He brought life into that room. She liked his full laughter, how he rushed to make her feel more comfortable, the move as he picked up the pen for her - Michael was so vivid. Not just as a physician but as a human being as well. Simply it was good to look at him - he had everything she had to miss. Being doctor Michael Austin, now that could be something really exciting and satisfying! Little she knew about his loneliness, his failed relationships, women as his ghosts, his longing for a family, for a<em>home</em>...! She only saw the disguise and that looked just perfect.<br/>When he offered to pull the stand closer and place the pen there she blinked one, long. 'YES'. But this was just so poor, so Allie added a<em>"Thank you"</em>once she began to stab the keyboard again and also she tried to smile at him though it was too risky while writing so she rather chose to put a smiley after her thanks. What a crazy era! A machine smiles for you... - she thought bitterly, however without her laptop she would have been practically mute now, so it was time to accept this.<br/>And move forward.<br/><br/><em>"So... Doctor Michael. You're a busy man, eh?"</em>Allie typed when he glanced at his watch, just like yesterday and possibly every morning.<em>"I won... I always know what's the time."</em>She referred to the small icon on the monitor.<em>"I could even ask money for it and build up a carrier here... Don't you think?"</em><br/>It was much easier to see cheerfulness in her clear hazel gaze than on her distorted face, soon he could figure this out. And those eyes were definitely smiling at him now.<br/>Then Francis entered quietly, to check on her infusion and also to damp her lips with icecubes, which seemingly came like salvation for her, eagerly she tried to catch as many drops of water as she could, whether he was watching it or not. This was her oasis in the desert of so called medical care and also the presence of this nun, her soft smile, her cool palm on her forehead, that little act how she caressed hair back on her temple meant the closeness of an angel for Allie. They shared a warm smile...<br/>"Good." Fran mopped some escaping drops from her neck. "Are you tired, dear?" - she asked her seriously, like she didn't trust the girl's judgement, but actually it was just her motherly concern for this special patient.<br/>Two blinks. 'NO'.<br/>"All right then." The nun gave a friendly smile to both of them and once again she made sure the caller was properly fixed to her left hand, so she could sign anytime.<br/>"Would you like me to take these away?.. Or leave them here?" - she now asked with the kerchief and the bowl containing the icecubes in her hand.<br/><br/>Refreshed by the moisture and her pure goodwill Allie began to type and somehow they could suspect another joke was to come. Maybe that playful sparkling in her eyes...?<br/><em>"Oh! Could you deprive me of a handsome doctor's fondness?!... Just leave those here. Otherwise how will I ever be married, holy sister?"</em><br/>Actually she felt thirsty like hell, despite of the fluid running into her vein constantly, despite of the two cubes she already had.<br/>Hearing the mechanic female voice telling these funny sentences Fran leaned closer, cupping her face.<br/>"Okay. Then I'll just leave them here. I could never forgive myself if I spoiled your future, young lady.. Just call me if you need anything."<br/>After another encouraging expression given to Michael she was about to leave but then...<br/><em>"Fran. This buddy has been a doctor for seventeen years... Don't you think he's a bit too old for me?"</em><br/>Giggling she shook her head and closed the door as quietly as she came in a few minutes ago. No matter how weak she was this morning somehow you couldn't leave her room without getting into a better mood. She was like the Sun, peeking through even the thickest clouds.<br/><em>"When I was seventeen year old"</em>- she continued typing.<em>"I tried party drog. Only once... It seems it was an unfortunate try."</em>She added a little face with its tongue sticked out.<br/><em>"Now you tell me a music to listen. We can retire Guiseppe for today."</em><br/><br/>