"Okay... What in the hell is smetana?!!???" Abby wailed, halfway through
the recipe.
"Beats the hell out of me.." Muttered Carter, still nursing a nasty headache. He grabbed a bottle of brown powder from the cupboard and dumped it into the boiling pot.
"AUGH!!!!!!!!! What was *THAT*!!!????" Abby yelped, glowering at him and smacking his hand with the wooden spoon.
"I dunno.. It looked like something you'd put in soup.." Carter sighed, throwing up his hands.
"Something you'd put in soup?!" Abby stuck her finger in the pot to get a remnant of powder on her finger. She stared at it for a moment before sticking the finger in her mouth. "Ewwwww... Carter!!!!!!!! You're disgusting!! The soup is ruined!!!!!!"
"WHAT!" Carter looked at the boiling pot and watched the powder be enveloped by the bubbling lamb stew.
"God... I'd sure never EVER want to be a patient of yours Carter!" Mark grumbled pulling the bottle out of the cupboard and staring at it. "What is it? I don't read Croatian..."
"I.. I wanted to m-make him s-something special!" Abby sniffled tearfully..
"Why don't we take him out for supper.. I saw a tavern when we drove through town.. Why not go out for some Croatian pub food?? That way Dave gets his damn beer-" Doug paused and looked at Dave who was grinning from ear to ear. "-and we don't have to eat anything that has-" He grabbed the bottle from Mark and tossed it to Carol..
"I.. I think that's powdered mucilage.. Glue.." Carol shuddered and threw the bottle in the garbage.
"Right.. That settles it, load up, we're going out for supper..." Benton barked, waving them towards the door. "Come on people!"
"But Kerry ordered us to take a shower, I don't think she'd appreciate us joining you for dinner, smelling like a barn. Maybe we should do as she asks.." Doug said while grinding his teeth.
"I am NOT going like this Peter, so you can damn well wait!" Growled Carol irritably, stripping to her underpants in the kitchen and hurrying up the stairs, giving the men a slight peep show.
"Okay guys.. That's enough.." Doug threatened mildly at the men with the lingering stares. He chased his wife up the stairs and goosed her slightly, giving the group some definitely ear-candy of her surprised squeals and giggles.
Carol ran into the bathroom and had the door almost shut when Doug's hand slipped in the door jamb and caught it.. "Uh uh... Trying to escape Dr.Love.. Bad bad girl.. You're going to be punished for that.." He grinned evilly and backed her into the showerstall.
His hands explored her body, her full breasts and hips and the slight pudge that she still retained from the birth of her twins. Doug walked behind her in the small shower and wrapped his arms around her kissing her neck as the water started to fall, Carol sighed happily. "Doug.. We have to actually get ready to go out for supper.."
"Screw that... Kovac will be out for hours.. Pregnant.." Doug chuckled and nibbled playfully at the nape of her neck, running his tongue along her jawline and kissed her ears.
Carol laughed. "Doug...." She gasped suddenly as she realized that her husband's hands had taken a drastic southern vacation. "D-douuuug!!" She moaned happily.
Soon all the group was groomed and showered and clothed (Taking turns showering.. There was no Mass ER shower orgy.. You filthy minded person!) and they piled into Drzislav's station wagon.
"Where are we going again?!" Dave whined.
"Dundo Maroje.. Malucci.. It's a bar downtown.." Luka muttered irritably.
He knew he should be happy Abby wasn't pregnant, but a little Luka.. It
would have been nice to have children again.
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