De's Birthday Whatsit - [ssshhhhhhhhhhh] - [Actor's Quarters]

[canadianbill]

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It wasn't exactly a party, not really. Bill and Len weren't sure De was up for a party just yet, although he was showing distinct signs of improvement. Nor was it a dinner, or indeed - thank God - anything quite so sedate and affected as a tea partyTo Bill's mind, it was a whatsit. That would do. There was

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[headnursechapel]

Christine paused in front of the door, taking a moment to compose herself. She'd managed to get through her shift in Sickbay without anyone noticing that anything was wrong - though she suspected the fact that neither Tina nor her own Dr. McCoy were on shift may have had something to do with that. Still, it was a hopeful sign. She was determined not to let her own unsettled feelings put a damper on De's special day.

She arranged her features into a pleasant smile and shifted the package she was carrying under one arm to press the door buzzer.

[canadianbill]

Bill opened the door with half a pastrami sandwich in one hand and a multicoloured streamer in the other. It wasn't the most graceful of gestures, but he was, at least, wearing shoes.

Of course, he thought, half a second after he had unconsciously smiled at the visitor, Christine would be the first to arrive.

"Christine!" He stepped back, holding out the streamer-hand in indication that she should come in. "Thanks for coming." He spotted the package, and smiled. "You brought him a present?"

[headnursechapel]

Christine smiled back, glancing down at the gift. "Just a little something he mentioned once."

She walked through the door and took in the half-decorated room. De was, as yet, nowhere to be seen, and neither were any other guests. "Do you need any help before everyone arrives?"

[len_not_spock]

Leonard headed over from where he'd been setting out plates and glasses.

"Christine," he greeted her with a warm smile and a hug, "no, I think we're pretty much sorted, actually."