Do you feel loved? Because I'm back, with yet another chapter. This is mostly because I am going to start being really shit with my updates, due to the horror that is tomorrow. I'm also doing this to distract from the fact that I will have to put up with some annoying brats on a daily basis for five out of seven days till the 13th of December!

So here you go! Sorry for the whinge!

Hannah the Hobbit! Xx (please be nice and review.) oh and lizzybethx? Reply goddammit!

Cal paused in Ethan's kitchen, his hand wrapped around a beer in the fridge. He shushed Ethan as he wandered in, rebuking him for leaving yet more clothes on the bathroom floor. A single raised voice echoed through the apartment from out in the corridor.

"Oh, Rot in hell, Gemma!" A female, hysterical voice snapped. A thud sounded, like something had just been thrown down. Then a series of louder thumps on a rattling object. Cal frowned and opened the front door into the corridor. Lucie sat with her back to her door, her head in her hands.

"Is everything okay?" He asked, edging towards the girl. Lucie raised her head.

"No." She groaned. "Not really."

Cal held out a hand to help her up, Lucie took it lightly with a grateful smile.

"Come on," he smiled. "Sitting around in a corridor doesn't suit you."

Lucie gently punched his arm.

Ethan frowned as Lucie followed Cal back in sheepishly.

"Hi." She offered. "I'm invading your house until the locksmith gets here."

Ethan smiled.

"Make yourselves at home." He said, welcomingly. Lucie smiled.

"Oh, I will." She teased. Ethan laughed good natured. Lucie looked back across at him, and then to Cal.

"He thinks I'm joking." She said confidingly. Ethan rolled his eyes, and replied.

"I'll be in my room if Cal, is... Cal."

Lucie flopped on to the couch, Ethan wandered back into his room.

"Beer?" Cal offered. Lucie nodded.

She caught the can thrown at her, and snapped the tab. Cal jumped down next to her.

"Why did you apologise earlier?" He asked after a brief silence. Lucie looked pointedly to the underwear on the floor.

"Because, I didn't want you to think that I'm just doing it because of Sarah, and because, I don't know... It felt like I should." She smiled up at him. "Like you probably should clean your shit up."

"Difference being, I don't do it." Cal teased. Lucie laughed lightly.

"True." She relented. A slightly awkward silence fell over them. Lucie's fingers tapped out a rhythm on the aluminium can. As she raised it to her lips, Cal looked at her. He Really looked.

He noticed her slender arms, their toned muscles. The way her hair curled around her neck in little strands, shining and wavy. Her green eyes with their flecks of gold and blue, looking around and seeing everything. Cal saw the curves beneath the reasonably loose t-shirt. The way she bit the left side of her lower lip when she was nervous, and how they paled from their usual naturally rose pink colour to nearly white. Her thick eyelashes, free from any mascara and still enviable.

Cal had known she was attractive, but until this precise moment, he hadn't realised that she was beautiful.

Lucie pushed Cal away. She didn't know what she'd been expecting when she came over here, but it hadn't been this. She wasn't expecting Cal to kiss her! Her eyes lifted to his guilty face, and she opened her mouth to ask what the hell he'd thought he was doing.

"This is about as stupid as working with a concussion." She said instead. Even as she said the words, she was hit by a train load of 'want'. Now he'd actually made the first move, Lucie couldn't help but think just how much she wanted Cal.

"So you won't have a problem with it then." Cal smirked. Lucie rolled her eyes and soon was pressing her mouth back to his. Her fingers roamed every crevice of his muscular back, searched his broad shoulder. All the while, fireworks were exploding in her mouth, the faint taste of alcohol coating Cal's tongue. Lucie breathed heavily, looking up at the beautiful, blonde doctor above her through her thick lashes.

"Maybe not here." Cal panted. "Ethan might come out his room."

Ethan turned around, cup of coffee in hand.

"Good morning." Lucie greeted the shirtless doctor. Ethan jumped, coffee splashing everywhere.

"Lucie?" He spluttered. Lucie winked at him. "You're still here. And wearing my brothers shirt- oh." Understanding dawned on him as Lucie helped herself to a mug. She half turned to look at him.

"What can I say? The ED has taught me that life is short, and your brother is really cute." She teased. Ethan, suddenly self conscious, scuttled off to his bedroom, making excuses about getting dressed. Cal emerged, ruffle haired, from his room.

"So that's where you sneaked off to." He grinned. Lucie smiled as he moved closer. She raised herself on to tiptoe and kissed him.

"Ta dah." She breathed. Cal wrapped and arm around her waist and kissed her back passionately. Ethan re-emerged, clothed and mildly disgusted. Cal passed him, saying.

"Told you it wouldn't be a random girl."

Lucie threw a tea towel after him.

"You little shit!" She shrieked at his retreating back, but she was laughing.