Chapter 2: Who’s the scrub

Willow: Why don't you guys go home, clean up and get some rest. I'll stay here with them tonight.

Noah: I can't.

Liv: Noah please. Go get some rest. We'll still be here when you get back.

Noah: I can't. The thought of almost losing you and the baby has me all fucked up. I couldn't possibly sleep.

He speaks with great sadness as he walks back to her side of the bed.

Willow: You at least need to clean up. The soot you have all over you is bad for the baby.

Liv: Willows right honey. The doctor said the same thing.

He lets out a deep huff of defeat. Liam puts a hand over Noah's shoulder.

Liam: Come on, you know they're right! Besides, the guys are still waiting down stairs anxious to get home too.

Liam walks Noah out of the room still holding my hand stopping at the door way.

Liam: Did you drive?

Willow: No, I came in the ambulance with them.

Liam: Ok. I'll bring him back in a little bit and get you.

I nod as he kisses me. No sooner had they arrived; they were gone. I run into the private restroom to pee and wash my hands that are grey from Liam's clothes and hair. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and laugh at the ash marks on my cheeks where Liam had wiped my tears. After I clean up, I return to the small round plush chair in the corner and wait for Ash to finish eating and or fall back a sleep so I can lay him down for her.

Willow: How are you feeling.

Her soft brown hair is half falling out of her bun. Her green eyes are blood shot and I can see the hint of tiredness and pain, but she plasters on a smile anyway.

Liv: Good thanks to you.

Willow: I didn't do anything Liv.

Liv: You saved us Willow. Had you not come when you did and called for an ambulance.

She freezes with eyes flooding. She takes a few short breaths.

Liv: They said the umbilical cord was wrapped around the baby's neck and that, had I not gotten in when I did, he wouldn't have made it.

I leaned forward taking her free hand in mine.

Willow: If you hadn't called me Liv? I wouldn't have known.

I looked away feeling the guilt. She patted my hand.

Liv: He's asleep.

I walked around the other side carefully taking him from her and setting him in the hospital bassinet. I stared at him for a long while allowing myself to feel happy. Happy that everyone I care about is safe. The feeling is soon replaced with a chill at my back. The same feeling, I had on the way to the cafeteria. I look towards Liv who's finally asleep, when I hear the sound of a man clearing his throat. I slowly turn around to see Dr. Benson in the door way.

Dr. Benson: Sorry I didn't mean to startle you.

He takes a few steps inside picking up Livs chart. I stand protectively between him, the baby, and Liv, watching as he flips through the chart.

Willow: What are you doing?

I whisper low enough for him to hear and not wake the baby. He sets the chart down after signing it and smiles.

Dr. Benson: I was the surgeon who assisted Dr. Lee. I usually check in on all my patients before I leave for the night.

Willow: Oh. Well thank you then. For saving them.

God, I felt awkward with this guy and now I felt bad. He wasn't just a doctor but he was the surgeon that saved Ashes life. I looked up at him with apologetic eyes. He smiles with a bit of cockiness.

Dr. Benson: Just doing my job. So, I take it that was your husband earlier.

A flash of embarrassment rose in my face at the thought of how rude I must have been leaving him hanging as he spoke about his wife in the elevator.

Willow: Yes, it was.

Dr. Benson: And Mrs. Landry's husband?

Willow: They both made it.

Dr. Benson: That's good, how is she and the baby.

Willow: Real good.

There's an awkward silence for a moment. Dr. Benson rubs the back of his neck as his eyes search mine in the dimly lit room.

Dr. Benson: Forgive me if I'm over stepping, but you have the most beautiful blue eyes.

I was not expecting that.

Willow: Um... I

He laughs softly.

Dr. Benson: I'm sorry, I guess maybe I'm still a little star struck from earlier, but you really do have beautiful eyes.

Liam: What the fuck did you just say to my wife?

Or that. I turn to shush Liam as he instantly takes me into his side, staring down the doctor with a murderous glare. Dr. Benson holds his hands up.

Dr. Benson: It was a mere observation. There was no intention behind it. You're a very lucky man.

Liam puffs his chest ready to say something when Noah quickly intervenes, shaking the doctor's hand and guiding him out of the room. I turn to Liam with a scowl, putting a finger on his lips and gesturing toward baby Ash. Liam's jaw muscle relaxes as his eyes soften when he finally gets a closer look at his god son. I wrap my arms around his waist and he gives me a squeeze. Once Noah returns to the room, I give him a hug. Liam pats him on the back and we say our good byes. It's near midnight and the hospital feels like a ghost town. The second the elevator doors close Liam pins me up against the wall, kissing me fiercely. His tongue passes my parted lips, while his fingers dig into my thighs. His eager erect cock rubs against my wet center through my thin capris.

The ride home is quiet. Too quiet. I can feel he's keeping something from me. As if I had allowed myself to believe all the fires were miraculously put out reality hit. He parked the car in the garage.

Willow: How long before you have to go back.

He turns off the car and lets out a long huff. He brings my hand to his lips and looks at me with apology.

Liam: Tomorrow.

I close my eyes trapping the tears. Liam lets go of my hand and runs around the car to open my door. I compose myself as he takes my hand lifting me to his chest. Batting my eye lashes at him I smile.

Willow: I suppose we better make the best of the time we have wouldn't you say Mr. O'Bryan.

He growls kicking the door shut.

Liam: I do say Mrs. O'Bryan.

He tosses me over his shoulder, and bolts into the house. Past a meowing Loki and into the bedroom where he slams the door with his foot and tosses me on the bed like a caveman. In seconds he's completely naked and stripping me of my shoes and pants. My thin grey hoodie and tank top follows. He reached around unclasping my bra, tossing it aside before devouring my breast with his mouth. The feel of his hot breath and teeth grazing my flesh sends a flurry of butterflies through me as electric sparks linger across my skin. In one swift motion he releases my breast, exposing the hardened pink nipple to the chill air and slips off my black panties. Nudging my thighs apart with a knee. He takes me with raw hunger, plunging his cock deep inside me without mercy.

Liam: Fuck, you feel so good baby.

I suck in a breath, digging my nails into his shoulders. My walls clench around his thrusting cock, holding on to the lingering climax. He works his body into a sweat releasing his built-up emotions with every thrust. I let a moan of pleasure escape as my orgasm courses through my body. He slams his hips into mine one last time as he succumbs to his own orgasm. I run my fingers through his sweaty hair pulling his lips to mine. He wraps his arms under my shoulder and rolls me with him on his side.

Willow: I love you so much Liam.

I say into his relaxing chest.

Liam: I love you Willow. God do I love you.

He breaths out heavy, still capturing his breath and kisses the top of my head.

Willow: What happened out there. The news showed your crew vanish behind a wall of flames and smoke. I....

Oh god no. Keep it together. I sniff in a deep breath. Liam grabs my chin lifting my lips to his.

Liam: You know how the news is. If it's not being fabricated it's being exaggerated. We created a back fire while pushing a double blaze. We managed to keep it headed towards the lake away from the homes, but it's still only 40% contained so we need to get back there to relieve the other crew.

I feed my arms through his pulling my self-further into his chest. I can't imagine my life without Liam, but I also couldn't be more proud of who he is. The world is blind to the real heroes. Firemen, police, military. All taken for granted and discarded while rich celebrities and ball pushers get all the glory as if they could ever be so brave.

Liam: Who's the scrub?

Willow: Dr. Benson! He assisted with Livs C section.

Liam gruffed out a jealous breath.

Willow: Liam, you know my heart belongs to you.... My eyes!

I bat my lashes at him.

Willow: My mouth!

I kiss his pouty lips.

Willow: My hands!

I run my hand down his rock abs and gently strum my fingers against his shaft.

Willow: Do you not trust me.

Liam: You know I trust you. I don't trust other men around you. Look at you. You could wear a trash bag and they'd all still want to fuck you. I need to make sure they all know you're mine.

Willow: I love how protective you are of me but sometimes it can be a bit over the top. I mean Noah really.

His chuckle vibrates deep through his chest.

Liam: It's my nature.

He attacks my ribs with his fingers, sending me into a fit of laughter. His cock was swollen with need again. I attacked his lips twisting my tongue around his as I rolled over top of him, re adjusting myself on his hardened member. I tighten my walls around him slowly sliding up before relaxing and slamming down. I re tighten my walls again and repeat the slow torturous upward motion. Grabbing his hands, I bring them up to my breasts and hold them while I throw my head back releasing a pleasureful moan. Circling my hips, I rub my clit against his base creating another surge of electrifying pleasure.

Liam's hands fly to my hips as he takes control moving me how he wants me, while thrusting himself so hard and fast we both scream out the others name. I ride out the title wave of pleasure before collapsing to his chest. The rapid beat of his heart begins to sooth with his calming breaths as we both succumb to much needed sleep.