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Melanie grabbed her bag and made her way outside her apartment. She stood outside her apartment staring at Flack's door. She thought of the interaction they had the night before. She had her keys in hand just in case he came flying out of his place. She would have an excuse and say she was just leaving and locking up, but for 5 minutes he never came. She felt like a total idiot. Yeah, there was that flirting but that's just how guys and girls are. Flirting is a natural mechanism, atleast that's what she told herself. She started to give up, if any of the neighbors saw her she'd feel ever more foolish. She finally turned around and went to lock her door. She heard whistling behind her. It was a low yet sweet tune. She decided to ignore it and continued.

"Looking for me?" Flack appeared from the corner.

"Don't flatter yourself detective, I'm leaving for work." Melanie replied as she threw her keys in her bag.

"Sure, that's what they all say." Flack was so into himself.

"So, you stalk the women of this apartment often?" She began to joke around.

"Only the really pretty ones." Flack leaned against the wall trying to size her up.

"Trying to make me blush? It won't work."

"Just busting your chops really. I actually wanted to catch you." Flack moved up closer to her. Their bodies were only a foot a part and she could feel his breathe.

"Why?" Tiffany mumbled. She was about to lean in closer.

"To thank you, for the millionth time about my phone."

"It was no big deal, honestly." She pulled away.

"You kidding me? I would of had to hear so much shit from the department if I lost it."

"Well then, happy to help." She seemed genuine.

"How can I thank you?"

"You act like I saved your someone's life or your job. Just drop it."

"Feisty. I like that. How about coffee. You do drink coffee?" Flack made a face.

"I do, but I can't now. I really have to go to work. Goodbye detective."

"I like it when you call me detective. Makes me sound all powerful and hot."

"You are so full of yourself. I call you that because it's what you are." When really just saying his name drove her up the wall. She needed to get out of their fast.

"Maybe we'll bump into each other again sometime."

"Sure, some other time." Melanie turned around around and hid the smile that was plastered on her face.

"And what do I owe the pleasure of you visiting me at my office?" Melanie walked up behind Mac.

"Oh you scared me!" Mac laughed. "Can't I just want to see you?"

"You saw me last night." Melanie reasoned.

"Three years of you being away in various parts of Europe, and I don't get to miss you?"

"Of course you can miss me, but I'm busy." Melanie threw a pile of folders on her desk.

"You have any surgeries lined up today?"

"Um, not really. Mostly follow-ups and new patients." She flipped through five folders.

"Then lets go to dinner."

"I can't." She replied not even daring to meet his eyes

"Why are you avoiding me?"

"Look uncle Mac, I'm adjusting to New York again."

"I get it, you wanna get in a comfort zone."

"Exactly, besides I'm going to see pop tonight."

"How is your grandfather?" Mac sounded worried.

"On the verge of another stroke, I just need to be with him now. I was gone too long."

"Tell him I say hi, would you?"

"Of course. And maybe you should visit one day." Melanie carelessly smiled.

"I will." Mac grabbed a hold of her and hugged her.

Melanie rested her head on Mac's shoulder. She did miss her uncle, but she just need to get back on track again.

Melanie sat there twirling her hair as she filled out some forms. She forgot how boring the office part of her job could be. She clicked her pen in unison with the taping of her foot. She missed London. Right now she would either be teaching a seminar or doing some radical surgery. She hated the fact that she came home, but she had to. Plus she got to meet Flack, there was always a silver lining. "Stop thinking about him!" She had to pull her focus back on work. Once she was done with her paper work she could do a round and go home. "Just concentrate." But who could when thoughts of the blue eyed detective swirled around hopelessly in her mind.

An hour later and she finally finished the mountain of paper work that engulfed her desk. She walked around the second floor and checked on all her patients. Most of them just complained of minor pains or wanted more meds, but she couldn't give them anything else. She moved her neck from side to side trying to get the kink out. She made her way to the first floor for her last round, home was insight.

She walked into Mr. Zobreski room. He was a 65 year old war vet who had more aliments then a medical textbook. The only thing that got him by the rough days were his charm and sense of humor. He had two kids. One son worked on Wall Street and never visited and his daughter was a school teacher down in Texas who could barely afford the plane ticket up. Melanie had casual conversations with him that usually ended in a pleaded marriage proposal to replace his late wife. She always giggle and said that one day their time would come. She just didn't have the heart to tell a cute old man no.

"How are we doing tonight Arthur?"

"Eh, I've been better." He pushed the sleep out of his eyes.

"How's that heart of yours?"

"Slowly beating, but only for you my dear." He chuckled.

"As long as it's beating, we're still in business." She smiled back at him.

"Well I hate to be a third wheel here." A voice from a distance called out.

"Hey Donnie!"

"You two know each other."

"Arthur here, was friends with my grandfather." Flack emerged from the hall.

"We lived on the same block when I came over to America." He replied in between coughs. "Donnie, I want you to meet my future wife."

"Replacing Mary already?"

"It's been 15 years boy. I need me some young action."

Melanie turned a shade of red as both boys laughed.

"Well Arthur, I hate to break it to you, but I know her already."

"You always beat me to the punch with the pretty ones Donnie."

"I've had my eye on this one ever since she came back Arthur. She's a feisty one."

"I'll let you have her then Donnie, you two look good together."

"I'll let you two talk." Melanie tried to escape the room that was now spinning.

"Don't go too far Mel, I want to talk to you." He grabbed her arm and their eyes met. They had a tense stare.

"Listen, if it's about this phone bullshit just stop."

"Nah, it's something else."

"See you later sweet cheeks!" Arthur yelled out as Melanie left the room in a state of confusion.

They spent an hour talking. That was one hour long than Melanie wanted to stay. She began to grow flustered and red. She grabbed her bag and ran into the room.

"Visiting hours are almost over. I'd hate to cut you guys short." She was lying.

"Alright Arthur, I'll be back soon to see you again." Flack waved as he left the room.

"So, what do you want, so I can go home." Melanie had urgency in her voice.

"Jeez, you get right down to it, don't you. No foreplay?"

"I'm tired and want to go home." She was whining.

"Mac told me you had a Harley for sale."

"And?"

"And, I'm interested."

"So you had to make me wait an hour for you to ask me about a bike? You're pissing me off now."

"I thought maybe if i asked you in person, you'd negotiate the price with me." Flack gave up his cover.

"Just take it."

"What!" Flack was excited and nervous at the same time.

"Take it, I need it off my hands."

"You don't just give that kind of bike away for free."

"I bought it for my boyfriend for his birthday, but as you know we're broken up."

"And you just had it sitting around for three years."

"My heart wasn't in the right place to sell it before I left." She was hurt.

"I'm sorry. But look, I can't take it for free, it'll just be another thing to make up to you."

"Okay put it this way. Take the bike for free. I'm sure down the road I will need you someday, for something. Then, it will be fully paid off."

"So you need me, huh?" Flack raised his eyebrows.

"Oh shut up." Melanie smack him as she walked away. She was so taken by him. It was getting harder and harder to give him the cold shoulder. She felt the heat before and wanted to kiss him, she just hoped that he didn't notice her totally crushing out on him.

"Mark my words, you will let me thank you, in someway!"