Rita paced nervously in the ER waiting room at Palm Beach Memorial Hspital. It had been 2 hours since Chris was brought in. So far nobody had told her anything. Capt. Lipschitz was siting in an orange plastic chair with his wife, Frannie. They had ben there aobut an hour. They were glad to that Rita was alright.
"Rita, Dear, why don't you sit down. You're not doing Chris any good, jut pacing. You need to sit down and rest. You've been through a lot lately. you must be exhausted."
"Thank you Frannie, but I prefer to stand. Why hasn't anyone told us something." Just then a man in green scrubs walked out of the emergency rom. He approached the threesome.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Douglas. I was the chief surgeon operating on Sgt. Lorenzo. Are you all his family?"
"No, I'm capt. Lipschitz, and this is his partner, Sgt. Lance. We are the closest family, Sgt. Lorenzo has right now. His parents live out of state. How is he Doc?"
"He is going to be alright. His shoulder is messed up pretty bad. It's going to take some hard physical therapy to help it. The bulet also nicked his lung, but we patched it up the best we could. He has lost some blood, that might be a concern, but if he is showing signs of improvement tomorrow, he'll be able to go home. He is asleep right now, but you may go see him if you wish, but please onmly one at a time. He's a little disoriented aobut what happened. He is in room 332"
"Thank you doctor." Rita stuck out her to shake the doctor's. "Thank you very much. You don't know how much hlep you have been."
Dr. Douglas leaned forward and whispered in Rita's ear. "I think I do. You're 'partner' wanted me to tell you he loves you."
Rita just smiled big. She turned to Harry and Frannie. "If the two of you don't mind, I would kind of like to see Chris."
"Perfectly understandable Deary. Heschy and I will just come back tomorrow morning and see Christopher." Rita gave Frannie and Harry a quick hug, then headed for the third floor, to room 332 to see Chris.
She gasped as she entered the room. Chris was hooked up to all sorts of IV's. He even was hooked up to one through his nose, to help him breathe. She sat down in chair next to his bed. She picked up his hand careful not to pull out an IV. She laid her head down on the bed. She was so woried about him. "I love you," she whispered before falling asleep.
Rita woke up feeling something gently squeezing her and. She looked up to a pair of deep blue eyes. "Morning sunshine." Chris whisphered hoarsely.
"Morning Sam." Rita greeted him. Without thinkng she leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Chris' lips. After the kiss ended Rita spoke "What have I told you aobut doing this to me Christopher?"
"Don't say Christopher like that, you make it sound like I'm in trouble."
"Are you?" Rita smiled and kissed Chris again.
"Rita we need to talk about this. Are you sure you're ok with what is happening between us?"
"I am Chris. I have wanted this for a while."
"Me too, Rita, me too."
Chris scooted over in his hospital bed. He patted to the spot next to him. "Come on Rita, come to sleep with me. I know how uncomfortable those chairs are."
"That's ok Chris. I don't want hurt you."
"Come on Rita, you need the rest as much as I do. Its 5:00 AM, the doctors won't come for awhile. Please Rita? It will help me sleep better."
"Ok, Chris. Only, because you need to sleep." Rita got into bed with Chris. She laid her head on his chest as he securely wrapped his arms around her.
"Good night Love!" Chris whispered as Rita drifted of to sleep.
THE END
**Sorry it took me so long with getting this up. I was extremely busy with school. I would like any feeback. I will be wokring on a continuing saga with Chris and Rita, please tell me what stuff you would like in it. KAB.** (Disclamer, Rita, Chris, Jillian, Frannie and Harry do not belong to me.)