Late Night, Saturday Night
By:
Stephanie Woodworth
©2001 Chaotic Bliss Fan Fiction
It
was only three hours into my shift and we were dead. I’m not sure that’s a good thing to say about my job. I work the front desk at the emergency room
of the local hospital. My job is always
interesting to say the least.
Tonight was one of those nights
I thought would never end. I was lucky
enough that the nurse and emergency room tech were friends. We’d spent the majority of out night chatting
in the nurse’s station only with slight interruptions from the hospital’s
switchboard.
I’d made myself comfortable
sitting on the desk and Ann, Karen and I were in the middle of a conversation.
“I just have to convince Larry
to let me get pregnant again.” Karen
was thirty-six and had just given birth in November to a healthy baby boy. Unfortunately the delivery didn’t go as well
from her end. She was taken down for an
emergency c-section and in the end crashed during the simple surgery leaving
her on a vent fighting for her life.
Numerous doctors had told her that getting pregnant again could be
deadly.
“Are you sure you want to risk
it?” I asked.
“Michael shouldn’t be an only
child.” Karen and her husband, Larry
had tried for years to have children without being able to get pregnant. This time it had worked. “Besides we have those embryos frozen and I
don’t want them to go to waste.”
Karen had her back to me and I
rolled my eyes causing Ann to chuckle.
How could someone risk their life for something like this? Having Michael was a miracle in it’s self,
why couldn’t they be happy with him. “I
wouldn’t risk your life.”
Karen continued to tell me that
she planned on doing it.
“I still can’t see why!” I was never going to understand.
“Help Me!” Someone screamed from
the lobby.
I jumped off the desk and ran
out of the nurse’s station to see what was going on followed quickly by Ann and
Karen.
“It’s-It’s my friend,” a young
blond said slightly out of breath.
“What’s wrong with him?” Ann
asked.
“He passed out!” He pointed back toward the Emergency Room
entrance. “He’s in the car. Come help!”
I turned and picked up the phone
to dial the EMS for help while Karen and Ann went out to triage the patient.
Ann came back in and ran for the
ER grabbing a cot. “Call the float and
Respiratory stat! Also call Deveda in
for x-ray.” This is the excitement that
I lived for.
Everyone was on his or her
way. Karen, Ann and the two guys from
the EMS cam pushing the cot back in with the patient.
“Stay out her and give Stef any
information she might need,” Ann said pointing the blond in my direction.
“Have a seat,” I said sitting
down behind my computer. I pulled the
necessary papers from the trays next to me and finally looked up at the person
in front of me. My breath hitched in my
throat. I always promised myself tat if
I’d ever met him or any of them I’d remain calm. Funny how you think it would be easy but it isn’t.
My hands were shaking. By the look on his face I had a feeling that
he realized that I knew who he was.
“I’m sorry I’m nervous,” I barely got out. Not only were my hands shaking so were my legs. It was a good thing that her couldn’t see
under my desk. “Lance, er, Mr. Bass, I
have to ask you a few questions.” I
wanted to slap my forehead I was being so stupid.
“I’m not sure how much I can
help.” He leaned forward across the
desk.
“Do you know his date of birth?”
“No.”
“Has he been here before?”
“I don’t know.”
I smiled. Man his eyes were so green. “How about his name?” Or his driver’s license might be helpful.”
Lance handed me his friend’s
license and I tired to enter the information into the computer but due to my
shaky fingers I kept hitting the wring keys.
“I’m sorry this is taking so
long,” I said smiling again out of nervous habit.
An alarm went off in the ER and
Lance jumped. “What’s that?”
“The telemetry machine. It’s just monitoring your friend’s
heartbeat.” I said trying to calm him
down. “Can I get you anything?” The phrase coffee, tea, or me quickly ran
through my head.
“I’m fine thank you.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket and
turned it on.
“You have to go outside to use
it.”
“Huh?”
“The phone,” I said pointing to
his cell. “You have to go outside to
use it,” I repeated.
“Oh.” With that Lance walked back out and I hoped and prayed that he’d
come back soon.
“Where’s the friend?” Ann asked.
“Outside using his phone. How is he?”
“Sick. When he comes back in tell him to take a seat in the Consultation
room.”
“Okay.” That was never a good sign. It usually signaled that the patient had
died. I could still hear the telemetry
machine so I knew that wasn’t true. I
always hated telling people to wait in the Consultation room.
Lance came back in and tried to
walk straight back to the ER.
“Wait. You can’t go back
there. You have to stay in there,” I
said pointing to the small room with a couch right outside the ER doors.
“I want to see how he’s doing.”
“The nurse asked that you wait
in there. I’ll go get her if you stay
in there.” I said trying to reassure
him. “I’ll be right back.”
I hurried off into the ER and
found Ann. “He’s back and he wants to
talk to you.”
“I’ll be right there.” Ann grabbed the doctor and followed me out
the doors. They shut the Consultation
room door and I wondered what was going on with the friend.
Minutes seemed to tick by
slowly. They were still shut up in the
Consultations room. The door finally
opened briefly and Dr. Smith walked out.
Ann stepped out next closing the
door behind her. She walked back to the
ER and returned with the little yellow slips they give me for an admission.
“ICU?” I questioned.
“Yeah. OD,” Ann simply said returning to her post.
I quickly changed him from an ER
patient to an Inpatient. I wanted to
open the Consultation door and ask how Lance was doing. At that moment he was more than just the pop
star that I thought I knew from television and radio, her was a friend of a
patient that had tried to OD. Instead I
sat quietly until he was ushered from the room to follow his friend’s cot to
ICU.
The rest of the night paled in
comparison. We’d been pretty steady and
the conversation with Karen and Ann from earlier was forgotten, so was Lance
and his friend.
I relayed the relevant
information to Lori, my replacement and gratefully left for the night. I was always tired after working second
shift but due to all the recent excitement I also knew I would not be able to
sleep without unwinding.
I cautiously walked out to my
vehicle cursing the fact that employees have to park way out in the boonies. As I approached my car I froze. There was someone standing next to it. I tried to scream but made no noise.
“Hello,” his sexy deep voice
drawled.
“Lance!” I said in almost a
scream. “You scared me!”
“Sorry,” he said holding out a
rose. “Thanks for being so nice
earlier.”
“I was just doing my job.” I barely got out as he moved closer.
“You want to go get a drink or
something?”
“Sure.” I said realizing that’s just what I needed,
a good stiff Rum & Coke.
“How about your place?” he
asked.
“Um … sure … fine,” my brain
barely let the words escape my lips.
How was I going to survive having Lance at my house? “You can just follow me.”
“It’s my friend’s car. Can I just ride with you?”
Escaping my dumb blond
tendencies I picked up on where this was going. Even though I couldn’t imagine why on Earth Lance Bass wanted to
go home with me I went with it.
I clicked the unlock button on
my key chain and we were soon on our way to my house. If I thought it was difficult typing with Lance across the desk
from me driving was near impossible.
I’d compare it to your first time behind the wheel during driver’s
training. Even worse for me in my tiny
Mazda Miata. I reached down to shift
into drive and Lance grabbed my hand.
We rode the whole six-minute drive
in complete silence with Lance only releasing my hand so I could place the car
back into park.
“You have a very cute
house.” Lance commented as I fumbled to
unlock the small two-bedroom ranch that I’d only bought the year before.
“Thank you,” I said finally
unlocking the door. I reached in and
flipped on the light praying that it wasn’t too messy.
“Even cuter in here.” Lance walked around looking at the photos of
my family I had in various places throughout the room.
He sat down in one of the recliners
and I went to work making myself a drink.
“What would you like?”
“Whatever you’re having.”
I quickly poured another Rum
& Coke and took it out to him. “Why
don’t we sit out on the deck, it’s a beautiful night.”
“You have a great
backyard.” Lance commented walking
around the meticulously manicured lawn.
“It’s my baby,” I cooed. I used the yard as an escape from everyday
life with death and sickness at work. I
took solace in the lush green yard and the bountiful gardens.
Lance returned to the deck and
stood before me. “How does one go about
getting lucky enough to have great care from these hands?” He took our drinks and placed them on the
round table.
I was speechless. My hands seemed so small in his much larger
ones. I wasn’t expecting it when her
leaned down and captured my lips. The
very gentle kiss quickly turned more passionate. When we broke apart it felt like I’d stopped breathing.
Lance took my hand pulling me
back inside. “We don’t want to give
your neighbors a show.”
Like a child I followed without
questioning him. I’d never done
something like this before. Well okay
there was that one time but we’d been hot for each other for months. We got what we both wanted or needed then
never bothered each other about it again.
I didn’t want that with Lance.
Not a one night stand. I really
wanted this to be more.
“Where’s the bedroom?” Lance asked brining me back to reality.
“Down at the end of the hall,” I
answered against my better judgment.
He quickly swept me up in his
arms and carried me down the narrow hall.
Setting me back on my feet Lance
went to the radio switching it on.
“Dance with me?”
We swayed to the sultry slow
song that the radio provided. I felt
suddenly at ease in Lance’s arms.
I yawned and Lance smiled down
at me. “You had a busy night. I should get you to bed.”
He took my hand and led me over
to my canopy bed. God only knows what
possessed me to make the bed this morning when I woke up. He sat me on the edge of the bed and removed
my shoes. I never knew how sensuous
that simple task could be. Lance slid
his hand up my leg and under my short skirt pulling my pantyhose off. I moaned just from his touch on my thighs.
He leaned up on the bed and
claimed my mouth in a passionate kiss as he yanked the blouse that I was
wearing out of the waistband of my skirt and pulled it over my head leaving my
lips just long enough to complete this task.
Next was my bra, which he almost tore from my body.
I reached down and undid the
button on his jeans and helped him out of them. He broke away to pull his shirt over his head and kick his jeans
and shoes off.
Climbing back on the bed her
pulled my skirt up. He slid his fingers
down me to find me wet and very ready for him.
I arched up as he slid his finger inside of me. “Oh my …” I moaned.
Lance stopped momentarily, “Um …
do you have …”
“Top drawer in the bath room.”
Lance hoped off the bed and was
back in a flash. He removed the condom
from the package and I helped him put it on.
He kissed me once more before burying himself deep inside of me. It didn’t take long before we were both
screaming out in ecstasy.
Lance climbed out of the bed and
went to the bathroom. I pulled my skirt
off and grabbed my robe off the chair.
I was sitting on my side of the bed when he returned to my room.
He was completely naked when he
returned to my room. The man was
fabulously built. He smiled and walked
over to me kissing me lightly on the lips.
“May I spend the night?”
“Sure,” I said even though I
wasn’t sure I wanted him to. I never
brought men home like this. Never.
“Mind if we stay up and chat for
a bit. I’d like to get to know you a
bit better.”
I laughed. How silly was this. Usually you got to know the person before
you slept with them. “What would you like
to know?” I asked really wanting to
just climb under the covers and sleep.
“Anything.” He climbed into the bed on the other side
and pulled me to him. He spooned up
behind me and wrapped his arms around me.
“What were you like as a child?”
“Spoiled rotten. I always got my way.” I laughed at how silly that sounded.
“Me too.”
“I just can’t see that.”
“I always get what I want. I wanted you the first moment I saw you
tonight and I would have done anything to have you. Now I’ll do anything to keep you.” Lance said in my ear. His
warm breath on my skin gave me chills.
He was on the right track. At
that moment there was nothing that would tear me away from him.
We continued to talk all through
the night and Lance actually fell asleep mid sentence. I pulled the covers up around us and curled
right up next to him drifting off into what was the best sleep that I’d ever
had.
The End
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