A/N – My initials are SM but unfortunately I am not Stephanie Meyers, but these characters belong to her. I just like making stories about them. Enjoy my pretties!
Chapter 3 – Sweet Dreams
ClairePOV
"Oh no, oh crap!" I stumbled out of bed after realizing I had slept through my alarm. No shower this morning, I was going to be late for work if I didn't hurry up. I ran down the stairs, grabbed a cup of coffee (thank God for automatic coffee makers), picked up an apple and ran out the door.
This was the third time in the past two weeks this has happened. What is going on with me? Geez. I started up my truck and waited for the window to clear. I guess I really shouldn't be questioning myself. I knew why I was sleeping through my alarms. Dreams that made me not want to wake up were making everything around me disappear.
As I backed out of my driveway I was taken back to my dream that had thrown me for a loop this morning.
I was in that place again. That place where you're not sure if you're really dreaming or if you're awake. It was sunny and so warm and I was sitting on the logs down by La Push. Everyone was there. It was like everyone that I loved had decided it was the perfect day at the beach.
Suddenly Quil runs up to me and grabs my hand. We take off running into the woods like we always used to. We run down the path to the cliffs where everyone always jumps from. Instead of the cliffs at the end of the trail there is a small field where there are hundreds of sunflowers, too tall to see over. Quil covers my eyes as he pushes us through the field. I feel out in front of me until there are no more sunflowers to go through, Quil uncovers my eyes and then,
I wake up.
Yes, it always ends that way when I am with Quil in my dreams. I'm always left red faced and frustrated. Damn.
I pulled into the hospital and parked in the back lot. Open my door and step in a puddle. Yep, it's definitely going to be one of those days.
I rush into the back door of the ER three minutes before my shift is to start. So much for report, I'll have to get a quick run-down from Amy since she has been here all night.
"Ok Ms. I'm too good to get out of bed on time, here's your list of current patients. There are only eight rooms full this morning; hopefully it stays that way for you." Amy said as she slid the clipboard to me with a smile on her face.
"Please tell me there's coffee someplace close, I finished my cup from home in about five minutes after pulling out of the driveway." I whimper to her as I thumb through the paperwork.
She brought me a cup of coffee, gave me a quick smile, grabbed her jacket and ran out. I grab my clip board and head off to start my rounds.
About 3 hours later, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket.
"Good morning/afternoon Bear, hope you slept well. Are you busy tonight?" – Quil
I smile and click a quick response back – "Good morning, I slept ok. I'm not busy tonight I get off at 7, what you have in mind?"
"You'll just have to wait to find out. See you around 8." Quil sent back.
I closed my phone and smiled. I'll tell you that boy will be the death of me.
I closed my eyes for only a brief second and I heard the most dreaded sound you can here when you're on the ER floor. The emergency code in the hospital went off in one of my rooms. I rushed back to room 6 where I heard tons of commotion. As I walked in, there was a very red faced, sweating woman giving me the death stare. I knew that look. I've seen it many, many times. There was about to be an extra person in this room if I didn't call the OBGYN right then. I called Dr. White and rushed back to the woman's side. I told her to breathe and everything would be fine. I knew that as soon as the appropriate people came I would be able to step back and just observe.
I heard nearing footsteps and I knew that Dr. White was very close. I turned to go to the door and I came to face to face with these piercing blue eyes.
I stepped back. "You're not Dr. White" I squeaked, not taking my eyes off of the ocean deep eyes.
"No, Dr. White was unable to come in tonight, I'm Dr. Bradley," the Greek God said to me.
"Oh, well this is Mrs. Tanous, she is 8 ½ months pregnant and I believe she is ready for you." I said as I nearly tripped over myself trying to get out of the way.
"Well I don't have anyone to assist me, would you like to stay and help? I do believe that this little baby is ready to be here any moment." He questioned while looking up from under his eyelashes.
"I would love to." I beamed. I have never been asked to assist and it was always a dream of mine to help.
"Well all right then." He turned and looked at Mrs. Tanous, "Well Mrs. Tanous, lets have a baby." He turned back to me and began to suit up.
I looked at him and turned to grab a gown. He looked at me out of the corner of his eye and I saw a small smile play across his lips.
I was in major trouble.
Mr. Eye Candy was the devil in the flesh.
I glanced at Dr. Bradley, he glanced back at me as we turned to help Mrs. Tanous. I felt those eyes slice right through me.
I was definitely in trouble.