[Once Upon A Time]Is it madness or love...?|1-on-1|

Jefferson was at his home, franticly working on his hats.Wrapping ribbon around one and pin it to make it stay there.There was desperation that did perhaps consume him.Was it madness that truly consumed him?The most important thing the hatter wanted was to be with his daughter again.I was torture to watch her from afar and know that she doesn't remember him.His broken promise that caused him such pain.

This hard work he did was feeling hopeless.Jefferson had decided to get some fresh air.Nothing he could do at the moment would help.So he would take a break,perhaps he might find something outside that may be of help.So he walked outside of his home.Then walked around the town, after looking around there.It was night time,the cold air hitting against his skin.Causing him to shiver slightly.

Jefferson looked in a sign what said' the march hare' and decided to enter.The reason why he decide to was that he thought it might calm him down a bit.Perhaps he might get some information.So entered the cafe/bar
and looked inside it.

He sat down in one of the bar stools.So well,he was at the bar he might as well get a drink.

"Hey,Bartender."He said calling out to the bartender.As he waited he thought about what drink he should get.Tonight he didn't plan on getting drunk.So he manned on only drinking a little bit.He glanced around Tue bar.Now that he thought about it he doubted that anyone could help him.But still he would try.He was patient as he waited.After all,there were others at the bar.
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Amiee stood in the be at the rabbit hole.She served her costumers,it was easy for to remember what everyone wanted.She smiled and put down one of the guts drinks.

"Hey,Babe."One of the customers flirted to her.

"Hey,Andrew.You want your usual or do you want something new?".

"The usual.You know how I like it."He said back in the same tone.She knew how to deal with men like him.It was something she was good at.So she mixed the drink and set it down to him.Things did get bring.These guys weren't her type.Well,weren't her type of eye candy.So she could only be dissapointed for now.That and Pray for some good eye candy.Though flirting was allowed usually.The boss had left for a few days because he was in the hospital.

So she'd have to check on her boss later on.That guy had to get in a dangerous accident.Wll,it did give her some flirting time if she saw a cutie.So she smiled lightly.Though she was a bit bored.It was work so she had to keep at it.

After all, Amiee might see a fine guy so she had to keep up the good work.So she handle the ones she flirted with her usual behavior without flirting.Yeah,despite what people my think she doesn't lift with any guy.

April couldn't quite say that she enjoyed working at the bar. For one thing, it was nowhere near as popular a bar as the Rabbit Hole, so on the regular she probably only got a maximum of ten people at a time, more of them just a little too far on the sleazy side of things for her taste. But, they were loyal sleaze bags. And they tipped well. It helped that April seemed to have a knack for mixing drinks. It was always something she was good at, making drinks and the like. She made tea for her half brother all the time, and Dorian tries to get her to work the day shift because her stuff was just that good. Or maybe that was just her brother and her friend being nice to her. She had no idea.

The redhead supposed that this was better than wandering aimlessly around looking for a purpose in University though. At least she had a selected of actual dedicated patrons and- oh. Hello, Newbie. She'd never seen this guy around before. He wasn't unattractive, that's for sure. And, April found herself hoping that this one didn't turn out to be a sleaze bag. Or some kind of obnoxious drunk. She liked 'The March Hare' the way it was, mostly full of chill people getting drunk and remaining chill. She heard him call out to her, and she waved a hand in recognition. She was busy mixing another drink.

Once she'd finished off that unnecessarily complicated order for one of her other patrons, she turned her attention to the newbie.

"Haven't seen you around here before. Get tired of the Rabbit Hole's atmosphere?" It wasn't a secret that the rabbit hole was much more popular, for reasons that always escaped April.

As a cafe, this place was incredibly popular. People loved coming here and having a nice, quiet morning or brunch. But for some reason people preferred the ruckus of the Rabbit Hole to the March Hare. At least Mr. Gold liked this place. For some reason that man couldn't stand the other bar. But hey, he was a valued customer, and she wouldn't complain.

"So, what kind of poison are you looking to give your liver tonight? And should I open up a tab for you?" She asked. He kind of looked out of place in a bar. Like he hadn't been in one for a long time, if not ever. That was kind of strange, considering he was an actual adult man and should have been to a bar before.

It was probably that slightly lost expression on his face. Like he both knew and had no idea where he was. It looked like someone had gotten him turned around and just told the man to walk off in a random direction and hope he found where he was supposed to be going. Kind of sad to be honest.

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Victor knew the whole point of being a doctor was to help people and save lives. HE knew that when he went through med school and got his degree and all that good stuff. And, by proxy he also knew that it would demand odd hours of him because he was the only real doctor in this tiny town. But, he couldn't help but be annoyed. He knew the guy he just finished operating on. WEll, not personally because Doctors couldn't operate on people they knew personally. No, more like he knew of him. The owner of 'the Rabbit Hole' a bar that he occasionally went to when work didn't throw him for a loop and have him come in right when he got off.

Surprisingly enough that happened really often. More often than he was happy about. How the hell the people of Story Brooke managed to get themselves hurt so frequently was a mystery to him. But, he supposed that it did keep him employed, so that was a plus always he supposed. It wasn't like anyone had ever died that he couldn't save, so there really wasn't anything bad in saying that he was kind of glad that this town kept him in business. Besides, the majority of his work had been done caring for David. But, now that he was awake whenever there was a lull in his job, it meant that he got to have some actual free time, which was really nice.

Now that he had finished working on the bar owner, Victor found himself wanting a drink. While he usually had his own stash hidden away in his actual office that he fell back on when he needed to get a bit buzzed before a surgery, he felt that in honor of his patient he should go drink at his place of work. He would be fine and he'd be out of the hospital in a few days if his recovery went as well as he planned it going. The accident itself wasn't anything to laugh at, but thankfully all the injuries he had received were for the most part minor. there were a few serious things, but those would heal without him needing to be in the hospital thanks to his good job.

So Victor left the hospital, taking his pager and telling the head nurse that he was going to be at the bar, and to page him if shit hit the fan again (even though he hoped that they wouldn't) and with that he headed off to 'the Rabbit Hole'. Naturally, it was pretty packed. This was the more popular bar, and he found that the patrons tended to get a bit rowdy. Not that he really minded. IT was all part of the atmosphere. Walking up to the bar, he plopped in a seat and realized belatedly that he was still wearing his doctor clothes. Oh well. The surgical scrubs were gone, so that's all that really mattered.

"Hey Bartender," He called, getting the attractive young woman's attention. "Gin on the rocks when you get a moment." he ordered. "And you should probably open up a tab for that."

He intended to have a good night tonight, and that included copious amounts of drinking. Victor wasn't a bad drunk, quite the opposite. He found that most people enjoyed him more when he was drunk.

Jefferson wasn't used to bars.In fact though he wouldn't admit it he never gone to a bar.Back when he was with his daughter he had to spend money on keeping them alive.So it was hardto go through life.Now he had money in this world however he didn't have his daughter so it was all meaningless.So how could he possibly be happy with this.Jefferson had had achol at home it was to drown out his sorrows.But it could never truly help him.After all,the only thing that could truly heal his aching heart was to have his daughter again.Days went by again and again,the fact that he might never be with her again responded loud in his mind.The pain cutting deeply into him.The man was lost without a way to get out the darkness he was in.

The man looked upon the woman.When he looked at her he noticed that she seemed to be a kind person.Her looks were enchanting.He eyes of hers two beautiful warm chocolate colored eyes.Her hair a gorgeous color of copper.He did find her appearance to quite attractive.Though,he didn,t know much about the woman.He had to admit that her voice was nice as well.A sweet calming voice that he found to be quite nice.

"I have never been to the Rabbit Hole before.I normally drink alcohol at home if ever.I don't drink often,miss bartender.I guess I'll have some scotch."He replied to her.

"Also,feel free to open a tab for me."Jefferson added.He doubted he'd come back often.After all,he didn't drink often so he doubted he'd come here often as well.Though who knows for sure.This place was a lot calmer then how he expected so maybe he might come again.

The question of what to do next was something he wasn't sure how o answer.The man only knew what he wanted to do though it was without an answer.Jefferson could tell that no one here could help him.There was also, the fact that he should bother anyone.Especially, the bartender.She was working and he should just keeping everything in that way he doesn't have to bother anyone.Everything wasn't going the way he wanted.So he may have first thought of talking to the others at the bar but now he wasn't sure.

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Aimee looked and saw Victor.The man was pretty attractive.He was also, wearing doctor clothes.But still he was still pretty good look king wearing that.So she went over there right away.

"Sure,I'll get on that right away, sweetie."She got the glass andpoured it into a glass with ice in it.Then she placed his drink down.

"There you go handsome."She then saw that the others looked inpatient.

"Don't worry,my lovlies.I'll get all of your drinks."She stated with a flirtious wink in their direction.So she went over andworking on other drinks.It was easy for her to do.Though it was harder to do with out her boss here.Even if her boss wasn't here she was making sure to get everyone's drinks done.Men usually were glad to wait since her attitude made them happy enough to.So they didn't mind.The woman there were used to it so the few there didn't really mind.But she managed to get a few drinks set down in front to the right person.

"You're from the hosptial .Hey,did you handle taking care of the boss of this place?If so how is he?".She said as she was shaking up a mixed drink near by him,looking upon him.He could she not ask it gave her something to talk about with this handsome guy .So it was a good thing.It as an excuse to talk to him for now anyway.

She then walked over and set the drink in front of one of the ladies there.This certainly was hard work though it would be fun to impress this guy with her bartending skills.So Aimee was trying hard at her job.

April nodded and went to fix the drink. Ok, well cute guy wasn't creative when he drank but she supposed that was what happened when someone who supposedly didn't drink a lot decided to indulge. She was a pro at mixing drinks, so it was kind of sad to see her skills go to waste, but hey, it was an easy job. And, there wasn't exactly a lot of people around. The patrons were mostly limited to Dorian's friends, and Mr. Gold. He hated the Rabbit hole for whatever reason, and while she appreciated the patronage, she was pretty sure Mr. Gold was the one scaring off prospective patrons. But hey, land taxes were cheap because of his approval of the place, so she wouldn't complain.

It wasn't like April had any stunning plans for her future anyway. Taking a napkin, she put the cool drink down in front of Jefferson and pulled out a tab card, marking one for plain scotch.

"Not that I'm encouraging you to go get shitfaced, but you should explore more if you're going to go drinking. Granted, fruity drinks cost more, but they taste better than straight scotch. Oh, and what name should I put on the tab?" She didn't think tall dark and broody was an appropriate thing to say, even if it did look pretty spot on at this point. She was trying to place the man somewhere in Storybrooke, but she had absolutely no idea who he could be or where he was from. Unless he lived in that mansion just outside of town.

That would explain having never seen him before. She didn't even know someone actually lived in there. "I'm April by the way, April O'Hare. I usually stick to running the bar, but occasionally I'm around here for when the cafe opens. My brother Dorian is a bit of a Narcoleptic, and his friend Peter, the guy who owns this place, has absolutely no business sense. Someone needs to make sure they don't burn the place down before I can open the bar." She explained. April always liked to think that she had good people skills.

Ever since she was a kid she could tell that she was good at keeping people mellowed out. That's why she supposed that she never had to deal with a bar fight. That, and she was friends with the majority of her patrons. It wasn't hard to keep people in line when she got along with all of them to be honest. She liked to befriend her patrons and look over them, it was really second nature to her.

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Victor was grateful for the drink. While he was well aware that his usual choice of drink was rather bland compared to the cocktails and artsy drinks he sees on the specials menu, he wanted something to get the job done fast and just make him not remember the hectic work that came with being a doctor, and also to make him just enough drunk so that he couldn't go back to work tonight. The nurses could take care of whatever was going on inside there. He was positive. Besides the boss of this place, there was hardly any big, doctor worthy things. And even then it was just having to deal with his heart attack. Granted, open heart surgery was no laughing matter. But still, he had it coming. The man seriously needed to take better care of himself. Maybe this would be the wakeup call he so sorely needed.

Turning his attention to the bar tender running around trying to get everything situated with the patrons, he took a minute to admire her form. While he wouldn't go so far as to call himself a ladies man, he did fancy himself popular enough with the opposite sex. And she was attractive. The name of this bartender escaped him, and he was pretty sure there was some kind of unwritten bar code that said flirting with your bartender was probably not a good idea, but hey. Just because something was a bad idea didn't mean it stopped him from doing it before.

"Oh, he'll be fine. I'd say he'll probably be in the hospital for a week or so to make sure there isn't any complications with the surgery, but I don't foresee any reason to keep him longer than that. I was the one to operate on him after all." Victor said, and ok. Maybe he was bragging a little bit but hey, she was cute. HE could afford to show off a bit if it got him points. And more importantly, more drinks.

"I don't think he'll be coming back to work immediately though. He's going to be on some pretty potent painkillers and antibiotics to make sure everything goes well. So total recovery time I'd pin at about a month. Oh, if you see him trying to come here after he gets released I'm trusting you to chase him out. He shouldn't be around too many people within the first week of release because his body probably won't be strong enough to fight off infection very well even with those strong meds. But don't worry, your boss is in safe hands." He assured her, knocking back the rest of the drink and putting the empty glass on the table. "Another, by the way. Drinking to the good health of your boss and all that." he added.

"I'm not the type who drinks fruity drinks anyway.Even though,I don't mind the price.As for my name it is Jefferson."The man replied .It was true that fruity drinks didn't suit him.After all, he was someone consumed by madness and pain.But having her just pour plain scotch didn't give the woman a lot to do.But the man was used to plain things or non sweet things.With how he was poor in the other world how could he afford such things.Sweet things weren't things that suited him.He may have added sugar to his tea but he didn't really care for sugar.Everything was so dark right now so sweet things didn't taste right.

"I'm used to just having plain scotch and other non mixed drinks.Though perhaps I may try one sometme."He explained to the woman so she knows that.Even though he was sure the reason she wanted him to order something mixed was to show her skills.So he was sorry about that though perhaps another time he may try one.But the man doubted that he would like a mixed drink.He understood that one should try something because stating that one doesn't like it.But he just didn't think he'd like it.

He picked up the glass and took a sip of the scotch.The taste was harsh,which he didn't mind.

"You've got a very nice name,April.It is good that you're working here then.You do seem to be good at your job."Jefferson replied giving her a light smile.Trying to be more friendly because he knew that was apporiate in a situation like this.Her name indeed was nice.It suited her very much so.The name felt like it was crafted for the gorgeous woman.It was such a long time time since he flirted.So he was thinking if he should.This was a bartender and he should show respect.Also,there might be chance she'll like him better if he respects that.

He wasn't sure if he was giving of a good impression.But he did hope he was.Cause he was giving off a mysterious and dark aura probably.That was what he was guessing because he wasn't trying enough to act friendly.

Then he decided to ask her a question or two.

"So how do you feelings about working here?".Jefferson asked.He knew that he wasn't giving her much information about himself.Also,she had given him more information then he had.
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Amiee smiled looking over to him in her best seductive way.The bartender wasn't afraid to get her flirt on.The woman always flirted with attractive men.That is why people usually didn't like her.Some girls gave her glares and called her names.It was hard for her to get a serious relationship but she didn't care about that now.

"Oh,so you operated on him.Wow,to know how to operate on people, you must be pretty smart, huh handsome."She didn't mind adding some flirting whenever she talked to a good looking customer.It was impressive being a doctor.The woman knew she could never do anything like that.Her skills lead her to bartending.She knew he was bragging.Aimee found him to be quite attractive.No way, could she not flirt with him.

"I'll trust you with taking care of him,then."She said afterwards.Although,she realized she hadn't given him her name.After all,she should know his name as well because she needs his name for the tab not mention for personal reasons.The woman knew that she was being distrated by him and it was hard to focus on anything else.After all, when a good looking guy is in the room her thoughts get focus mostly on the guy.Yeah,that was why her boss was needed for this place.

"My name is Aimee by the way.What is yours?Should know that cause I don't think I can write mister handsome doctor down for your tab.".Aimee said introducing herself.Now they would at least learn more about each other.Well,she knew some things about this good looking stranger so she could only hope to know more.

April shrugged, watching as one of the patrons who finished drinking packed up, deposited money at the counter and left. Counting it, she organized it into the cash register before turning her attention back to Jefferson.

"I like it enough. I'm a night person so it works out alright." She said, leaning against the counter. She couldn't tell if Jefferson was flirting or not. She kind of thought he was trying to but he wasn't exactly good at it. "Working morning shift is fun too. Less... boozy." She continued with a shrug. While April would like to pass the time by having a few drinks herself to mingle with the patrons but she had a pretty strict 'you get people drunk, not the other way around' kind of policy. "I can hold a pretty good conversation with people who aren't drunk or half way there." April couldn't help but crack a smile at that.

Oh yeah, she thought this guy was really cute. He had the whole 'tortured soul' look going on that really just made her want to give him a hug, but she wasn't sure how professional that would be. Well, the answer was not professional at all, but still. Didn't stop her from having the urge though. She felt strangely endeared to him. Probably because of his aforementioned broody quality. She naturally wanted to help people feel better and that was part of the reason she agreed to become a bartender. More often than not she got to hear a lot of people's problems and she tried to help them as best she could by making drinks and giving a show when they ordered something that needed mixing.

"I used to go to College. Boston University. Well, I still technically go. I'm just on academic hiatus so to speak. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, and before I knew it I was half way through a degree I didn't even want. So I left, came back here, and now I'm thinking through my problems while I help people drink through theirs." She said, before going to close another patron's tab. Looks like no one was planning on getting smashed tonight. Unless tall, dark, and broody was looking to get drunk.

"So, there's my issues, now why don't you tell me what's eating you up. Don't look so surprised, its all over your face, there's something bugging you. That's like, half the reason why people go to bars." She pointed out, not surprised to see a bit of surprise flit over his face at her observation. She was good at getting a read on people. It came with the job of course.

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Victor was pleasantly surprised to see that Aimee was flirting right back with him. He had only been testing the waters with his mostly benign flirtatious comments. He hadn't expected her to actually return them, but hey, if she was looking to flirt, who was he to deny that? He was a doctor after all, and doctors were supposed to have people's best interests at heart.

"Smart enough to save a man's life and earn a doctorate." He told her with a smirk of his own. "So, now that I saved your boss, does this mean I get some kind of VIP treatment? Or should I just take getting to admire what you have going on with a glass of alcohol in my hand as reward enough?" He asked, chuckling slightly. Ok, so maybe that wasn't his best line or anything, but hey. If it worked, then he wouldn't be complaining. Was he down for some action tonight? Maybe. It depended on how soon the exhaustion of performing a six hour surgery caught up to him, and how quickly, if at all, he got intoxicated. If not tonight, then definitely some time soon he was looking to roll around in the sheets with this attractive bartender.

Her personality was one thing, but oh boy did she ever look nice. She matched up his type pretty well, and considering that this was a small town, Victor knew he should be thanking his Lucky stars that a woman fitting his type would even be in here. And best of all, not taken. Well, he assumed she wasn't taken, since she was flirting with him and a good part of the other people in the bar. Victor thought her flirtations with him were more serious than theirs though. He actually got conversations while they just got alcohol and the like. And, when she had finished serving up drinks to the other people in the bar, she came back to him to keep talking. That was a kind of treatment that he didn't see anyone else here getting.

"My name's Victor by the way. You might have heard me as Doctor Whale though." He added. Funny, he was the only doctor in this small town, and she didn't even know his name. Oh well, now she did he supposed, and that was what mattered.

"What brings a catch like you to Storybrooke? It doesn't look like you belong in a small town like this. Yeah, you'd look more at home in a big city or something like that." He asked. Was she from here? He spent so much time in the hospital that he didn't really know many people outside of work.

Jefferson apperaitated her telling him so much.Honestly,he was still being a mystery.Well,he hadn't asked her too much she appeared o love to talk.He did like to hear her say things about her self.It was calming in a way.This could not totally help with his pain but it was a distraction, which the man much needed.Yes,well he did see her as someone who'd work better in a cafe like setting but was glad she was a bartender.The reason being that he was able meet her.It was calming for her to talk t him.Though he had only seen her really talk to him.But he assumed that this had to do the fatct that he was mysterious.

Well,how he was acting wasn't turning her way, which he was glad about.The dark haired man had no idea what to say about his past.After all, he was from another world and remembered tat.So if he told her the truth it'd sound either like lies or him losing his mind.

"Well,I lost someone I cared for and it was my fault.Now she can't even remember who I am and I can't even be around her.I just can't bear it.I don't even know what to do that would map my little girl remember me"He replied with a sad look.It wasn't hard to know that something was on his mind.Jefferson had given her the simple version that didn't give much away.He knew she wouldn't believe the magic or the curse part.So he only left that part out and gave little detail.The reason being that April didn't have her me memories from before the curse clearly.So he had to seem as sane as possible.

Honestly,he doesn't want to talk about his pain.None of it would be of help anyway.This was the work of the curse anyway.

"I prefer not to talk more about myself.If that is okay.If possible I'd rather hear more about you."He said with a little smile.Yes,it was better to get off him.The way he wouldn't have to think about sad memories.If it was possible he'd rather not talk more about them.He'd appear more sane this way and she would think better of him.He wasn't able to come back t his little girl and broke a promise.How could he tell April his sins?This would make him farther away from her.That woman might even hate him.Losing someone else even smene he was just beginging to in was terrifying.
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Aimee was happy to see that he was still flirting with her.It wasn't the best lines yet she still couldn't resist flirting back.

"We'll see what I can do.Maybe later on if your good you may get a reward, sweeetie."She replied with a wink.Well,she was thinking up some good lines and what to flirt back with.The woman didn't forget to get the money that was left and to put it in the cash register.Neither did she forget to complete others drinks.But it was hard to pay attention to what else is happening the bar.

"I heard of you before.I've just never had the reason to head over the hospital yet.Could be I'm overly lucky or overly unlucky."She said in reply.It was good that he was here though.This did leave her with the chance to flirt with this good looking doctor.Perhaps she'd even get the chance to bed a sexy doctor,tonight.Well,she should always remain optimistic.

"Well,I guess ,I moved here cause I wanted to start over.I did something I regretted and decided to start over here,that's all there is to it."She replied trying her best to cover up any sadness.Though knew that some people could see though fake smiles.

"It's a sad story.I rather focus on happy things.So that's all I'll say, besides everyone likes a little mystery."She said with a light giggle.It was her way of trying t get off a topic she doesn't want to talk about.

"So what about you, Victor?".She decided to call him by his first name.It felt weird but heck she'd try it.

April listened to him as she surveyed the bar. This was basically what usually happened. Her partons would go home and she'd be minding an empty bar for the rest of the night. It was pretty dull, but it was relaxing at the same time she supposed. She did like having Jefferson here to keep her company though.

"Well if you regret it, then you can't be as bad as you think you are." She pointed out, ducking under the counter to hunt around for something. She pulled out an old tea pot and a few other things and filled the pot with water. "When everyone clears out I like to make tea. It helps pass the time. You can have some if you'd like." She offered, setting the pot to boil and throwing in some leaves to go with it.

She had a small jar where she kept a homemade syrup made of vanilla, sugar, and water and she looked it over, glad to find it full. "If my brother weren't so badly afflicted with Narcolepsy, I would have taken up the cafe job. Call me proud, but I think this would have sold well." She admitted, straining the tea into two mugs before adding the syrup and milk.

There was a kind of methodical way that she made her tea. April had been doing this for as long as she could remember really, and it all came instinctually to her at this point. She could remember her family liking it a lot. Maybe Jefferson could enjoy it a bit, get something good out of it.

She loved drinking the tea, and it turned out that this batch was pretty good. Usually everything she made in regards to tea was pretty decent, but sometimes there were better ones than others. "Drink up, I happen to think its pretty good." She chuckled.

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Victor knew a fake smile when he saw one. He was a doctor and part of that job was to get a reading on people. It meant that he had to be good with recognizing emotions and the like, so he definitely knew when he saw someone faking a smile. And, right now Aimee was definitely faking it. But, it really wasn't his place to push. If she wanted to tell him what was on her mind, then she would. He had no right to try and force it out of her.

"Well, I don't exactly remember much before coming here when I saw there was a position open for head doctor in the hospital. Gradschool tends to take a lot out of a person, and sometimes that something would be memories. All that cramming kind of made things go into a blur." He chuckled, knocking back the rest of his drink and setting the empty glass on the counter to be refilled.

"All I remember is getting my medical license, and then nothing but a crippling fear of paying back my student loan debt. Thankfully, I found a job pretty fast here, and paying it back has actually been a breeze because of it. Its a win-win really, because people don't usually get too hurt around here." There was David Nolan, but he was an exception to that rule. Once the glass was refilled, Victor took a relaxed sip before continuing.

"In my professional opinion, I'd say you were pretty lucky never to come into the hospital. Doctors and Patients can't have any kind of relation, and I don't exactly know how well that translates into former doctor and former patient boundaries. So do me a favor, and don't come see me at work." He told her with a chuckle.

It was true though, he wasn't quite sure if anything could happen between them, romantically or sexually, if he were her actual doctor. Like, if he treated injuries and such. Better to be safe than sorry.

Jefferson didn't agree with what she had said.Even though it did make sense.But did regret really mean he should be forgiven.His little girl didn't remember him and it was his fault.There could be with each, so how could he forgive himself.It was easier to say that he wasn't bad though he doubted he could believe that about himself.

"I am worse then you think."He said in reply.There was no doubt that she didn't truly know him.The man himself still kept secrets.Secrets tat he would not share otherwise she'd think he was mad for sure.Though he was pretty sure he was.With everything that had happened it waseasy to see how he became this way.

The fact that she was making tea took him back.Tea brought back memories, these memories were quite painful.They were about his daughter.So he didn't like remembering them.But he did like tea,so he was going to accept.

"It must be hard."He said in response t her brothers condition.Honestly,he didn't know what else to say to her.

"I'd love some tea ,thank you."He said in reply.He at least understood more about the woman.Like why she didn't take up the cafe job.It must be hard on her.Though he wasn't sure what to say to her about that.But the man tried his best.

The steam rose off the cup ,a pleasant aroma coming from it.He picked up using the handle.He could feel the warmth of the steam as it brushed up into the air.The fingers feeling the heat from the cup.It was a slight heat.It didn't burn him.Placing the cup to his lips and taking a sip.It tasted so sweet but it tasted nice.It was calming and he did rather like the tea.Her tea was so excellent that he was quite surprised.

"This tea is rather good.You have skill."He said to her with a light smile.It was fine tea and it would be insult not to cal it such.After complimenting her he took another sip of the tea.
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Aimee was glad to see he wasn't pressing her about her past.He would be digussed with her if he knew.So she could never tell him.The woman was sinful.Her sins could never wash away.

"I'd tell you more about myself but I think that would repel you."She said in explanation.

His past showed he worked a lot.

"Sounds like a lot of work.I am quite impressed.I have never worked really hard or anything.I'm more a play than a work person as you can see."She said with a light giggle.Well,she would try her best to get hs mind off work.

She refilled his glass and set it down in front of him.The woman noticed hat number of people was diwdling.Well,it wasn't the bustiest time, at the moment.

"Well,I'll make sure to get your mind off work.If I haven't had success yet."She said with a flirty grin.

'I'll try not to.Even though I do kind of want to see you at work."She said because having a doctor who she previous was with sounded hot as hell.It just was interesting and she had admit she would like that.But she understood if he didn't want to lose his job over it.

April shrugged and sipped on her own tea. "Its harder on him than it is on me. And, thanks. Dorian drinks tea all the time, so I get a good amount of practice making it for him. Been doing that since we were kids." She said, happy to see that he liked it. "I find it to be a good way to clear the mind. Helps put things into perspective when you can just sit down with a good cup of tea and think. Also, in my personal opinion I find it very relaxing." She said, placing the mug down to pick up some glasses and place them gently in the sink.

She would need to wash those later before she left. Jefferson had two glasses of scotch, and now the tea. She wondered if he would be coming back here at any point. He himself had said that bars weren't a pretty big part of his life. He didn't frequent them, and April had never seen him walking around outside on his own. It made her wonder what he did with all his time.

Jefferson was a pretty mysterious guy. He had a child at one point, and lost her. He never said anything about the mother, and he looked to have a pretty big guilt complex about the whole thing. That was a bit out of April's league admittedly. She wasn't exactly sure what she was supposed to do or say to make the perpetual air of hopelessness around him lift, even though she really wanted to.

"Its getting late, past midnight. Not that I'm complaining, you can keep drinking her if you want. We don't close until four and its nice not to whittle away the hours on my own for a change. To be honest, I think this bar is kind of a dumb idea, given how many people already go to the rabbit hole. If Gold didn't hate the place and make our rent super cheap because of it, we'd probably not exist." She mused with a shrug. That abandoned degree she mentioned earlier? It was in business. She knew a thing or two about it.

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Victor was glad that the alcohol was continuing to flow. He was starting to feel the buzz that it brought, and it was a welcome distraction from his usual day at work. "Kind of hard to take my mind off of work when all I talk about is my medical degrees and the fact that I cut people open for a living. Or... I guess putting them back together would be a better thing to say. I try not to cut people open if I don't have to do that." He said, unable to keep the chuckle from his voice. It was ok though, he enjoyed talking to Aimee.

He also really liked the showing off he got to do because she seemed genuinely interested in his work. "It looks like the place is starting to clear out. Should I be following that example?" He asked. He hoped that she wouldn't be making him clear out any time soon. Victor liked the conversation, and where it was going. He wasn't sure if he was going to be getting lucky tonight, but even if he wasn't he could at least enjoy the company the mysterious woman offered him.

From how she spoke about herself, Aimee obviously had some secrets in her past. Secrets she wasn't looking to tell anyone and that air of mystery is what enhanced her appearence, in a way. He liked women who weren't open books. Women who could keep him guessing and keep him on his toes with both their looks and their personalities. Aimee had those qualities in spades.

While he respected distance, he also got curious. "What made you want to work here anyway? I know you're not really up for talking about your past, and that kind of thing, but I'm still curious about why you decided to work here of all places." The Rabbit Hole wasn't exactly known for being a well respected establishment after all. While he wouldn't deny her right to chose where she worked and what she did with her life, he did want to know why she made those choices.

"I can see how your so good at making tea."He commented as he glanced at her and then took a few more sips of tea.Finishing it soon and leaving the empty mug upon the counter.

"I agree,tea does have a relaxing effect.I do love tea, I like it more then alcohol."Jefferson said response.It was true that he did love tea, which was natural him being the mad hatter.He was happy to hear that her brothers condition.The dark haired male did love to watch her work.April was good at her job and she be even more fantastic at a cafe job.Based on the fact that she had been practicing making tea since she was a kid.So that explained how experienced she was at making tea.The amount of skill
she had was incredible.

There wasn't much to know about this woman.Though it would be interesting to know who she truly was.Her memories were tampered with.So naturally he was interested in that.But not much was left unknown about her.April talked a lot about herself being pretty open.Honestly, he preferred it being that he could trust her better.

"I'll stay here.I don't has much to go home to.I honestly, enjoy your company.Conversing with you is calming.Besides if I went home I'd be alone and I find it better to talk with you."It was better to have this beauty to talk with.Then to mope about at home, which was what Jefferson did normally.The man was lost and unable to get over the past what else could he do.Leaving this place was hard for him.It had a calming feel to it like it healed him even if it was slightly.

So he hoped she didn't mind him staying.The woman being calming company.The man was surprised this place didn't have more customers.Well, peoples tastes were different.
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Aimee smiled and giggled lightly.This guy was something.She was getting more attracted to him by the minute.Well,she didn't mind hearing about his work though she was hoping to get some more flirting.

"Well,I honestly don't mind.I love hearing you talk."She said with a smile.Aimee was thinking about about what to flirt with next.Using good quality flirts were better then weak ones.She did want this guy to be her own after all.

"Not unless you don't want a reward from me later."She said with a wink.So that he knew what she meant by this.Vector was such an amazing guy, no way could she let him go so easily.Not after hard work she put into getting this far.

The reason why she started working at the bar?"Well, I saw a post ion at the bar was open.I'm good at remembering orders and can deal with drunk guys well.So I chose to work here cause it sounded like something I would be good at.I was right though, do tend to flirt too much according to my bosses.Can't help myself especially, when I see a handsomeg guy like you.A smart guy and you sure know how to flirt...a triple threat."She said with a flirty grin well she started to clean up.It was easy to get things like this done.

April blinked when Jefferson mentioned going back home alone. For a few seconds, she debated the merits of flirting with him. Jefferson was good looking, if not a bit mopey, and kind of mysterious. That was basically her type in a nutshell. Add to that the fact that he had probably the most amazing lip she’d ever seen and held pretty great conversation it made for one hell of a package.

It might be in bad taste for her as the bartender to outright proposition a patron but hey, why the hell not? “You don’t have to go back home on your own. Food for thought.” She mused, taking the empty glasses and bringing them to the sink.

April usually wasn’t one for one night stands, but hey, why not? She was a full grown woman and could do whatever the hell she pleased. He looked like he needed something to take his mind off of things.

“You don’t need to say yes you know, it was just a suggestion.” She added quickly, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. “I mean we’re kind of hitting it off but I don’t want you to think I’m only looking for sex. Not that there’s anything wrong with that and wow, this tea is great I’m going to drink it instead of putting my foot in my mouth.” April finished, picking up her mug and drinking from it. Wow, she was really good at putting her foot in her mouth this was impressive.

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Victor raised an eyebrow as he took another drink from the glass in front of him. He was pleasantly tipsy at this point, and it didn’t look like he was in danger of striking out, so why not enjoy himself. “I’m a triple threat? Huh, that doesn’t sound right. You do know I’m supposed to be a doctor and very not threatening, right?” He asked with a chuckle, putting the drink down. “Hopefully I’m not too threatening to you or anything.”

Of course he was poorly drunk-ish flirting and it probably didn’t translate to being as smooth as it sounded in his head, but hey, Aimee seemed to be enjoying it so why the hell not? He’d take that reward she hinted at earlier no qualms.

“So, when are you allowed to get out of here?” He asked, looking around the bar and then at his watch. Well, it was past midnight, and he was still in his doctor clothes. Thankfully he’d taken off the scrubs and all that before leaving, but he still was wearing his coat and all that.

Not exactly the most sexy of clothing. But hey, that wouldn’t really matter when all of his clothes were thrown on the floor in the end. “I don’t mind hanging around longer and racking up my tab, but you’re making it pretty hard to stay patient and all that. I already have a bad time with waiting too, this doesn’t make it any easier.” He continued, chuckling slightly and finishing off the rest of his drink. How many had he had at this point? He wasn’t sure he knew, but he wasn’t sure he cared also.

Jefferson hadn't thought that April would flirt with him.She was working so he thought it was rude to.So he had wanted her to like him, so had decided against it.However, now he saw that it was alright to flirt.So he may do so now.The woman herself was pretty cute and hard working.She had a lot of traits that he found attractive.A few more being that she is calming and the fact that she speaks her mind.The women was able t get his mind off past troubles for a bit.This was a bit and maybe if she came over it would help.Perhaps,it would be cruel to just have a one night stand.But wasn't it ruder to not accept.This way he would figure out if they could becoming some sort of couple.Not right away but perhaps eventually.

"You can come over.I would be crazy to turn down a offer from a pretty lady like yourself."He said with a smile.Her babbling was cute and he hoped that she wouldn't retrack her offer.

The dark haired man didn't mind waiting to get her into his home.He wasn't after sex and was doing this because they were hitting it off and he thought it'd help.

"You 're kinda cute."He commented as he observed her behavior.He took another sip of tea from his mug.The man wasn't the least bit drunk and was glad about it.That meant he wouldn't make a fool of himself at least.

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There would be no way there wouldn't be any sex.This guy was a fish and she got him by the hook.Aimee could tell he was getting quite drunk.The docter was kinda cute drunk.His flirting was kinda bad.Though she still wanted him.The fact that she still wanted to flirt with him was also there.

"Yeah,well I bet you get the ladies all sick with the desire to see you.I don't believe that you're not treating cause you've got me sick with something only you can remedy."She sad with a wink and a grin.Yes, she knew her flirting was kinda lame as well.But the only thought coming t mind was getting him.

"I get off in a few minutes.A woman named Angie takes over the bar for the memaining time.The speed of how fast she clean was incredible.The man was getting quite impatient.

"Relax sweetie, trust me you're reward is well worth the wait."She soon finished cleaning.

"Alright,I'm finished.So I can go give out your reward.Where do you want to receive it our place or mine?".She asked though she didn't mind where they went.

April blinked a bit in surprise when Jefferson called her cute. Seeing as how they were probably going to wind up sleeping together, she wouldn't have thought he would call her something like cute. But it was kind of nice to hear she supposed. Better than being called something cliche. April had dealt with her fair share of rowdy patrons, and didn't appreciate their little names for her. Which was another reason she liked Jefferson. He was definitely not drunk.

"Uh thanks. You're not bad yourself." She said, giving him another once over. Oh yes. He wasn't bad to look at by any means. "Its nice to talk to a sober person for a change, but I think I might have already said that?" She shrugged, going back to work cleaning and drying the glasses off.

The sooner she did that, the sooner they could leave once the bar closed up. She doubted that there would be anymore people, but still. She could never be too hopeful that someone would decide they liked the bar.

Eventually though, the bar did need to close and it didn't take very long. "So, we're officially closed and I'm off the clock. And its three in the morning. We going back to your place?" She asked him, double checking that he was still up for this.

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While Victor did like the Rabbit Hole, and he enjoyed drinking and getting hammered there, he was pretty anxious to get in bed with Aimee. He was plastered, and he probably wouldn't remember any of this, but as long as it was good enough to keep her coming back, he supposed there would be plenty of times to remember. He was just looking for something fun to take his mind off of work and stuff. But it was easier said that done waiting for the bar to close.

"Well Babe, I keep telling you, that I can't have a dual relationship with my patients. If you get sick there isn't anything I can do to help you as a doctor because I swore an oath upon getting my license to practice medicine. Can't go against that." And the last thing he wanted to do was play doctor in bed. Please don't let that be something she actually wanted.

When the bar finally did close down, Victor was relieved, and also thoroughly drunk, "Les go to my place. I don wan be hung over at yours. And I don't wana be wearin my clothes back to my place... don like the whole doctory getup. Please don say you wana play doctor." Oh yes, he definitely wouldn't be remembering this. But, hopefully it'd be worth it.

"Your welcome."Jefferson said in reply.The mad hattersaw that she did like that.Though he hadn't been sure that she would have.So he was glad that he didn't flirt too harshly.But it was in his nature to be more gentle in this area.Especially, since he hasn't done this in a while.So he was kinda rusty.

"I do believe that you said that before as well.But it is nice to hear that you enjoy conservering with me."He said with a smile.So he didn't mind her saying it again because it meant she was enjoying talking to him.Jefferson was happy enough that she was enjoying talking to him as much as he was.

As soon as the bar closed, April seemed to want to know if he had changed his mind.Jefferson could see why she would ask.

"Yes, we are.So follow me,alright?"The dark haired man replied.This being because he was sure that still wanted to do this.April was pretty attractive and it might make him feel better.The two might get into a relationship because he wanted to try this with her.

Then Jefferson walked at a good phase to his place.Making sure not to walk too fast so she could keep up.It was nice to walk with her.Though it was pretty dark and he didn't want to lose her.So he grabbed her hand.April's hand was soft as vevelt and delicate.It was quite small and warm.That was quite comforting in itself.

"I hope you don't mind but it is quite dark and I find it apporiate in this situation."Jefferson said.As he didn't want to be blunt but wanted this to be a sweet moment.Though if she didn't like this he could understand.The man walking and continuing to held her hand until the mansion that was his home was in sight.

"Alright,So here we are."He said as he went over to the door and unlocked, opening it up as well.

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There was chance of someone not reading behind a persons words.That certainly was what had happened here.Aimee didn't want to be blunt say things flat out, well not when it came to admitting what she wanted.

"Yes,I am quite aware.I never intent to do anything your not comfortable with."She said in reply.So he would understand that she was a fair woman especially in this area.

"Okay, I was curious as to what your place looked like anyway.I never intended for us to play doctor.I might like kinky stuff but I just meant what I said before figuretively.So you don't have to worry, sweetie."She said so hopefully he understood what she meant.Victor was quite drunk and she knew that.So she should react in an appoariate manner.That being quite blunt and bold.

"Alright, so let us be off."Aimee said as she grabbed his hand in hers.Holding hands might be what couples did she didn't usually think much n it.Most of her relationships didn't last long anyway.

"I am quite excited. So let's hurry because I want you terribly."She whispered in his ear sexily.This was her way of trying her best in this situation.But was this helping?This was making it hard for her to wait as well.

April was aware of the fact that Jefferson had money. He was known around as a reclusive rich guy, so she really shouldn't have been surprised to see that his house reflected that. She hadn't minded when he took her hand, April just smiled and continued to follow him to his house... which really was more like a mansion. But, what did she expect with his track record? The whole town, when gossip fodder got low anyway, talked about his reclusive tendencies. As long as April could remember, he'd never really been seen in town. And she was sure that she'd notice him if he did show up. He was kind of hard to miss with the way he dressed and acted. All awkward and cute. Kind of made her want to just cuddle him. Not exactly what was going to happen tonight, but hey. It was close enough really. Why did April decide to sleep with him? She didn't know. Maybe she just wanted him to look a little less lonely. She was the bleeding heart type person after all.

"Ok I know I shouldn't be so surprised but... wow." April said, looking around the house excitedly. It was... amazing. What did he even do? Was he like... old money or something? Where did he work? What was his job? Even though she was dedicated to the bar, she kind of wanted in on it a bit.

This place was really beautiful, she had to admit. But, it was also big. And empty. Really empty. It made the whole bleeding heart thing she had going on even worse. She always had a soft spot for the lonely and down trodden. Which was partially why she was a bartender. It was a way to offer solace to the people who wandered in looking to get away. Even if admittedly, it made her rather sad to see them upset.

"Your home is beautiful." She said finally, keeping herself from just drooling all over the place. She had other things to worry about though. Deciding to go ahead and start this thing, she turned to face him and pulled him down for a kiss. "Nervous?" She asked, pulling back. "Don't be."

Was this a one night stand? April wasn't really sure. They never exactly talked about it. Granted, they'd only met tonight but they could wind up just being friends with some benefits. She wouldn't mind that. April wasn't really looking for a relationship right now. But... that could change. Maybe she could like him romantically, who knew.

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It seemed to have gotten through Victor's drunken mind that Aimee was going to be respecting the fact he really wasn't into the whole doctor thing. Which was good. He was incredibly intoxicated and he knew that he wouldn't be remembering this tomorrow. Even so, he was positive that tonight was going to be good. He never really worried about her trying to coerce him into doing something that he wasn't interested in, but it was still nice to hear verbal confirmation.

"Ok. Yes. Good. And... and I won't be trying to force... no... you know. Making you do stuff you don't want. Not going to do that." He said, trying to keep the ideas from slipping out of his head before he could say it. That's the issue with being drunk, you could never really articulate what you wanted to say. It was really annoying, especially for someone who was as smart as he was. Not being able to communicate was really annoying.

Getting to the apartment wasn't very hard. They could just walk, since it really wasn't far from the bar. It was a good thing too, because he was in absolutely no condition to drive. And, Aimee had some drinks too so it probably wouldn't have been a good idea for her to be driving as well.

He doubted Sheriff Swan would take kindly to drunk drivers, even if one of them was an actual doctor. Or... the only doctor in town really. Huh, that would probably look bad on him if he got jailed for drunk driving. Not a very good example for someone who was a doctor after all.

Fishing out his keys, he somehow managed to get the door open without as much trouble as he thought he would have. Well... it was kind of hard to open the door when you were drunk but still. Minimal issues.

"Anyway, this is my place. Kind of small. But... you know, doctoring is good work. But, not many people here get sick and need my services. Can't have a massive place because of that. But, I can afford good liquor." He pointed out, waving a hand towards the aforementioned liquor cabinet. If she still wanted to drink before they did this, they definitely could. It was amazing that he hadn't killed his liver with his nasty habit.

The kiss was like electricity. Sparks flew and it shouldn't have been a surprise.But the dark haired man hadn't expected her to kiss him at the moment.Sure, he expected it to happen at some point.Though he thought that it was rather quick.But perhaps it was customary to kiss someone quick in a situation like this.It was akward for him being that he never had a one night stand.This was a one night stand ,right?Jefferson could only guess about this.This night might end up with it being more than that.Only experiencing this night and seeing for himself how this turned would tell for sure.

The kiss was warm and rough.Her lips pressing harshly against his.His arms wrapping around her waist bringing her in closer.Her lips were warm, burning him with their touch.Her waist was thin and the curves enchanting.They fit perfected around his arms as if belonging especially for him.

True, that his experience in these situation was kinda rusty.But he knewenough how to kiss as he licked the bottom of her lip.To signal her to let his tongue explore her mouth.The man did plan on doing his best to ravish her.Even the slightest ways.This was the plan, so there was a chance that he'd fail.Jefferson didn't mind failing at the moment.He would regret that the moment he did after all.

So he waited a few seconds for her to open her mouth.His eyes looking deeply into hers.It was a dearing moment.That he hoped was' awkward.As his excuse on why he wanted to hold her hand before.The mansion suddenly didn't feel empty anymore and he did in fact lie that.Who knows this mansion might not have to be empty for one night.

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"I'm pretty open minded.So if you have any kinky ideas.You may tell me I won't judge."She said in reply.This being that she was open minded about kinky stuff.Aimee did like kinky staff, so if he wanted she would be open minded about what he wanted.Though t was good to hear that would force her to do anything she didn't want to do.

The fact that they walked to his place didn't bother her.Since it would be rather difficult to drive well getting directions from a drunk guy.This being that she wasn't a bit drunk.Aimee hand' a drink all night.Being sober during her job was her thing and especially since she may run across a good looking guy.

Victor's apartment was nice.It was better then some of the guy's places she's been.

"I don't drink much.Yeah, kind of weird for a bartender.But I prefer to make mixed drinks and pour them.Plus, if I got drunk I wouldn't enjoy myself as much with you.So I'll have to pass."She said with a smirk.Victor was so cute drunk.When a smart guy got drunk it was such an adoriable thing.Made her want him more.

Aimee walked over and pressed her lips harshly against his without warning.His lips were so warm and so could smell the booze coming from him.The scent not bothering her in the slightest as she is surrounded by it.His lips were burning against hers like fire.She felt captivated to suck on the bottom of his lip, the sound of her doing clearly heard.Her tongue licking the lips lightly.She did like to enjoy the simple pleasures of being with someone.Even f it was just kissing a guy, as frustrating as it can be for a drink guy like himself.

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