Dreams
Part Three
By Carrie Verkman
carebear1025@juno.com

Dave Malucci-Ladies Man.

Dave Malucci's Saturday night's often consisted of this: a can of beer, a phone and his little black book. How he managed to collect so many girls' phone numbers was a mystery. Dave was feeling kind of low, (Jing-Mei had rejected him once again) so he decided to give some girls a call. The first one was Melissa, who he met at a health club. He called and got her answering machine.

"Hello, this is Melissa. I'm not here right now, but leave a message and I'll call you back. Unless your Dave Malucci, I'll call the police. (Beep)"

Dave hung up. "Strike one." he said to himself. Next, he dialed Christina's number.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Hey Christina. It's Dave. You know if I could rearrange the alphabet I'd put U and I together. Hello? Are you there?" Dave heard a dial tone. He tried again; calling some woman named Jennifer.

"Hey Jennifer, it's Dave. If you're not busy, do you want to go out with me tonight?" Dave was desperate.

"Dream on!" Jennifer said.

"Fine then I will. Tonight I'll dream of something a little nicer!" Dave snapped back. It was hopeless.

Dave finished the last of his beer. He reclined his chair and he soon fell asleep.



Dave walked in through the ambulance bay doors. He was in a good mood and he even walked while whistling. Randi, at the admit desk, was the first to see him.

"Good morning Dr. Malucci. I had your blue scrub top dry cleaned, pressed and ironed." she said, handing him a plastic bag.

"Thanks Randi. But you didn't have to do that." he said.

Randi sat on the desk in a very explicit position. She undid a few buttons on her shirt revealing a lot of cleavage, and began to twist a strand of her hair. "I'd do anything for you, doctor."

"Oh-kay." Dave said. He was about to walk into the lounge, but he heard Abby and Jing-Mei talking so he gave them some privacy. But when he heard his name, Dave stayed outside the door to listen.

"Yesterday I saw Dave with a little boy. He was pretty scared so Dave kept doing magic tricks and playing with him, it was so sweet. Dave is really sensitive and compassionate." Abby said.

"Yeah, not to mention he tells great jokes. He always makes me laugh." said Jing-Mei.

"And you know what else is great about him?" said Abby. "That body of his. I bumped into him during a trauma and I felt his rock hard pecs. He is so buff you could iron clothes on him!"

Dave decided to appear on the scene so he pushed the door of the lounge open. "Good morning ladies!"

Abby and Jing-Mei turned red. "Hi Dave." Jing-Mei said shyly. "Um, I was wondering, if you're not busy, if you'd like to go out with me tonight."

"Why Jing-Mei." Dave said, pouring some coffee. "I'd be delighted!"

Abby jumped in. "But Dave, wouldn't you rather do something fun with me?" She walked up to Dave closely and began to run a hand over his chest.

"Hey! I had him first!" Jing-Mei said, pushing her aside.

"Ladies, there's enough Dave Malucci to go around. Abby I'll go out with you tomorrow night."

Abby sat down and crossed her arms. "I had him first!" She mocked Jing-Mei.

"I heard that! You wanna take it outside?" Jing-Mei stood up to Abby.

"Yeah! Let's go!"

Both girls left the lounge. "Gee, I didn't know I could be so much trouble." said Dave. He picked up some charts and left the lounge.

"Malucci! I need to see you." Dr. Weaver said. She was waiting for him at the admit desk.

Oh boy, I'm in trouble again, Dave thought. "Yeah, Chief?" he asked.

"I was wondering if you'd like to get a cup of coffee with me." said Kerry. "Also we haven't ever really talked and gotten to know each other."

Dave noticed the tone in her voice was thick with passion. "I'd love to, but I've got a lot of patients today." Dave said. "Another time, maybe?"

"Okay." Kerry said, her hand moving past his waist. "I will be waiting for you." Kerry ran her hand over Dave's ass as she walked away.

Dave stood there looking confused. Carter walked up.

"Hey man, did Weaver just touch your ass?" Carter asked. He had seen the whole thing.

"I-I think so!" Dave said. He had a goofy smile on his face.

"You are so lucky. I don't know what I would do if Weaver." Carter noticed Dave staring at him. Carter turned bright red.
"I, uh, I think they need me in Trauma One." Carter scampered off, embarrassed.

Dave couldn't believe it. Every female in the ER was crawling over him. All the nurses had been flirting with him too. However Dave liked it. He could gain a reputation as the Ladies Man of the ER. Dave headed to the lounge at the end of his long day. He was greeted by Luka, who was also leaving. Dave sat down on the couch.

"Whew! What a day! I don't know what I did, but every girl in this hospital wants me now." Dave rubbed his tired eyes.

Luka chuckled. "Good for you Dave."

"Yeah, nobody doesn't like Dave Malucci."

Luka took a seat next to Dave on the couch. He was very close to him. "That's so true. It's hard to resist someone like you Dave." Luka moved closer to Dave. He began to kiss Dave's cheek.

"L-L-Luka?"

Dave woke up screaming. His body was covered in sweat. He soon realized he was at his own apartment. Dave recalled the recent dream. It would be nice to have so many women after him, but could he handle commitment to just one? The exact thought scared Dave. And the thought of a man, especially Luka Kovac, making a pass at him, terrified him even more.

Dave got up and held his little black book, filled with girls' phone numbers, in his hands. He opened a window and threw the book outside into the darkness of night.

The End.