Sorry I've taken so long to update.

A bit of a shorter chapter this time but I promise I'll update soon.

Hope you like it, even if it's kind of a filler.

"So I didn't actually kill him, right?" I asked again, leaning over the nurse's desk. Mrs. Rhodes looked up at me with tired and irritated brown eyes. Her hair was short and black, and her skin was much darker than Nudge's. I felt like she told me once where she served in the army as a nurse but she was long since retired and I'd long since forgotten.

"Max, do you think I'd be sitting here talking to you if you'd just killed your roommate?" Her voice was drawling with annoyance as she spoke to me, one eyebrow raised slightly. If I'm being honest, I didn't know how to answer her question.

"I think it would be entirely possible." I finally responded and she rolled her eyes, standing with her clipboard as she moved towards a coffee machine in the corner.

"You didn't kill him and to be honest, I don't think you were the one who knocked him out either."

"What do you mean?"

The nurse opened her mouth like she was going to say something but she quickly shut it. I think she forgot I wasn't one of her co-workers. Damn, it would've been so much faster to find out what was wrong with him from the nurse rather than Nick himself. "I'm just saying it's happened before and it'll probably happen again. And if it does, you just call down like you did this time and we'll take care of it."

She'd finished filling up her Styrofoam cup and walked back to the desk, settling in again before tapping away on the keyboard. I sat back down in a waiting chair, determined to stick around and apologise when he woke up. I mean, I know I made a pretty bad first impression but I didn't mean to hit him with the door. And he kind of hit me too, so if he wasn't a jerk (god I hoped he wasn't a jerk) then maybe he'd apologise too. It was probably what we need anyway, one of those awkward movie moments where we break through the embarrassment and find out we have so much in common. But we can leave the love montage out.

Still, I was antsy. Every minute seemed to pass for one hour and just after two I was back on my feet leaning on the nurse's desk again. "So what you're saying is I didn't kill him?"

Mrs. Rhodes groaned and buried her forehead in her hands. She didn't even look up when she spoke. "No Max, he is fine."

"Great." I breathed, waiting as she slowly looked up, and her eyes shut as she breathed deeply. "Can I get you something?" I offered and she eyeballed me.

"Do you know somewhere with good coffee?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Then you can get me a large, black." She grabbed a five from her purse and handed it to me. The first time she smiled was when I took the five and walked out the door. It thought they were supposed to smile when you went in but apparently it went both ways.

I shut the door gently behind me as I stepped out into the hallway, breathing deeply. It hadn't even been half an hour since Nick had introduced himself to me and I knocked him out by hitting him with door. Or by not hitting him with door apparently. I wished she just tell me what his condition was and fix the problem before it got out of hand. But that's apparently not the way "patient doctor confidentiality" works. C'mon, you're at Walker's, we all know there's something wrong with everyone here.

"Max, what the hell?" I heard Nudge call from behind me and spun on my heel to spot her coming around the corner of the hall. She held up her pink phone and held it out at me like it was the black plague. "You send me text saying you killed your roommate? You've got to be kidding me."

"I didn't kill him; I just did but didn't knock him out." I tried to justify. It was a very poor attempt and Nudge gave me an exasperated look.

"Again, you've got to be kidding me."

I groaned as I headed for the entrance of the building. "He's fine. I don't even know what he has yet. And even if it's weird, he's on my floor. It obviously can't be that bad if the nurses won't tell me what it is."

Nudge shrugged in response, quiet for a moment. I tried to figure out what she was thinking but there was nothing I could read and she was kind of freaking me out with the silence. "Don't worry," I said suddenly, "I didn't ruin your crushes face."

"Oh my god, shut up!" Nudge snapped quietly before slapping my arm. I gave her a look but she stuck her nose in the air and kept walking beside me. "I don't have a crush on him; he's just the first eye candy to walk in here for a long time."

"Oh yeah?" I asked. "What about that time with Sloan?"

She glared at me. "He wasn't that good looking."

"That time with Eddie?"

"Bad breath."

"That time you dumped Jared for-"

"He had a small dick, okay!" A few people who passed us in the halls turned their heads to look at her but she kept walking until we had reached the front desk and she looked like she was going to explode. "Where are you going?"

"I have to get a coffee for one of the nurses." I told her before pulling out my wallet, looking for my I.D pass to give to the secretary, Marc. He couldn't even be called a secretary since all he basically did was input our sign in's and out's while he got his med degree, and that was all done by computer anyway.

Nudge looked at me evilly. "Really, coffee?" She asked as I found my pass. Before I knew it, she hooked her arm with mine. "Well, now you have to buy me one too." I groaned loudly as we approached Marc.

"Good afternoon ladies. And where might you be headed?" He asked sweetly as I scowled at him.

"We're going to the Bean." I told him, referring to a coffee shop nearby. He instantly perked up.

"Oh, lucky you. Their lattes are to die for." He said before a look came over his face that looked a little like Nudge's. "Say Max, if you're heading over-"

"I'm not on a coffee run, Marc. I'm not getting you latte." I snapped and he laughed.

"Yes I see. We are very serious today."

"Shut it Marc. I'm going to file a complaint about the obnoxious way you treat patients here." I threatened and he laughed as he wrote something on a small slip of paper and handed it to me.

"Anyway, it's not for coffee." He said as I took the folded piece of paper. "If there's a barista named Melodie there, can you give this to her?"

I gave him a look before looking at his pathetic face and failing to stay strong. "What are you, twenty-eight? Are you seriously asking a sickly fourteen year old girl to run your errands?" I asked faking a cough.

He gave me a pursed lip look. "You're going there anyway Max."

"I know," I said evilly. "But I just don't like you that much." Okay, that was a lie. Marc was better than the grump of a woman we got on Thursday's on his day off.

"C'mon Max, do it for me?" He asked with a smile. I smiled back but faked another weak sounding cough. "I can't, I'm sick."

He smiled like he knew something I didn't. "Oh, well, if you're sick I certainly can't grant you permission to go out today Max. In fact, maybe I'll call the medbay and have them bring you in." His finger danced on the intercom while I scowled at him.

"Fine, I'll give her your stupid little paper." I said and he smiled cheerfully while taking both my and Nudge's I.D, punching them into the computer and handing them back.

"Have a lovely day. Remember to be back by six."

I grunted n response as he unlocked the sliding doors.

"Oh, and Max," he called to my back. "I'm only twenty."