Left on the bedside table for him to find in the morning with a note:

You aren't the only one that gets to give little blue boxes in this relationship.

Happy birthday, baby. xxx

PS. I'm wearing the other part.

It had been a couple of days since Serena and Chris got away, and the decision to tell Proctor was still fresh on her mind. Only Serena wasn't about to make a move until Chris did. He had said he wanted to talk to Proctor, and Serena respected that. She wanted to get things right. She also just wanted to done and over with in the hopes that she ( Read more... )

31.9. "A day of worry is more exhausting than a day of work."
(Quote by John Lubbock)

Co-written with geniuscowboy
[Simultaneous to THIS]

Serena couldn't believe Chris had bagged them a room at the Ritz-Carlton in Key Biscayne and if she hadn't been so intent on getting to Chris and hugging him like her life depended on it, she probably would have just ( Read more... )

Serena had gone home to catch a nap, and to set her roses up in a vase. She couldn't deny that the sight of them had sent her heart thumping. At first she'd been scared they were from Jeff, but thankfully they were from Chris and they confirmed those three little words he'd let slip the other night. It had been almost impossible for her to rest ( Read more... )

According to the cute nurse with the blood pressure machine, today was 'an average day in MT1'. But comments like that could mean so much to a person who knew sweet FA about MT1, or even Miami in general. Drew lay on the gurney, leaning over a little to try and see all the passing parade through the gap in the flimsy curtains. He was too curious ( Read more... )

[Follows THIS]Chris exited the bathroom in his apartment feeling much like a zombie after copping a look at himself in the mirror when he washed his hands. He looked so rough, he had actually laughed at himself. Either it was just highly amusing how shit he managed to look, or he was finally cracking up. His mind was fresh on the conversation with ( Read more... )

Although the shower helped Chris smell better, it didn't really make him overly feel better. He was tired and pale, the stress of the day and what he had been hit with was just taking it's toll. What he needed was sleep and probably a good meal, but his stomach was just upset in general. He still had a lot to work with through with both Rick and ( Read more... )

[Follows THIS and THIS]Chris exited the OR into the scrubs room, peeling the surgical mask away from his face and then pulled his cap off. It was soaking, and he hadn't even realised he had been sweating that much under the lights of the OR. Another bleed in Jeff's kidney and they had to go back in to fix it, but there was a collapse in the renal ( Read more... )

"The same passions in man and woman nonetheless differ in tempo; hence man and woman do not cease misunderstanding one another."
Friedrich Nietzsche

Co-written with geniuscowboy
[Follows THIS]Chris was out on the MT1 balcony with a cup of coffee. He leant on the railing and sipped it, and anyone would probably assume he was out there alone from his body ( Read more... )

Co-written with geniuscowboy
[Follows THIS]Chris had a huge bacon and egg roll sitting in front of him that was so full he had to shove his finger into the side of it to stop the bacon falling off. Beside that was two cans of Red Bull and the morning's paper he had been reading on the so far slow morning in MT1. There had been one car accident right off the ( Read more... )