THEY WERE MEANT TO BE

...or not...

Ever noticed how bad Gabriel's karma is?
Hmm... maybe an idea for later...

In a hospital, one of the most important things is to be able to cooperate with anyone, at any time. Usually, that also implies having good relations with everyone to avoid any kind of problems during an emergency. And yet, two people who seemed like cat and dog in times where nothing happened proved to be quite the efficient team, wroking quickly and effectively. Namely, these two persons were Dr. Cunningham and Dr. Torres.
However, there must have been something that had created that distance between the two. It was unlikely only one event had triggered the adversity they had, and it was reather caused by a series of unfortunate, and sometime embarrassing, "wrong time, wrong place" moments.

Maybe, only maybe, if they didn't have the habit to enter into each other's room without knocking first, they could have avoided these encounters. However, given the personality they had, they were more prone to annoy the other on purpose for reasons that probably weren't even justified or explainable. It had really all started on a sunny morning when Maria had received the order to bring a patient's chart to the diagnostician's office. Deeming unnecessary to knock on the door, or rather, not wanting to do it, she opened it on Gabriel trying to make a toast by toasting it with his cigarette, and, to top it all, in his underwear. The only thing the poor man saw was a chart flying under his nose before hearing the thing hit the wall and the door slam. Finally came muffled, angry shouts from the other side of the door ('Moron, what the hell you should get dressed up as soon as you wake up, and can't you make food like norm-' he didn't get anything after that because it sounded like the woman was pretty much yelling for three).

Well... he DID feel a tad bit bad about it and decided to go apologize, just in case it would prevent him from being beaten up. The same evening Gabriel went to see Maria in her room, but just like she did, he opened the door without knocking, only to reveal the paramedic woman cuddled with a stuffed animal in front of the fire. Gabe, honestly, couldn't suppress a chuckle and went as far as to coo about "how cute it was". He was only joking, but he didn't expect Maria to throw the stuffed animal at him (a black cat with a collar that read "Chloe" on the tag) and was promptly pushed out of the room. The woman also warned him that if he did it again, she wouldn't hesitate shoving his cigarette where he wouldn't want to have it.
These really were the start of it all. However, soon after, Maria was called for an emergency and Gabriel was sent there with her. At first they didn't cooperate, but quickly came to an "agreement" of some sort where they would call it a truce for the moment. They worked efficiently and were soon done with the task.
The Chief noticed it and came up with a theory about why they worked so well together; they were balancing each other's attitude, meaning that Gabriel could drag Maria back into tracks if she started to get too agitated, while the woman would keep the diagnostician concentrated on the task ahead. Esha judged good to team them up often, though she did let Maria do her things alone mostly and work with others.

But then, oh then, RONI arrived. It seemed to multiply the moments Maria got from Gabe by a thousand. She seemed to always make it on purpose, finding her way in the room when the man was hopelessly arguing with a computer that wouldn't give up. The paramedic had, more than once, walked in while the two were playing an intense game of poker, chess, checkers, uno or bingo. She had even made a habit of hers to go take a peek in the room, just to have something to make fun of her coworker. The man eventually gave up on lecturing her about knocking on his door, and let her have her fun. After all, it was no different from before... right? Honestly he didn't mind it that much as he always had a witty response to her teasing.

One day, while walking down the corridor, Maria had found a bag on the floor. Curious of what it was, she took it out, only to see it was a frilly dress. She decided to take it to her room and try it on. She inspected the dress in front of her mirror, noting that it actually looked quite good on her, in her opinion. It was white, ending just above the knee, and the bottom was frilly. Not too much, but it still was. She looked at herself, completly forgetting her surrounding, meaning she didn't here the "Maria, I'm coming in!" from Gabe. When he opened the door she let out a little squeak, surprised by the sudden intrusion in her personal space. The paramedic didn't miss the little scoff in the man's voice, and tried to convince him she could be pretty too, if she tried. Finally, having over the head of his insults, she chased him down the corridor (she COULD run with the dress!) before doing something terrible to him (in this part, let your imagination go wild). She returned to her room afterwards, discarded the dress and went to sleep.

The next afternoon, while coming back tired and sore from yet another emergency, in a restaurant, she found a little bag hung on the doorknob to her room. She took it with her and opened it once inside, just to make sure the diagnostician wouldn't see it. Diving her hand in the bag, she felt something soft and upon taking it out, saw it was a cat plushie, just like her black one. This one was a gray tabby and had a blue collar with "Tommy" written on the tag. She looked once again in the bag and found a little note that read :
"The dress did look good on you..."

She sighed. Ah well... maybe she could forgive him this time and apologize for the damage she had caused him that day.

Is it me or these stories just keep getting more stupid and shorter every time?
I don't really have an explanation for this one, really. I wanted to write something half-funny-half-serious for these two, seeing how they make quite the comical duo. I didn't want to write something that was just... funny-funny, if you see what I mean.
Feel free to interpretate the last parts as you wish, be it friendship, romance or just another start for a fight.
I honestly don't have a favourite couple, any will satisfy me, hence the polyvalence.

And now, time to roll the dices again! So far, only Naomi was not picked. I feel it'll be a challenge if I get her with someone other than Gabriel...
Also, if there's a duo you'd like to see, feel free to propose it; you never know, I just might do it.

Disclaimer : ditto as before

Of all names, Tommy... seriously, that's such a weird name for a cat...