Lizzie's Lips
I know you're not an ER fan but I hope you let me post this anyway.
Title: Lizzie's Lips
Author: not_purrrfect
Fandom: ER
Pairing: Romano/Corday ~~~ Romano's point of view.
Disclaimer: I do not own er Michael Crichton and NBC do.
Rating: R
Summary: Romano can't bear to see Lizzie hurting after Mark's death
Notes: What I wish happened in the show.
She used to have that smug little smile on her face all the time, before Mark's tumor. Her temper as fiery red as her hair. I longed to bury my face in those flame like curls.
Now she just goes about her tasks here at County, her face taught and expressionless. Not sad, but not happy either. He lips form a straight flat line, nothing more. She's still kind and compassionate with her patents and the staff, (not me) but the rest of them.
The day the removed my burned and useless arm she was at my side though. Smiling down on me in the OR like some guardian angel. "I love you Lizzie" I murmured as I began to feel the sedation meds kick in. I closed my eyes. And she leaned in and kissed me. Her red ringlets tickling my face.
Did she really kiss me was she the one who made the first move? Or was it my medicine and or my wishful thinking. Did her tongue really push past my lips?
I don't think I want to know if it was a dream, because if it was a dream, I don't want to wake up. It reminds me of a song. Oh god I love Lizzy I need to tell her. Is there hope? Does she, can she love me back?
Song Lyrics to Barely Breathing by Duncan Shiek
Well I know what you're doing
I see it all too clear
I only taste the saline
when I kiss away your tears
you really had me going wishing on a star But the black holes that surround you are heavier by far
I believed in your confusion, that you were so completely torn
Well, it must have been that yesterday was the day that I was born
There's not much to examine, nothing left to hide
You really can't be serious if you have to ask me why I say good-bye...
cause I am barely breathing
And I can't find the air
I don't know who I'm kidding imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
I don't suppose it's worth the price, worth the price
The price that I would pay...
Everyone keeps asking "what's it all about?"
I used to be so certain and I can't figure out
What is this attraction? I only feel the pain
There's nothing left to reason and only you to blame
Will it ever change?
cause I am barely breathing
And I can't find the air
I don't know who I'm kidding imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
I don't suppose it's worth the price, worth the price
The price that I would pay But I'm thinking it over anyway... I'm thinking it over anyway-ay-ay...
I've come to find I may never know
Your changing mind is it friend or foe?
I rise above or sink below
With every time you come and go
Please don't come and go
cause I am barely breathing
And I can't find the air
I don't know who I'm kidding imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
But I don't suppose it's worth the price, worth the price
The price that I would pay
But I'm thinking it over anyway... I'm thinking it over anyway-ay-ay...
I know what you're doing
I see it all too clear
Title: Lizzie's Lips
Author: not_purrrfect
Fandom: ER
Pairing: Romano/Corday ~~~ Romano's point of view.
Disclaimer: I do not own er Michael Crichton and NBC do.
Rating: R
Summary: Romano can't bear to see Lizzie hurting after Mark's death
Notes: What I wish happened in the show.
She used to have that smug little smile on her face all the time, before Mark's tumor. Her temper as fiery red as her hair. I longed to bury my face in those flame like curls.
Now she just goes about her tasks here at County, her face taught and expressionless. Not sad, but not happy either. He lips form a straight flat line, nothing more. She's still kind and compassionate with her patents and the staff, (not me) but the rest of them.
The day the removed my burned and useless arm she was at my side though. Smiling down on me in the OR like some guardian angel. "I love you Lizzie" I murmured as I began to feel the sedation meds kick in. I closed my eyes. And she leaned in and kissed me. Her red ringlets tickling my face.
Did she really kiss me was she the one who made the first move? Or was it my medicine and or my wishful thinking. Did her tongue really push past my lips?
I don't think I want to know if it was a dream, because if it was a dream, I don't want to wake up. It reminds me of a song. Oh god I love Lizzy I need to tell her. Is there hope? Does she, can she love me back?
Song Lyrics to Barely Breathing by Duncan Shiek
Well I know what you're doing
I see it all too clear
I only taste the saline
when I kiss away your tears
you really had me going wishing on a star But the black holes that surround you are heavier by far
I believed in your confusion, that you were so completely torn
Well, it must have been that yesterday was the day that I was born
There's not much to examine, nothing left to hide
You really can't be serious if you have to ask me why I say good-bye...
cause I am barely breathing
And I can't find the air
I don't know who I'm kidding imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
I don't suppose it's worth the price, worth the price
The price that I would pay...
Everyone keeps asking "what's it all about?"
I used to be so certain and I can't figure out
What is this attraction? I only feel the pain
There's nothing left to reason and only you to blame
Will it ever change?
cause I am barely breathing
And I can't find the air
I don't know who I'm kidding imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
I don't suppose it's worth the price, worth the price
The price that I would pay But I'm thinking it over anyway... I'm thinking it over anyway-ay-ay...
I've come to find I may never know
Your changing mind is it friend or foe?
I rise above or sink below
With every time you come and go
Please don't come and go
cause I am barely breathing
And I can't find the air
I don't know who I'm kidding imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting
A fool for another day
But I don't suppose it's worth the price, worth the price
The price that I would pay
But I'm thinking it over anyway... I'm thinking it over anyway-ay-ay...
I know what you're doing
I see it all too clear