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20 May 2006 @ 09:07 pm
Date: 5/20/06
Location: Phone call
Status: Private
Characters: Chase, Cameron
Completion: Complete

Chase took a deep breath and picked up his cell phone. He eyed the box of kittens on the table and looked up Cameron's number, hitting the send button with his thumb once he found it. He counted the rings on the line and hoped that she'd pick up.
Dr. Allison Cameron, M.D.: curiousthroughtrauma on May 21st, 2006 01:12 am (UTC)
Cameron was at home, standing in her kitchen and casually flipping through the yellow pages for a cat rescue center (there were so many!) and dialing numbers only to be told that they were closed.

She left a message at each and asked for a call back, also mentioning that she'd filled out their application and wanted to fax it over for approval. And boy had she filled out a lot of applications. They were stacked up next to her on the glossy counter top.

The phone rang and she snatched it up, knowing that it was either work or a rescue organization. "Hello!" she chirped into the receiver, turning around to lean her back against the bar.
not_a_wombat: Callingnot_a_wombat on May 21st, 2006 01:19 am (UTC)
Chase let out a small sigh of relief when she answered--there was no way he could keep all three kittens. "Hey, it's Robert...I..." he paused. What if she'd changed her mind about getting a pet? She did say she was just thinking about it, after all.

He cleared his throat. "Were you serious about wanting cats?"
Dr. Allison Cameron, M.D.: skepticalthroughtrauma on May 21st, 2006 01:21 am (UTC)
Cameron eyed the stack of applications and said coolly, "I'm still thinking about it." She didn't want everyone to think she was that desperately lonely, after all.

She twirled the cord between her fingers and watched the herbal tea start to boil on the stove across from her. "Why?"
not_a_wombat: Callingnot_a_wombat on May 21st, 2006 01:29 am (UTC)
A small grin began to form on his face. "I found three kittens in the alley next to my apartment complex on my way home from work. I just got back from the vet--he said they're all healthy, but I can't keep all three of them."

He walked over to the box on the table and reached in to pet his new friends. "I was wondering if you were interested in taking them."
Dr. Allison Cameron, M.D.throughtrauma on May 21st, 2006 01:38 am (UTC)
Cameron smiled beautifully and closed her eyes. This was so much easier than all those applications and while she felt about for those homeless cats... well, this was Chase and three deserted kittens didn't sound too good.

"Three? Where is the mother cat? You can't keep them all? How many can you keep? Did the vet worm them? Did you look at his facilities before he treated them? Did they get their first shots? How old are they?" she rushed out, grabbing her car keys off the key rack on the wall and dropping them into her purse.

"And when can I come meet them?"
not_a_wombat: Callingnot_a_wombat on May 21st, 2006 01:50 am (UTC)
Chase ran a hand through his hair, trying to remember everything she'd asked. At least this was reassurance that she'd take good care of them. "Yeah, there are three. The vet said they're seven or eight weeks old. They've been wormed and they got their first set of shots today, but they'll need some follow-up vaccinations in a few weeks. And he's a very good vet--I think he went to Cornell."

He watched the orange kitten play with the white one while the black kitten purred under his hand. "I didn't see the mother anywhere around--they were in a shoebox in the dumpster. I'm only allowed to have one pet in this apartment, so I'd need someone to take two of them. But you'd mentioned wanting more than one..." He paused, afraid that he was putting too much pressure on her; he didn't want her to feel obligated to take them, but he didn't want to end up sending them to a shelter.

"If you're interested, you can come over whenever you're ready. I mean, tonight would be great, but if you want to wait until tomorrow that's fine."
Dr. Allison Cameron, M.D.throughtrauma on May 21st, 2006 02:13 am (UTC)
"Cornell, that isn't too bad," she said, examining her manicured fingernails. "Not too bad at all, actually. My landlord gave me special permission to have two. I think he feels sorry for me since I'm still single and never have company and always work." She laughed. As if that wasn't true. "If you see the mother, try to catch her. We can get her spayed so this doesn't happen again."

She grabbed up her purse and slung it over her shoulder. "Well, I'll see you in a few minutes, yeah? I'm going to come over and see them. Do you want me to pay you back for their shots and stuff?"
not_a_wombat: Callingnot_a_wombat on May 21st, 2006 02:25 am (UTC)
He was glad she wasn't here to see him roll his eyes--perhaps there was such a thing as caring too much. "It's no problem--the vet did it for free because I was rescuing them. I'll give you his card when you get here."

As the words left his mouth, he realized she'd never been to his apartment. "Do you need directions? It's the red building on the corner of Welch Avenue and St. Claire, number 258."
Dr. Allison Cameron, M.D.throughtrauma on May 21st, 2006 02:39 am (UTC)
Cameron tried to walk away from the counter, but the cord snapped and she froze. "Hello?" When Chase sighed into the phone, she sighed too, thankful he was still there.

She turned, scurrying to find a pen and wrote the address on the palm of her hand. "Thanks. Great. See you in a minute," she said breathlessly, hanging up her phone.
not_a_wombatnot_a_wombat on May 21st, 2006 02:47 am (UTC)
As he hung up the phone he turned to the kittens. "Guess what, you guys! I found someone who wants you!" The three mewed in response. "Don't worry, she'll take great care of you."