Thread: An Unexpected  Reunion  (SithMistress & DeviantAngel)

Holly didn't wait long to get dressed. She fair ripped off the hospital gown and started donning her Street clothes before Aubrey had removed the IV. Holly, I need to finish this real quick and I'll remove the IV. You'll be good to go then. The IV tubing had gotten caught inside of Holly's shirt as she tried putting it on and Aubrey rolled her eyes. Placing the chart down, she walked over and took Holly's hand in her own, gently. A bandage in hand, she slowly pulled off the tape holding the IV in place. She then placed the bandage atop where the IV was and pulled out the tubing slowly. A bead of blood welled up at the site of the stick, but Aubrey pressed down on the bandage, laying it flush against Holly's skin. Sounds good, I will be ready at 7 and be waiting outside for you. Holly walked over to the counter, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen. The paper was Holly's doctor's note for work, complete with Aubrey's signature. After writing down her address, she gave it to Aubrey. Thank you for everything, I will see you at 7. And with that, Holly left the room. Aubrey was stunned at how quickly Holly had flew out of the room. Her ex had seemed almost eager to escape, and Aubrey felt a touch hurt by it. She got over it quickly, realizing that Holly was probably just eager to leave the hospital under her own power. A lot of the patients she saw didn't want to be in the hospital and did everything they could to try and avoid an extended stay. When discharged, few lingered long enough to say goodbye. The rest of Aubrey's day was a blur of patients, lab tests and scattered traumas. Grueling as it was, Aubrey enjoyed it and when it came time to end her shift and finish up her charts, she was always a touch sad. She knew she was making a difference in people's lives, and wanted to work more. But, she was also aware that she would be working a whole lot more once her internship began the following year and to enjoy her time off while she could. It would be in short supply soon. Aubrey walked out the door of the hospital at almost exactly 615. On the walk to her car, she debated going home first to change out of her scrubs and into street clothes. Tossing her bag and purse into the back seat of her car, Aubrey pulled out the paper Holly had written her address on. Her handwriting was marginally legible, though Aubrey was able to make out enough to know roughly where she was going. The drive was slow, traffic snarled on several major arteries because of accidents. As she passed one of them, Aubrey had to suppress the urge to park the car and help the EMTs. She knew she could help them, but she realized she had made a commitment to Holly, and she was determined to show her ex that at least she knew how to honor her commitments. The bitterness of that thought made Aubrey rather pensive as she drove. She knew she had every right to be bitter about the way she and Holly had separated. But, was it healthy for her to continue to hold such a grudge? After all, it had been several years already, and the two had clearly gotten on with their lives. Also, would their relationship have survived the distance between them? As much as she had hurt when Holly had left, wouldn't she have felt the same every time Holly went back to school? Turning know the street where Holly's apartment was, Aubrey promised herself that she would treat her ex better than she had. A nugget of remorse settled into her gut over the text messages she had sent. They had been a bit harsh. She needed to remember that Holly had done what she had done to better herself and not to hurt Aubrey. There was no malice in her actions, and Aubrey couldn't fault Holly's decision to follow her dreams. She saw Holly standing out front of her apartment complex and pulled the car up beside her. She was wearing a bright yellow sundress that hugged her curves, showing off a fair amount of cleavage. The wind whipped the dress about as Holly opened the car door, and, for a brief second, Aubrey caught a fleeting glimpse of Holly's red underwear. And her naturally curly, brunette hair was obscuring her face a bit, blown about by the stiff breeze. Even so, she looked amazing and Aubrey could see how she'd been attracted to Holly in the first place. She really was quite lovely. I hope you weren't waiting long, Aubrey stated as Holly slid into the passenger seat and buckled her seat belt. You look amazing. I don't think you've ever looked more beautiful than you do right now. Aubrey almost regretted saying those words, knowing that Holly had a tendency to take compliments a little overboard. Back in the day, Holly had been so starved for attention, she latched on to anyone that was complimentary of her in any way. It had been a bit uncomfortable for a fair number of people, but Aubrey knew why she did it. She had been lonely. And Aubrey had been the one person who'd understood her and fought for her. She started driving toward her home, sneaking an occasional glance over at her ex. Aubrey hadn't realized just how stunningly beautiful Holly had become. In the gym, she'd been to stunned and angry to notice. And at the hospital, she'd been to focused on her work. Holly...I...I feel I owe you an apology for the text messages I sent the other day. I was angry over things that had happened years ago, and was lashing out at you. While I was hurt by your actions, it was a long time ago and we've both grown since then. I shouldn't have taken out my anger over past events on you like that. You deserve better from me. And, well, I'm sorry. I hope you'll forgive me for such pettiness.