Mistletoe Mishap
zeilfanaat
Disclaimer: "Doc" is not mine. It is produced by Dave Alan Johnson & Gary R. Johnson. No infringement intended.
A/N: Thanks Trinitystargazer3!! Sorry it took me a while to continue posting. Have been away from the computer for a few days. Haha, yes, the three of them together is a dangerous combination indeed. But for whom...? :D Enjoy this next chapter!
* * * Part 4 * * *
The door of the clinic opened, and Nancy and Clint walked in, shaking off the snow flakes.
"It's either rain or snow these days," Nancy said. "Thanks for the ride."
"It's no problem," Clint said, sending Nancy a warm smile, which she returned. As Nancy put her coat on the hanger, Clint looked around.
"Say, is it me, or is it quiet around here?"
Nancy looked around too, and frowned. "It is not just you. It is quiet around here."
Clint shrugged. "Maybe they're already in the conference room?"
* * *
Meanwhile in the conference room, Donna, Derek and Tippy were waiting, listening carefully for the couple to arrive. Hearing footsteps nearing the room, Derek quickly sat down in the chair right in front of the door. Donna stood closer to her normal seat at the head of the long table.
They heard Nancy and Clint's voices, and soon the footsteps closed in. As soon as the white of a lab coat was visible, Donna nodded.
Immediately, Derek shoved his chair back, cutting off one of the paths. Tippy quickly turned towards the door, 'accidentally' dropping a stack of papers. Both actions effectively stopped the footsteps... right in the door opening…
"Just what is going on here?!"
Donna put her face in her hands, Derek gulped, imitating a fish gasping for breath. Chuckles could be heard from the side door. Tippy stood wide-eyed, face to face with… "Doctor Crane! But, where…how… what… where are Nancy and doctor Cassidy?" the receptionist stammered.
Impatiently, the doctor pointed to the side door on his right. "Right there."
Tippy swivelled around, seeing both Nancy and Clint smile at her widely. Nancy gave her a small wave.
"But, but, but, but how?" Derek asked.
"We thought it was a little too quiet, figured we were late, so took the short route," Clint explained with a shrug, although he had a hard time hiding his amusement at the disappointed faces of their co-workers.
"Now could someone please tell me what is going on here?" an annoyed Oliver Crane asked.
"Oh, I… let me just get rid of this paper," Tippy said. Impatiently, Crane waited for Tippy to gather the scattered paper. Rising again, she stood once more face to face with the man.
"Ahem, I believe there's something you should do," Nancy said, still smiling widely.
Doctor Crane raised his eyebrow, unsure at what she meant. Tippy however knew exactly what the nurse had meant, and closed her eyes. This was not what she had had in mind at all!! At Crane's confused look, Nancy pointed upwards. Raising his line of vision, his eyes widened in understanding as he saw the branch of mistletoe. Derek quickly hid a smile.
"You have got to be kidding me," doctor Crane said.
"Now, now, Oliver, it is tradition, you know," Derek said, attempting a straight face.
Oliver Crane rolled his eyes, sighed, then looked at the usually chipper woman in front of him. Tippy looked up at him with apprehension.
"Oh, fine," Oliver said.
"Oh, oh my," Tippy muttered.
Quickly, the two gave each other a kiss, then stepped back, both glad to have it over and done with.
"Well, that certainly was one of the most interesting starts of a staff meeting," Clint said.
Donna had meanwhile decided it was time to get back to the order of the day. "Ok, if everyone can find a seat, lets get started."
TBC