Post by debsxx2006xx on Jul 22, 2006 1:07:09 GMT 10
Coffee Break?
“Luka…Luka…Luka!”
I see him wake up slightly and squint at me trying to figure out who was standing in the doorway of the on call room “It’s eight!” I inform him as I wait for him to wake up more.
“Didn’t I say I wanted waking at nine?”
He groans at me in response as he sits up on the gurney an hour sleep just isn’t enough he has wanted to get the nursery finished as well as working 12 hour shifts.
“You said eight” I tell him as I lean against the door frame “in fact it’s actually 8:12 so I’m been nice and letting you sleep in” I tell him as I look at my watch.
“Oh baby you’re so good to me.”
He puts his stethoscope around his neck before standing and walking towards me I bat my eyelashes at him sarcastically and let out a small chuckle as we walk side by side down the hallway.
“So what do we have this fine morning.”
He asks while yawning “puking six year old and a drunk that fell asleep on a bench you pick?” I hold both charts up.
“Oh I want the drunk I love them this time of the morning.”
Morris grabs the chart and goes into curtain 3.
“Where is everyone else?”
I’m playing a game with Frank on the computer but I answer him without turning around “Ray and Pratt are in the cafeteria and Neela is sleeping still” I tell him not taking my eyes off the game.
“How does Neela get to sleep in?”
I turn around with a twinkle in my eye “because she said nine” I watch his face hit the floor before I turn back around to Frank’s game “listen you go get a coffee then meet me in curtain 2” I tell him as I watch him yawning again.
“Are you sure?”
I give him a wink and smack his ass “go I’ll manage I mean he’s six what can happen?”
I watch him walk into the lounge before grabbing the kids chart I can’t help checking his ass out again.
“Get a room it’s bad enough you let him knock you up.”
I turn away to give Frank a dirty look “he didn’t knock me up and your dead!” I inform him as his game flashes game over.
“Hi, I’m doctor Lockhart can you tell me when the vomiting started?" I ask the woman with him.
“About ten last night it stopped then started again this morning.”
I walk towards the little boy “is he on any medication?” I hear the door sing shut I know it’s Luka so I continue.
“No.”
I turn around as I feel him rub against my arm.
“Hi, I’m doctor Kovac, hey little guy your mommy says you have a bad tummy?”
He is fantastic with kids I can’t wait until the baby is born I rest my hand on my stomach as I feel it move slightly.
“Something wrong Ab’s?”
I look up to see Luka staring at me he’s moved so he is inches away from me “no the baby was just moving” I look at him as the boy sits between us.
“Burr!”
I look down at our legs and shoes “oh man” I see the kids stomach contents all over us.
"he’s six what can happen? from now on just don't speak!"
“For god sake it isn’t even nine a o’clock yet.”
Luka slams the door to his locker as he pulls the string on his pants tighter we have both changed into scrubs and he has granted us a coffee break “It’s best to get the puking out of the way early” I try to ease his mood.
“Yeah if this was the only time we get messy today which is unlikely.”
I rest my hand on his shoulder “it’s not that bad we do get a coffee break out of it” I wink at him as I open the lounge door “come on hunk before some real sick people come in and we have to do some work” he follows me out the lounge but as we get outside three rigs pull up.
"What did i say about talking?"