A/N: Here I am again, after a very long absence! I know, real life has a tendency to do that. But I'm still not happy about it! Fortunately, my muse was working overtime, and she helped me come up with this little chapter! Two people who are in love, two people spying on them. You'll have to read it to figure out who's spying, thought! Let me know what you think! Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!
Disclaimer: Even after writing this, I do not own All Saints. And I'm afraid I never will, either.
"Frank, could you have a look at my patient, please?" Von asked.
Frank looked up from the files he'd been reading, lowering hem unto the surface of the front desk.
"Alright, since I'm in a good mood today, I'll humor you," he said, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
Von had to make an equally big effort not to laugh. Luckily for them, they both succeeded, albeit barely.
As they made their way towards Von's patient, Frank noticed that Bart was not tending to anyone, and that Charlotte was filling out the last papers for one of her patients. Von could have easily asked for them to help her out, he realized, but instead she had come to him.
He didn't get a lot of time to think about that, though, as he needed to tend to the patient.
"Amanda, this is doctor Campion. He's here to help me figure out what's wrong with you," Von said.
"Hello, Amanda," Frank said.
Von handed her some tissues as he spoke to her, for a to him unknown reason. A few seconds later, though, the reason was revealed, as Amanda coughed up a rather large amount of blood.
"So when did you start doing that?" he asked, pointing to the tissue.
As the conversation progresses, Von couldn't keep her eyes off of Frank. She thought he looked different today. More at peace. Calmer. Her heart fluttered at the knowledge it was her doing that to him.
She knew she could have called upon Charlotte or Bart to check on Amanda, they would have been just as capable. But she had really wanted to be close to Frank without dragging too much attention to the both of them.
Although she had no doubt that their friends would approve, she knew he wasn't quite ready to show the world just yet. An neither was she, if she were completely honest. She wanted to keep this secret just a little longer.
But her plans for the upcoming lunch break were not exactly fail proof. They could easily be seen then. But then again, she and Frank had always gotten along well, so it wouldn't seem too suspicious.
"Alright, I'll call radiology myself to let them know you're coming immediately. I'll get someone to take you, okay?" she heard Frank say.
He motioned for Von to follow him and closed the doors as soon as they were both out. She could tell he wasn't too happy.
"What's wrong?" she asked, softly.
He rubbed his face.
"She might have a growth on her lung. I'm running a few test on the blood you took, and I'm hoping she won't, but I'm not feeling too positive about this," he said.
She couldn't help herself. Before she knew what she was doing, she had put her hand on his hand.
A soft smile graced her face when he smiled a little himself.
"You know what? It's nearly time to take a lunch break. Even you are allowed one, you know. Maybe we could go and eat something together? It would take your mind of off things," she offered.
Her heart was beating more rapidly now. What if he thought she was crossing some sort of boundary here? They were still at work, after all.
"I'd love that," he said.
Before she had had the time to take the words in, he had dragged her up. Not letting go of her hand, he lead her out of the E.R so they could go and get something to eat in the cafeteria.
Von looked around discreetly. A part of her was a little afraid someone might notice them walking through the Emergency Department hand in hand. This was all so new, she didn't want any trouble this soon. But Gabrielle was busy tending to a patient, as were the others. And Dan was looking over some pills with Charlotte.
"What do you want?" Frank asked her when they reached the cafeteria.
Von thought about that. The food wasn't the best you could get, but at least it was better food than most hospitals serves. She smiled a little at that.
"A sandwich, please," she said.
Frank looked over the other dishes. By the look on his face, none of them were his food of choice.
"I think I'll have one, too. The other stuff doesn't look all that good," he grumbled lightly.
Von tapped his arm lightly, barely managing to hold back the laughter bubbling up inside of her.
The sandwiches they were presented looked as if everything was fairly fresh, so she was glad she had opted for one. And Frank seemed pleased, too, which she was grateful for. The poor kitchen staff probably had enough trouble as it was keeping up with the stream of visitors, doctors and nurses to deal with an unhappy customer.
Frank pointed to a table partially hidden by some bushes and trees. She nodded, following him.
"How long do you think it'll be before somebody realizes we're missing and comes looking for us?" he asked as they sat down.
Von cocked an eyebrow at that question, but pondered it non-the-less before replying.
"Not too long. I'm the nurse with the most experience, you're the boss. Maybe fifteen minutes, considering they'll probably realize we're eating. Why?" she asked.
Frank had just taken a bit, so he had to leave her waiting for an answer a little longer than she had hoped.
"I just like spending some time with you. Even if it's risky doing that here," he told her.
Von could hardly believe what Frank was saying. He normally wasn't one to show his feelings, and although she had seen glimpses of them before, he was going all out this time.
She realized this relationship had already begun to change him. He was still the strict doctor he had been when she first met him, he could still be just as much of an ass as he used to be. But in front of her, his walls were beginning to crumble.
"It's a good thing then that I like spending time with you, too. Or you'd have a problem," she countered.
As they continued to eat, stopping every few bites to keep their conversation going, they were so lost in each other they did not notice that they had been followed out of the Hospital by two people they worked with on a daily basis.
Charlotte and Bart were hiding behind the tree farthest away from the two. They'd wanted to get closer, but there wasn't enough cover to make sure they could approach them without being seen.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Bart frantically whispered.
The sound was a little louder than he had expected, probably because of the stress he was in.
Charlotte poked him in the ribs lightly, effectively shutting him up so they wouldn't be caught eavesdropping on their boss and colleague.
"You are doing this. Now be quiet and listen. I'm sure something is going on between those two," Charlotte whispered.
Bart took the risk of glancing past the tree then, just to get a glimpse of them that would tell him that Charlotte was wrong. Of course he had noticed the changes in the two's behavior, but they couldn't possibly be dating, could they? Were they even remotely interested in each other?
What he saw, immediately told him Charlotte might actually be up to something. Frank was holding Von's hand, and she didn't seem to mind at all. And after looking around to make sure nobody could see, he kissed her cheek, which she also allowed him to do.
"Okay, you're right. They are definitely dating," he told her in a barely audible voice.
Charlotte stuck her tongue out at him when he said that, obviously happy she had been correct in assuming something had changed in the dynamics between Frank and Von.
She grabbed a hold of Bart and pulled him closer to her and down to the ground when she saw Frank and Von getting up. No need to blow their cover now, after all.
"Don't worry, I'm sure Amanda's test results will be back soon. Whatever it is, we'll deal with it then," Von said.
Frank shook his head bitterly.
"Yeah, well, I just don't feel like telling a young woman she's about to die a horrible death because of a growth on her long. Not today I don't," he told her.
Von squeezed his hand, letting him know she knew how difficult it was to be the bearer of bad news. During her years as a nurse, she had delivered it far too often to her liking.
As they disappeared, both of the spies behind the tree came back up.
Bart saw Charlotte's triumphant look and knew he was going to pay for not immediately believing her later. But he thought it was best not to remind her of that promise just yet.
"What are you going to do now that you've proven your theory?" he wanted to know.
Charlotte thought about that for a second. Whatever decision she made, it had to be the right one or it could end her in a whole lot of trouble.
"Wait," she finally said.
Bart looked at her questioningly.
"I don't know how long they've been together. Maybe this is still very new. Who knows if they'll make it? I'm not taking the risk of causing trouble in paradise," she explained.
Her companion breathed out a sigh of relief. At least she wasn't going to do anything stupid.
They began walking back to the hospital, getting ready to start working again. Even though staying focused might prove a little bit harder for them now that they were aware of one of the biggest and probably best kept secrets in the entire building.
"Bart?" Charlotte suddenly said.
He looked at her now, his mind returning from his journey to what Frank might do if he ever found out the two of them spied on him and Von.
"Yeah?" he said.
Charlotte stopped before continuing to speak.
"Don't forget I promised to make you pay for not believing me. Be prepared," she said.
Charlotte smiled smugly as she turned around again and walked through the doors of the E.D.