[center][h1][color=a187be]Natasha Brinne[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Her Apartment
[b]Interacting With:[/b][@HushedWhispers] [@Turnaround Amy] [@Raxacoricofallapatorius] [@Universorum] [@Xtreme] [@Denny] [@ChaoticFox] [@lopsided] [@Aewin] [@SgtEasy] [@rougeLily] via Text from Claire or just hearing the screaming[/center][hr]

	Tas sat on her bed, curled up as she wrote in her journal; trying to put to words the events of the last week. She had just gotten off shift and taken a shower and had a little bit before she headed off to do her daily routine. Shifting the towel on her head she flopped back and stared at the ceiling. It had been an interesting week to say the least and it all had started with Nat's birthday party; which honestly could be looked at by some as one of the worst days and on some level for Tas it had been. 

	Then again, as she thought about how the night ended she couldn't help but smile. Turned out all the problems and drama of the day had lead both her and Sam to their own individual epiphanies about how they felt about each other. Biting her bottom lip she chuckled to herself thinking how silly they both had been by not just speaking up earlier but right then that didn't matter. At least it was out there now and they were trying out the dating thing.

	It had been a huge change for Tas, normally one to run from these types of situations but life had been tossing her curve balls lately; she didn't want to run from this. Granted, not really knowing how fast to move in a relationship they were both nervous about had created a bit of awkwardness; like how fast should they move? She loved him, there was no doubt in her mind about that and she was sure that he felt the same way; so that wasn't an issue. The issue was the only intimacy she had had in a very long time had been of the [i]chill[/i] variety and there was no emotional attachment there. 

	Throwing ones heart into the mix seemed to make it a lot more complicated. This had lead to a few tense moments over the week but despite that Tas honestly hadn't felt this happy in as long as she could remember. That was something worth fighting for in her book, something that made taking things slow well worth it. Looking back at her journal she just doodled a bit before closing it up and tossing it to the side. She'd write later.

	The last week had flown by. Work had been hectic, between the ER and checking up on Eddie each shift to see how he was healing she had been a bit swamped. She didn't talk to Eddie, mostly stopping by in the middle of the night to check in with him and speak with his assigned doctors to see about progress. She doubted he was even awake when she popped in to check his vitals at night and read his chart.

	Tas was almost done with her residency and had two job offers on the table to take over as attending for various ER's. One was right where she was, UCSFMC; which she was over joyed about. The other was back in Chicago... Northwestern Memorial. She didn't want to move back to Chicago but it was one of the top Er's around. What she could do and learn there in a year would take five here at UCSF. She was torn right then between rational versus emotional reasons. Rationality told her to take the job in Chicago, hands down. Her heart on the hand, chose to stay right where she was.

	And then there was Claire. The two were kind of tense after everything that went down. It wasn't that Tas was mad at Claire for defending Nat; Claire in all honesty had done the least amount of damage to Eddy. The only real hit from her being a punch to the face. Tas had taken a worse beating from Claire in the ring at the gym. A single punch in Tas's mind was called for but of course that had not been the only hit the man took. Having said that, Claire and Tas had a bit of a tiff about Claire needing to stop by and see how the guy was doing. As far as Claire was concerned, it was over and she'd buy him a beer later as long as he didn't pull anything else on Nat. Oh well, Claire was loyal to a fault; so Tas couldn't exactly stay mad at her. Better to have Claire back you up than be in her path it seemed.

	Groaning she rubbed her temples, she had a headache and was hungry. Then she remembered the chocolate mousse in the fridge Sam had made her and she smiled. [i]"Oh yeah,"[/i] she thought to herself. Hopping off the bed she scampered into the kitchen, the living room window open and a nice breeze blowing through the room. Opening the fridge Tas froze in place as a loud [i][b]SPLAT![/b][/i] rung out.

	Slowly Tas turned around, her mouth slack jawed as she stood there with a face full of chocolate mousse that was dripping down onto her shirt. She was in complete shock for a minute before she took a deep breath and screamed. [color=a187be]"WHAT THE FUCK!!!!"[/color] she screamed at the top of her lungs. Outside she heard laughing and narrowed her eyes, running over to the couch and putting her head out the open window. Down on the street there was Claire laughing her ass off and snapping pictures of Tas as drops of mousse fell from the doctors face and hit the side walk floors below.

	[color=a187be]"CLAIRE!!!!"[/color] Tas bellowed.

	[color=82ca9d]"Happy Early April Fools!"[/color] Claire laughed as she posted images of Tas onto instagram. #Shithitthefan #Chocolatefacial #DocIsPissed

	[color=a187be]"You're dead meat you Irish bitch!"[/color] Tas yelled as Claire sent out a mass message to everyone in the group with a picture of Tas hanging out the window covered in the chocolate mousse.

[center][b]To: The Scooby Gang[/b]
[color=82ca9d]Doc may be late for lunch, seems she chose to eat dessert first. ~Image~[/color][/center]

	Hitting send Claire ran off, she had a client she needed to meet up with this morning before anything else and it wouldn't be good to be half beaten by a ticked off Russian when she showed up. Tas screamed at her as she ran off. Turning she slumped down on the couch and huffed. Wiping some of the mousse off her face with the tip of her finger she tasted it and sighed.

	[color=a187be]"Damn... what a waste..."[/color] she grumbled.