Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Just the same thing you read over and over again in every fic.

Warning: This takes place in Season 12, so if you don't know what happens it will ruin everything.

This is my first fic so...

Anyway, I want to thank Eva Cale for her support and help with this fic. And also Kira (elohimdancer319) for her help as well with grammar mistakes. English isn't my main language so I do apologize for any mistakes I might've missed. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy! Please review!

A week has gone by just like nothing. I go to work as usual and find thatLuka is in a meeting with Clemente and Kerry so I don't have to talk to him right away. Good… this new agreement is driving me crazy. Can we stay friends? That's the question I've been asking myself all along. I mean, it wasn't the first time we slept together so maybe it's not that difficult... But still some part of me wants to scream not to settle with just that.

I was taking care of a drunk patient, Glenda, when he comes in.

"Hey, Ortho is here for a tip fib…" Glenda is bleeding in her arm and he says: "Nice…"

We discuss about her condition and after a while I ask him:

"How was your little sit down with Weaver this morning?"

"Ah, she was telling me and Dr. Clemente how charming we are."

I have look at him to say: "Oh, really?"

I guess he noticed I was being sarcastic because he replies:

"What? You don't think I'm charming?"

Oh my God... Is he flirting?

"I think you are extremely charming. But I just also think that…"

I can't finish the statement because Glenda decides to interrupt us. After he holds Glenda's arm still he adds:

"She was telling us that we have to get along better… You know, be a better impression to our residents and be more… agreeable."

Agreeable! Luka agreeable… and with Clemente! I have to remind myself not to laugh even though a smile comes out when I say:

"Well, that's a lot to ask"

"You don't think I'm agreeable?"

"I think you are agreeable, yeah…"

What am I supposed to say? And he says:

"Yeah, but you still think I'm full of…"

Glenda cuts the conversation again after she slaps me in the head. He is called in for a consult and I was left alone with Glenda just thinking about what just happened. Is this how it's going to be now?

The rest of the day was really hasty, specially when I have to present to both, Clemente and Luka, who in their agreeable contest almost cause Glenda to bleed to death into her head. So instead of giving them the chance to do the same with a five year old boy I present the case in a way they don't have nothing to object. Well, I actually didn't give them the chance. I was getting tired of the agreeability between the two of them.

Anyway, besides my patients there was something else going on that day which turned out to be more important. Michael was back from Iraq. Neela and him had decided to get married that day and after arranging all the details I ended up agreeing to be their Maid of Honor. I had to go back home to change or I would have to wear the same clothes I used all day to work. I was trying to discharge all my patients to Ray but I wasn't able to find him anywhere and it was then when Luka came and walked me out while I presented him the cases.

"Well, presented plan by the way."

He is talking about my presentation on Stewie, the five year old boy who had pneumonia.

"Yes, I had to do something."

And I'm looking at him smiling and he is freezing only with his lab coat so he is moving to keep himself warm.

"Well, like you said I'm not very good at being agreeable"

"I didn't say that!" I have to defend myself…

"You implied it!" He says…

"I said it was a lot to ask… and it turns out I was right not that I'm happy about it."

"Yeah, of course not…" And I'm staring at him… thanks God he was looking at the floor so he didn't realize.

Then it hits me: "And I'm really late… Are you coming to this wedding? It's in the hospital's chapel…"

I had walked to the middle of the ambulance bay, and I was waiting for him to answer.

"I don't know… lot's of things to finish up… see you in the reception, yeah?"

"Right"

I turn around and start walking really fast because Neela is going to kill me! But at the same time I'm really happy because he is going to the reception. What's going on with me! I keep flirting at him and we are supposed to stay just friends… How long can I pull this up?