Erika felt her knees buckle and he caught her just as her legs gave way. "Whoa, whoa, easy does it," he said as he helped Erika to the chair. She leaned into him and appreciated that he was so appropriate as he helped her...again. Erika did not plan to fall for her doctor, especially as she recovered from the brutal treatment of a lesser man. She never understood how a man would claim to care yet raise his hand to hurt a woman. Shaking her head to forget that awful memory, Erika took a deep breath and whispered "thank you." "No problem," he answered. "You should take it easy," he said as he sat beside her. Erika watched him sit back and fold his arms across his strong chest. He relaxed into the chair and closed his eyes. As he rubbed his eyes she noticed the line across his finger. Erika felt her heart sink as she realized that her doctor, her hero, is married. Not again, she thought, no not again.