White Lie - Chenford

Chapter 21

"Hey, Nolan," Lucy smiled. She'd missed seeing her friends, working, even breathing the outside air.

"Feeling better? You sound terrible." Nolan asked, Lucy busy looking for an outfit. They hadn't spoken since Lucy's last shift, and even then they weren't able to socialize much.

"Yeah, a little. I wish I could see you and Jackson, I miss you guys so much." She frowned, pulling out another hanger from her closet.

"We miss you here too, Grey's been extra hard on us with out you here." John scoffed. "Well, get better." He said lastly, before hanging up. Maybe his T.O. was back? Lucy couldn't bother to worry about  Nolan at the moment, she was too focused on her appointment at the clinic.

She looked at her clothing options one last time, before deciding on black leggings, and a black T-shirt.

***

"I know you're not back yet, but my appointment is in twenty. If you could meet me there that would be great." Lucy left a voice message for Tim. He hadn't answered her calls, and it left a weird feeling in her gut.

She had finally been leaving the house, for the first time all week. She made sure to send Tim a final message, reminding him of the address of the clinic, in case he made it.

"Here we go," She whispered to herself, backing out of her parking spot.

She made sure to play some positive music on the radio, in hopes of distracting her brain from the possibility of fertility.

***

Upon entering the building, Lucy was greeted with a smile from the receptionist. "Name?" The blonde asked, her blue eyes looking up at Lucy.

"Lucy Chen, I called a few hours ago." She tapped her fingertips on the counter.

"I see, Dr. Garcia will be with you soon." She smiled. Lucy looked over at her name tag, reading "Hanna." She couldn't be over 23, Lucy thought. "Thank you." She scanned the room, before taking a seat in the waiting room.

Lucy's nerves increased when the sound of the main doors banging together echoed in the empty room.

"Sorry," Tim awkwardly scratched his neck, looking at the terrified receptionist.

He quickly found Lucy, who was staring at him.

"You made it," Lucy smiled.

"I promised you I would." Tim took a seat next to her, letting her reach over for his hand.

"You didn't answer your phone, I figured Grey needed you or something... why didn't you answer?" Lucy's eyebrows drew together.

He grabbed his phone out of his pocket, clicking the phone's button. The screen showed a dead battery. He chuckled, squeezing Chen's hand.

"Well, that was quite an entrance." Lucy smiled, suddenly much more relieved.

"They felt heavy when I pulled them," Tim shrugged, smiling.

They sat in silence for a while, scanning the room.

"What if our stalker is watching us right now..?" Lucy questioned. Then, we will figure it out. For now, all you have to worry is about what the doctor says." He reassured her. She smiled, happy with his answer.

"Wait, if your phone died, how'd you get here?" Lucy giggled, crossing her legs.

"I'm still a cop, I know how to memorize a location." He scoffed, crossing his arms.

"Right, right." Lucy giggled again.