Weaver walked into the lounge feeling relieved that her shift was finally over. She went to her locker and pulled off her lab coat and hung it up inside before pulling on her coat, it was rather cold outside and she wasn’t looking forward to waiting for the L in the dark by herself. She pulled on her hat and then her gloves before turning to leave for the night. Carter came through the door looking like he was ready to leave too, she smiled at him and then blushed slightly, she had feelings for him but she couldn’t even begin to convince herself that he would be interested.

“I think today might have been a record setting day.” Carter said to her as he put his stuff in his locker and grabbed his coat.

“Why do you say that?” Weaver replied looking for any excuse to stay and talk with him for just a little while longer.

“Three different kids puked on me…do you know how many times I had to change?” Carter laughed slightly and shut his locker. He put his watch back on before pulling on his coat, and then he turned to look at her, “Hey you look pretty worn out too, how about we go out for drinks? My treat of course.” There was no way she was going to turn down the chance to be with him, and so she nodded and they both headed out of the hospital together. She was more then happy to see that he drove which meant that she wouldn’t have to wait in the cold for a train that would most likely be late, and that also meant she would have a ride home. He drove her to a place that she hadn’t been before and it didn’t look like it was in the best part of town. The bar was called Lillian’s, it was a small privately owned pub over looking the river, and considering the neighborhood it was actually a decent place.

They sat in a booth, the place was nearly empty but Carter said he liked it there, he hated to go to a busy bar after work because it most certainly didn’t help him relax. She had to agree with him on that, it was better to go to a nice quiet place where you could sit and have a beer and talk with some one about your day.

“So did anyone puke on you today?” Carter asked after the waitress had delivered their drinks and a rather flirtatious smile to Carter. It was a bit unsettling to her because the woman was young and blond with the figure of a playboy bunny and she suddenly felt a little stupid for having a crush on him in the first place. He didn’t even seem to notice that the woman was smiling at him from across the room but she figured he was just being polite, that he wasn’t going to flirt with some one when he was with his boss.

“No…thank god.” She took a sip of her beer and relaxed more in her seat all of a sudden feeling like she could go for a cigarette, which was something she had quit years ago. She figured that it was because she was feeling nervous and excited all at the same time, she hardly ever got to spend time with Carter like this any more. “Although some one threw a stool sample at me.”

“Oh…that’s just wrong.”

“Well I ducked and it hit Luka.” She laughed and took another drink, “Needless to say he wasn’t very happy about that.”

“I though monkeys were the only species that did that.” Carter replied before taking two large gulps of his beer. Weaver smiled and nodded slightly sometimes she wondered if the monkeys were more civilized then most of the people who came into the ER.

“Never underestimate the patients at county general Carter.”

“I hear that!” he raised his bottle of beer in a toast with a grin on his face and she chimed her bottle with his with an equally big smile on her face.

They both ended up having two beers before heading out of the bar to take a nice walk on the edge of the river. It was dark and the stars were lit up in the sky, Weaver wished she could express her true feelings to Carter but she didn’t want to be rejected by him either. She sighed as the turned the corner, which would ultimately lead them back to his car, and leave her alone for the night once more. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her back and she fell, she was only down for a few moments and when she opened her eyes she saw that Carter was down too. She was a bit dazed but aware enough to notice a man with a gun demanding her purse, she shook her head slightly not fully able to process the information with the injury he caused. He aimed the gun directly at her head and put his finger on the trigger, she braced herself for injury when Carter moved in front of her rather quickly. The gun when off hitting him in the shoulder, and consequently the man took Weaver’s purse anyway and got the hell out of there.