healing. It wouldn't be too many more days before she could remove the sutures
completely.
"This looks really good Sam. I'm going to leave it uncovered from now on. It
needs to get some air to complete the healing. I should be able to remove the
sutures in a few days." She hoped Sam would perk up with the good news.
Sam sighed in relief to have the uncomfortable tape and dressing removed. She
glanced up at Riley finally meeting her eyes. "Thanks." She said softly.
Finding no other reason to stay, Riley left to check on her other patients.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Riley was back on the surgical floor later that afternoon. She hadn't been able to
get thoughts of Sam out of her head all day. Riley peeked into Sam's room and
found her alone and again staring into space. She wondered why Kim and Jess
weren't with Sam. Spotting Sue the young nurse assigned to Sam, Riley
bypassed Sam's room, heading for the nurses desk.
"Hey Sue," she greeted. "How has Sam McKenna been today?"
"Oh Dr. Connolly I'm glad I caught you. I've been worried about her. She's been
really down since her sister left. She had to go back to work. Mary walked with
her in the morning but put in the nursing notes she seemed very listless. I tried
to get her up later in the evening yesterday but she refused and asked for her
pain med."
"Was that after Dr. Thompson was here?"
Sue looked hesitant to answer, finally she just nodded in response to Riley's
question.
"Damn it Claire, what did you do to her?" Riley muttered under her breath.
"Thanks Sue."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Riley made a detour across the street to a local sub shop before heading to
Sam's room. She approached the bed and placed the bag in her hand on the
over the bed table. Sam glanced over and smiled slightly. She was down but still
glad to see Riley.
Riley knew she needed to do something to bring Sam out of her depressed
mood.
Smiling she asked, "How are you doing?" Sam opened her mouth to reply but
Riley cut her off. "And don't you dare say okay." She warned mock glaring at
Sam.
Sam couldn't help it; she laughed lightly feeling her mood lighten a little. She met
Riley's eyes before replying.
"Good." A long pause, "I'm good."
Riley grabbed her chest and slumped against Sam's bed. "Oh my god...two
words in a row!"
Sam reached out and playfully slapped Riley's arm grinning. "Alright cut it out
smartass."
Riley grinned standing up and picking up the bag she'd set down when she
came in. "How about some dinner? Guaranteed to be better than anything food
service can come up with." She laughed before adding. "Not that just about
anything isn't better than what the food service provides."
Sam's eyes lit up like a kid getting a treat. She pulled the bag toward her and
Riley's stomach growled expectantly. Sam laughed her dark mood lightening
further. She passed Riley one of the sandwiches from the bag. "We should feed
that thing before someone gets hurt," she teased Riley.
Riley scowled and opened her sandwich taking a big bite. She moaned in
pleasure. Sam looked down at her sandwich trying to hide her flushed face. Her
heart had started to hammer when Riley moaned. God I hope Jess and Kim are
right; this woman just HAS to be gay. I have to ask her about Keith, she
promised herself. The smell coming from her sandwich distracted her thoughts.
She unwrapped it to find a Philly cheese steak. She took a big bite of the
sandwich and moaned as Riley had.
Riley felt a flash of arousal when Sam moaned. She hid her face in her dinner
hoping Sam wouldn't notice.
"This is SOO good," Sam enthused. "Good beef and melted cheese, one of my
favorites."
"Ah a woman after my own heart, none of the health food stuff for me either."
Riley laughed.
Sam saw her chance and decided to take it. Riley stirred feelings in her she just
couldn't ignore. Please don't let her be straight. "Yep, if I was going for
someone's heart it would definitely be a woman's." She laughingly told Riley,
closely watching her expression. Riley smiled brightly.
Riley looked Sam right in the eyes. "Yes, I'd have to agree with you there." She
blushed when she realized what she'd blurted out.
YES! Sam shouted silently to herself. Before she could say anything else,
Riley's pager shrilled.
Riley pulled it off her belt and cursed when she read the display. ER 911.
"Damn I'm so sorry, I have to go. It's the ER."
Sam watched in disappointment as Riley hurried out the door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Riley berated herself as she rushed toward the ER. Why the hell did you say
that? You're supposed to be distancing yourself from this woman. Not telling her
you're gay! Riley was confused. Sam knew about Keith but had still sought
confirmation that she was gay. How did she know? I've got to talk to
her...soon. She forced all the thoughts swirling in her brain away as she entered
the ER.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sam sat finishing the dinner Riley had provided. Her mind went back over their
conversation. She really needed to talk to Riley and ask her about Keith. She
couldn't help grinning at Riley's confirmation. She was never going to hear the
end of it when she told Jess. Guess her gaydar wasn't on the fritz after all, she
laughed to herself. Sam felt the most lighthearted she had since being shot. Just
the thought of having a chance with the beautiful doctor made her heart soar.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Riley leaned against the wall outside the recovery room. It was after 9pm and
she'd just completed the surgery on a motorcycle accident victim. The young
man was very lucky to still have his leg. She shook her head in dismay; he was
just a kid. She walked down the hall mentally debating, should she go to the on-
call room and get some much-needed sleep or stop by and see Sam. She tried
to convince herself her concern was just for the well-being of a patient but in her
heart, she knew it was far more than that. Riley was drawn to the woman and
couldn't seem to stay away. She glanced up to find herself in front of the
elevators. The doors opened and the up button arrow was lit. Well guess that
answers that, Riley thought to herself as she stepped into the elevator and
pushed the button for the sixth floor.
Sam's door was open but the room was dark except for a dim light over the bed.
She sighed in disappointment and started to turn away.
"I'm awake." Sam called out.
Riley made her way into the darkened room. She stood next to Sam's bed; she
could just make out her face in the dim light. "Sorry I woke you."
"You didn't I was just lying here." Sam said then added shyly. "I'd hoped you'd come by when you finished."
Sam reached out and gently took hold of Riley's forearm guiding her to sit on the
side of the bed. Riley resisted knowing it was inappropriate for her to be sitting
on a patient's bed or at least this patient's bed.
"Come on," Sam encouraged. "I can tell you're tired. Just sit for a few
minutes...please."