Kavanagh was still stuck in the infirmary. Nick and David both had to leave for a while but had promised to be back and help his convince the medical staff he was fit enough to at least be sent back to their quarters on bed rest. Lots of bed rest. Less emphasis on the rest
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"Doctor Kavanagh?" she said, finding him staring at a report. "Dr. Saera Parrish, acting Chem lead. I think you know my brother?"
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"Acting chem lead? You've barely turned 25. Which idiot decided you could run *my* department?"
He hadn't meant to snap at her. Apparently that was just his natural reaction when put in unexpected situations.
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"Don't talk about my staff like that." He snapped again. "I can do it. They're my staff. But I also handpicked each and every one of them. What about Simpson or Andreoli? They usually manage to be less retarded then the rest of the group." He shook his head. "Let me guess, you batted those pretty little lashes at someone, probably McKay or one of his little lackies."
He calmed down a little at the mention of David, smiling softly. "No, he didn't say anything. We've had better things to talk about!"
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"Actually, I don't recall her batting her eyes at me once. And your minions apparently can't find their ass with both hands while you're gone. Maybe it was the fumes that made them high enough to consider sitting around and having a meeting about how to clean up the lab after the explosion rather than actually *doing* it."
She pushed off the wall and came over to the foot of the bed. "But regardless, I really did stop by to say that I was glad you're not dead. I rather doubt you believe me, but you also haven't seen David walking around like someone cut off a limb and trying to starve himself to death. Frankly, if he hadn't had Marcus to care for, I doubt he'd be here himself."
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She thought for a moment. "Simpson...Simpson was at least smart enough to help with the cleanup before the whole lab turned toxic."
She was flattered, briefly, that he thought she was pretty - but then she realized he was sleeping with her brother, of course he'd find her attractive. "The decision was Dr. MacGregor's, and I haven't forgiven her for it yet. I never asked for the job, in fact I rather bluntly suggested that she was out of her mind when she announced the change. And I don't think she'd be particularly susceptible to eyelash-batting, especially from a woman ( ... )
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Rae turned and headed for the door. She stopped at the curtain and half-turned back for a moment.
"Look. No matter what... You are a damn good chemist and David loves you. So, um... Welcome back." She left before anyone could reply.
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He turned to Saera. "As for you.
1. Wow David's twin. That gets you some points. But not much. Definitely not enough to cover any mistakes.
2. Don't be too slow again. Otherwise you're useless to me.
3. All the horror stories are true. Deal with it." He counted off the points on his fingers, as if explaining them to a particularly trying child.
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1. I have control over your boyfriend's hair color. Might not cover mistakes in the lab, but I think I'm set for personal disagreements, at least. Oh, and hair's not the only thing I can change about him.
2. Trust me, I don't intend to be. You can check the security cameras, though, if his reflexes had been as fast as mine and if he'd been listening, I would've figured it out in time. As it was, I was lucky to get out of the lab alive, but surviving explosions is something I *can* do consistently.
3. Yeah, you haven't heard any of David's horror stories about me, have you? I think I can match whatever you can throw at me."
She thought for a moment. "Oh, and 4. I kept your minions in the habit of being yelled at and doing what they're told while you were gone. Also made sure your boyfriends didn't work and starve themselves to death."
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"I kind of like David's hair in pink." He said a smug smile briefly crossing his lips. "So I'm afraid you can't threathen me with that."
"You can be sure I will be checking the security cameras. Although I suppose that alone is a pretty useful trait. No matter how incompetent you may turn out to be, you're still more valuable alive than dead."
He really did smile at her last comment, imagining this slender, young woman ordering around some of his most seasoned chemists. "Thanks, I'm sure you did a great job." He replied flippantly. "And thanks. It must have been pretty difficult." He added softly. "Coming back to dead boyfriends would have been a real hassle."
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