It had been two days since that night and like I had predicted, Dean never called. I guess he was feeling just as guilty as I was. I felt terrible and I didn't have to go home to a significant other that I had just cheated on. The fact that he had never called though was bothering me. I had called a couple of times and had even left a message asking if we could just talk. No reply. Once again, I was surprised. Hurt? A little.

Now, I was in the ER with Bradley and Katie. I hadn't told either of them about Dean and wasn't quite sure if I wanted to. Bradley was running the ER today so the three of us occupied the desk. Katie sat in the chair while both Bradley and I leaned against the counter, looking around the calm ER room. This was definitely a first in a long time. Bradley and I turned our heads towards Katie at her crunching noises.

"What? I didn't eat breakfast," she pointed out, chomping on more chips. She crinkled the bag up and then threw it in the trash can.

"No it's not that. It's the fact that I can actually hear you chewing," I said.

"Yeah I know it's-," Bradley started.

"Shhhh!" Katie and I hushed.

"What? I'm not superstitious!" he defended.

"Yes, well we are," I said.

"Yeah, well you're also being facetious. It's quiet. See! There, I said it!" Bradley said.

"Oh Jesus," I groaned.

"Bradley!" Katie exclaimed, hitting him playfully.

"If something bad happens I blame it all on you," I accused.

"Come on, babe. Everyone knows that the minute someone says it's quiet in the ER a huge trauma comes through the door. You know better!" Katie pouted.

"Look you guys, it's just a superstition. It's not actually-," he started, until he saw the people that were coming through the door. Katie and I turned our heads in the same direction as Bradley and saw exactly what he was looking at.

It was no trauma but it would definitely be hell. There she was, lying on the gurney. They pushed her through the halls and I watched as the guys driving the ER explained to us what was happening. It was Ella who was lying on the gurney.

"She passed out at work. Her coworkers say that she'd been throwing up all morning and she's been complaining of stomach pains all week. It shouldn't be anything big but she fell and broke her wrist. Her coworker called 911 when she passed out so you should get right to work. And oh, check for a baby. We called her boyfriend. He said he'd be on his way," the ER guy informed, as Katie rushed over to meet the paramedic and to get a better understanding on what had happened to Ella.

Katie nodded her head, "Yes sir." Katie was a neonatal so this was her specialty. She shot me an apologetic look before disappearing into the hospital with Ella. Ella, Dean's girlfriend Ella. Ella, the girl that hated me. Ella, the girl who's boyfriend I had had sex with. Ella, the girl whose relationship I was ripping apart. I was sick to my stomach.

Not only that but it'd mean that I had to see Dean. God, the idea of that terrified me. What was I supposed to say? Did he think I was desperate because I had called? Lucas was miserable without Dean but I had tried to explain to him that at the moment, I couldn't see him. He understood – at least I hoped he did. I wanted to talk but at the same time, he was probably feeling just as guilty as I was – maybe even more. Therefore, I had just kept my distance and I think he and I were on the same page. But this pregnant thing? If she was pregnant, he was gone forever. Dean wouldn't do that to her. He was a good guy. I just needed to clear my head for now.

I finished up some charts at the nursing station and handed them over to the nurse.

"Thanks," I mumbled.

"You know I don't think I'll ever get used to this rain," a voice said.

I turned around. A tall man with dark brown hair and green eyes stood before me. He had an Irish accent and was quite handsome. I shot him a friendly smile. Well at least I thought it was friendly but it was probably borderline flirty.

"I don't know, I kind of like the rain," I said back.

"It's nice on occasion. It's only unfortunate when I have to get up in the morning and work when I'd much rather stay in bed all day, especially with a pretty girl like you," he smirked.

"We've just met and already you're talking about bed?" I challenged, raising my eyebrows.

"Well how else am I supposed to get you to sleep with me?" he asked.

I giggled, "A first name would be good for starters."

"I'm Adam," he said.

"Jennie," I said back, offering out my hand for him to shake.

"It's a pleasure," he said with a glint in his eye.

"You too," I said back. He kept contact with me by my hand but then let it go momentarily. "So are you new here?"

"Just started today. I was working in New York but before that I was here in Seattle working at the hospital just a couple of streets over," Adam explained.

"Huh. What specialty?" I asked.

"Pediatrics," he answered.

"Peds?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah, why do you seem so surprised," he replied.

"Nothing. No reason," I replied.

"I hope you still date coworkers," he started.

"I uh, make it a rule not to," I replied.

Adam leaned in, "Well, between you and me, darling, I've always been a rule breaker."

I was about to say something when all of a sudden, someone had swooped in and punched Adam in the face. I looked up to see who it was and saw none other than Dean, standing across from me.

"What the hell was that!" I asked.

"This is Adam," Dean growled.

Oh.

"Seems like Dean and I still have the same taste in women. Don't worry, I've heard all about you," Adam said.

"Then why did you hit on me?" I asked, as I tied up the end of the sutures, completing the stitches on Adam's face.

"Well I didn't know it was you but when he punched me I mean, kind of knocked some sense into me," Adam replied. He chuckled. "Literally."

I sighed, "Alright, you're good to go." Adam chuckled. "What?"

"Nothing, I just find it funny that when he saw me sleeping with his girlfriend of a very long time, he walked away but now he sees me merely talking to you and he punches me in the face. The guy really needs to work things out for himself," Adam said.

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. That was mean. He was making me have all these thoughts about Dean again.

"So?" I asked.

"Like I said, I've heard all about you," Adam replied.

"Hm, I don't think I even want to know," I mumbled back.

"Nothing bad. When we first became friends, I took him out to a bar and he got so wasted he couldn't stop talking about some married girl that he wanted to call. The day after, we talked about it over a beer. He told me you guys' story and just that you were married so I introduced him to Ella," Adam replied.

"Well, I guess we both see how well that all went," I said.

"You're a spit fire. I like you," Adam winked.

I rolled my eyes and chuckled a little. Beep, beep, beep! Yes, saved by the bell –well, the page bell? Regardless, I didn't have to reply to Adam. I checked the page and saw that it was a 911 from Katie, "I've got to go. Good luck on your first day."

"Thanks. I'll be seeing you," Adam said.

"Bye," I said back.

I hurried to Ella's room where Katie was. I came into the room and Dean was there, sitting by Ella's bedside. I stopped in my tracks but reminded myself to be brave. I took a deep breath and then kept walking. Ella looked panicked but curious and Katie looked content. Did this mean good news for me? Dean had a worried look across his face. That is until he saw me. His face softened and he looked happy to see me. I never knew this was going to hurt so much. An amazing night in the Impala and he doesn't call back. It just sucked and I hated myself for reacting this way. We weren't dating and I knew the circumstances. Why was I acting like such a teenager?

"You paged?" I asked, hiding behind my professionalism. Huh, I wondered why that sounded so familiar.

"Yeah, Ella it looks like you're not pregnant. We're going to keep you overnight but the throwing up was caused by dehydration. Your body is dehydrated and is just not accepting any nutrients you're giving it. As for the stomach cramps, are you getting your period any time soon?" Katie questioned.

"Uh yeah, I should be next week," she replied.

"See? We're just going to keep you overnight so that you can obtain nutrients through the IV but you should be free to go by tomorrow. As for the cramps, if these have been worse than usual, let us know and we'll prescribe you some medication," Katie said back.

Ella nodded, "Thank you Dr. Thompson." I smiled. Katie had taken Bradley's last name and I still found that really cute. I had never taken Daniel's last name because I wanted to finish my residency first and I kind of regretted it. I had put my career first and shouldn't have.

Dean and Ella exchanged glances and sighed with relief but Ella looked a little uneasy which made me suspicious, not that this was any of my business.

"So why did you page me?" I asked, Katie.

"Oh, you're intern is on the case," Katie replied, even though I could tell it had nothing to do with my intern.

"Right," I said.

"Okay, well we'll just leave you to your rest and just call if you need anything," Katie said. The two of us walked out of the room.

"This is good, right?" Katie asked, looking over at me. So that's why she had paged me. She wanted me to know that Ella wasn't pregnant. Sneaky, Katie... really sneaky.

"Um, yeah, sure," I replied.

"What? Wait, you're not actually into that Adam guy that Dean punched, right?" Katie asked.

"NO! I'm not. It's just, Dean and Ella are together and-," I started.

"So? Look, you proved the other night that Dean is still in love with you. Both Bradley and I could tell from the medical dinner. And you two left early... does that mean-," Katie started.

"Katie, don't even go there! Please!" I begged, desperately. I didn't need another reminder.

"Sorry," she said. "Hey, I've got surgery but just let me know if you need anything. I can tell this is really getting to you."

I nodded, "Thanks."

"I'll see ya," she said.

"Good luck in surgery," I said back.

"Thanks," she said, before we parted our separate ways.

Bradley had jinxed this day and I was going to kill him for it. Speaking of, I got a page from him. I know I needed to tell someone about this or I might as well implode.