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!
When I woke up the next morning I found him looking at me.
"Good morning" he says.
"Hi… what time is it?"
He looks at my alarm clock and says: "6 am"
"Good. I'm on at 8 and you?"
"Me too. Want some breakfast?"
"I would if there was anything to eat actually. I'm sorry, I was going to go shopping yesterday but with the wedding and all didn't make it."
"Ok, so how about we have breakfast at Ike's?"
"I like the idea." I smile and then our lips meet for the first time since I woke up.
I look up at him again and say:
"Wanna take a shower?"
He grins with the smile that makes me melt and nods excitedly.
We take the shower, which took longer than it should've, so we need to hurry if we actually want to get something to eat before work. Thanks God, his car is parked outside so not even 10 minutes later we are parking it in front of Ike's for some breakfast. After the orders have been issued, I look at him and say…
"So…"
"What?" he is looking at me trying to identify the question.
"About last night…" I say…
I'm not sure how to put it. I want to make sure we are in the same page about what happened and I don't want more friendship talks in the future.
"Yeah…?"
"Well, I don't know… it was wonderful. I just want to know what's going to happen now. And please don't tell me you want to be just friends because you are so dead!"
He laughs at that and I can't help but join him.
"I don't want us to be just friends, I never wanted to. I agreed because that's what you said. I was just trying to find a way to tell you how I felt about it all."
He was? Oh my God...
"Oh… that's funny… I was trying to do the same thing!"
We look at each other.
"Thanks God we didn't stick to it then!" he says.
"Yeah!"
Our orders arrive and as we are having breakfast we see Neela and Michael come through the door. I wave at Neela who sits next to me.
"Hey! I wasn't expecting you here." She says.
"Well, my fridge was empty and I found Luka already here."
Good Lord, I'm grateful my brain is still working after just a sip of coffee. I look up at Luka searching for some sort of approval but he is just smiling at me. We talked about the wedding and as we are about to finish our breakfast my pager beeps. Two seconds later Luka's, closely followed by Neela's.
"So… duty calls…" I mumble as I'm trying to take a last sip of my coffee.
We all walk to the ER. Michael says goodbye to his wife and to us.
The following two weeks with Luka where just amazing. When we weren't at work we where at his place or mine just talking, watching movies, having fun. I wasn't sure how everything turned out to be so perfect all of a sudden. I'm happy. I found myself smiling while walking to the El or when I was examining a chart. And I wasn't the only one, I found Luka doing the same thing one night. We were on the night shift and he was doing some paperwork in the lounge. I walked in for some coffee to find him smiling at a chart.
"What's so funny?"
"What?" I just startled him, he didn't even noticed I had come in.
"The chart… what so funny? Because I don't remember them being interesting at all."
"Actually it wasn't the chart I was thinking about."
"It wasn't?" I ask him wanting to know the answer.
I had walked over to the coffee machine and he was now standing next to me.
"No… it wasn't. I was thinking about the night when Neela and Gallant got married."
"You were? Any part in particular?" I say in my best flirting mode.
"Well, yeah… I was thinking in how we got from the car to your bed in less than five minutes."
I had to laugh but not for long. His hands where on my waist and the next thing I know our lips meet in a sweet and passionate kiss. I know that hadn't we been in the lounge things would've probably progressed to something that required less clothing but I needed to get back to work and he needed to finish his paperwork. And thanks God we parted because ten seconds later Morris was coming into the lounge asking about something.