This week's ABH is rated TV-14. Hope you all enjoy!


Another night, another date with Adam consisting of front row tickets to his
show. You are not amused. It's not that you don't enjoy watching his act.
You just don't like him building up your evening together and then springing
this on you last second. Adam just can't say no to holdover performances.

"So," he jumps down off the stage, "who's gonna come out and play ?"

You smile, 'Geez, he is such a ham." You notice him wandering your direction
with *that* look in his eyes. No. He wouldn't dare.

"How about you lovely lady?" He has stopped straight in front of you. You
look at him with murder in your eyes, which only makes him smile bigger. You
try to shake your head politely no. "Aww, she's shy. Let's give her some
encouragement." He starts the audience in a round of applause. You
reluctantly take his hand and let him lead you onto the stage. "So what's
your name Beautiful?"

He wants to play? Fine. You'll play. In your best Irish accent, you announce
your name as Svetlana Rodriguez, and watch him try not to fall apart
laughing.

Adam helps you into his box and closes the door. As soon as it closes, the
trapdoor hatch below you drops and sends you sliding under the stage.
Unfortunately, someone forgot to hammer one of the nails in properly last
time they worked on it and you have sliced your arm open. From the way it's
bleeding, you figure it must be quite deep.

Jonathan is below to greet the "volunteer". He smiles when he sees that it's
you, then gets a nearly panicked look as he sees the blood. "Jesus! What
happened?!"

"There's a loose nail in the chute."

"I have to get you to the hospital."

"No. Not yet. Help me wrap it up. I have to show up at the door or it will
ruin Adam's act."

"But...you're bleeding!"

"Please Jonathan?"

He wraps some gauze over the wound, muttering the whole time about
thickheaded magicians and their stubborn girlfriends, and helps you to the
auditorium door. On your cue, you open the door, keeping your arm behind
you. The spotlight swings over to you. You smile and bow slightly. As the
light moves away, you exit, catching Adam's eye for just a second. He looks
concerned that you're not resuming your seat but the music cues him to set
up the next illusion.

Jonathan is waiting outside. "I'm going to drive you over."

"No. Ask one of the crew to do it please. He needs you here. Bring him over
later. Don't tell him I'm hurt until after. If he asks, just say I wasn't
feeling well.:"

"Are you sure?"

You nod. Jonathan wrangles one of the stagehands, who helps you into her car
and whisks you off to the hospital. Fortunately for you, it's a slow night
and you get in right away. Your arm is still bleeding. It's begun to ache.
You find yourself suddenly sleepy. The doctor has given you some pain
killers and has told you it will need stitches. As he begins to suture the
wound, you nod off/pass out.

"Which one is she in?" The sound of Adam's worried voice carries through the
emergency ward. You open your eyes and within seconds, see the curtain part
and Adam enter. He takes one look at your arm and hisses in sympathy. "Oh
Love."

You look down at your arm as well. "Eww, nasty. That is going to leave a
scar."

"This is all my fault."

"It was the nail's fault. Don't panic. It's over with. Just be thankful it
got me and not a real volunteer or you'd have a lawsuit on your hands right
now."

"So I'm supposed to be happy you got your arm tore up and stitches?"

"Don't forget a tetanus shot and pain killers."

"I'll have someone's job for this."

"Why?"

"Hmm?"

"What would you have done if it had been you?"

"Well...nothing I guess. These things happen."

"Exactly. So quit bitching, sweet man that you are, and come over here and
give me a hug. I've had a bad night." He smiles and approaches. "I don't
like hospitals and I don't like shots or stitches and I am so sleepy." Adam
sits on the side of the bed, easing your head down on his chest. He kisses
your forehead gently, then tilts your face up to his. His lips take yours.
You feel his hand slip down the front of your dress.

"Adam!"

"Yes?" He says, looking rather like the cat that ate the canary.

"Are you taking advantage of a drugged and injured woman?"

"I was trying to make the woman feel better. Was I succeeding?"

"Well...yes."

"Right. Then quit bitching, sexy thing that you are, and pucker up." He
flashes you the smile he knows you can never resist and you let him kiss it
all better...


Have a magical Monday!

GylzGirl :-)



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