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"I owed you one," Maggie said with a sad smile as she took a step back.
Sydney grinned somberly and turned away, heading for the exit.
Maggie's breath caught. Her heart felt like it was being held between a vice. She heaved a sigh, shaking her head. It couldn't end like this. Not after...everything. Jogging a few steps, Maggie took hold of Sydney's shoulder and turned her around.
Sydney's face contorted with confusion. "Maggie?"
Maggie paused. Gathering her nerve, she rushed out the words, "You get to me."
Sydney frowned. "What?"
Maggie let out a shaky breath. "You know how you said you've had patients that 'get to you'? Well, that's what you do to me." Maggie shrugged, allowing a small smirk to tug at her lips. "Minus the whole being pregnant and patient part."
"Maggie..." Sydney huffed out a disbelieving laugh. She shook her head. "You're not making any sense right now."
Maggie reached out and took hold of Sydney's hand. "Listen, I hold my tongue about a lot of things and I'm not the most aggressive person..." She tilted her head, smiling slightly. "Well, unless we're talking pastries; I will fight for glazed deliciousness."
"Stay on track here, Lin," Sydney said with a raised, amused, brow.
"My point is..." Maggie continued, moving closer. "I'm willing to let a lot of things go, but you're not one of them."
Sydney laughed nervously, running a hand through her hair. "So I'm a 'thing' now?" She asked in an attempt to break the tension.
Maggie gave her a stern look. "I'm being serious, Syd."
Sydney swallowed hard. "M-Maggie...I--"
"Please don't go," Maggie whispered. "Stay."
Sydney's eyes darted towards the exit and back to Maggie. After a heavy beat she sighed, dropping her head. With shaky hands, she slowly set down her bags...