow I would see Connor consuming me.

I awoke to the piercing sound of my alarm, the 5am wake up call was something I am sure I will never get used to. As I threw on my scrubs and put my hair into a messy bun, I took some calming breaths preparing myself for the day ahead. Grabbing my travel mug full of coffee, on the way out of the door, I drove off to Chicago Med Emergency Centre. Towards Connor.

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