challenge 3

He peered around the corner. Gage saw that ‘the’ nurse was still standing outside of Treatment Room Three. "Go in…go in, already," he franticly urged in a whisper.

DeSoto picked their box of restocked items up from the supply desk and stepped over to where his partner stood…hiding? "What are you doing?"

"See that girl standing in front of Three?"

Roy took a gander down the ER corridor. "Yeah?"

"She’s the one I was telling you about."

"Be more specific. Is she the one you were telling me about today, four days ago, or last week?"

"This morning," John irritatedly reminded him.

"O-Oh…THAT one. If you’re so anxious to meet her and ask her out…then, why are you standing there, hiding?"

Gage gave his partner a glare of disbelief. "Are you kidding? I can’t let her see me like…this!" he determined and motioned to his sooty, sweaty dirt-covered self.

They had just come from a bad one and neither of them was exactly looking at his best.

"Some women might think you looked ‘sexy’," DeSoto teased.

"Yeah…well…with my luck, she’d prob’ly be one of the other ones. You know, the ones who think this look is ‘disgusting’."

"What d’yah say we go find out," Roy suddenly suggested. He latched onto the lurker’s left arm and began pulling his protesting partner off down the hall…towards ‘the’ girl…of the moment.

He peered around the corner......no one was in sight. (I can't believe I'm doing this)

Ducking back, he didn't want to be seen, (I've got to stay hidden...wonder how long I'm supposed to). He heard footsteps and peeked around the corner again, ducking back quickly as a small face turned. (Oh man, I hope she didn't see me) Waiting a few more minutes in the darkened corner by the house, he felt a poking sensation on his backside, turning around he sighed.

"You gotta find me now, so close your eyes and count to a hundred" she saidas she skipped off to find a good place to hide.

Covering his eyes, Johnny mumbled "I gave up going out with the guys to that new club, so I could do...this....oh well.....1...2....3...4...5....."

The End

He peered around the corner, this wasn't like him, but Mike Stoker was on a mission. He usually never came to Rampart, but on his day off decided to visit a really cute little girl that the guys had rescued from a fire. While he was there, the most beautiful woman caught his eye. Now I know why Gage cases this place out all the time. Stoker had self-confidence, but this nurse was hot, and he just did not know how to approach her.

Finally she rounded the corner, and holding the teddy bear meant for the little girl, he gathered the courage to say hello!

"Hi yourself, and who's your friend? That's gotta be the cutest teddy bear I've ever seen!"

"Oh, I'm Mike Stoker, and well, he's yours if ya want him."

"Well, I'm Mary and what can I do to return the favor?" She asked Mike as she took the cute little bear.

"Well, I could take you to dinner tonight. What time do you get off?"
"Pick me up at 7. Just happens I was going to a club anyway and have an extra change of clothing with me."

Stoker was so excited.....now I need to go get another teddy bear.

He peered around the corner. A quick scan of the hallway showed it to be clear. Carefully and quietly, he edged along the wall toward his goal, the elevator. Just a few more steps and he would be safe.
As he reached for the button, he breathed a sigh of relief and prayer that the elevator would respond quickly. A weary smile broke out on his face as the bell dinged and the doors began to slide open. Just
as he lifted his foot to step through, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Going somewhere?" came the rich tones of Head Nurse Dixie McCall.

His brown eyes closed in resignation, he turned around to face the blonde. "Go ahead, say it. Get it out of your system."

"What in the world happened to you?" she asked, startled by the blue paint splashed across the man's face and clothes.

"I was helping open a fingerpaint container for the kids in Pediatrics and it exploded."

Dixie held her hand over her face, trying to stifle her giggles without much success. "Oh, Mike, I'm s-sorry."

"Yeah, yeah. Now if you've had your laugh for the night, I'd like to get this stuff cleaned off before someone else sees me." With that, Doctor Mike Morton got onto the elevator and headed for the nearest
shower.