In the Hillside General hospital cafe, Watson in a cap acting as a disguise, a black jacket, white shirt black jeans and white sneakers, Bethany in navy blue medical scrubs, enjoying a late lunch together, once in while sipping from their glasses of juice and looking at each other, smiling like kids, so childish yet lovely. He had requested to meet her there on a Monday for lunch and of course something else that he wanted to get off his chest, for someone else it would have been awkward to have the conversation they were about to have but for them there was never a right time because of her line of work.
"Enjoying yourself B?"
"Thank you, I seem to eat a lot when you're around" she said through a mouthful of broccoli.
"That's a good sign, means we're free with each other. We're ready f
