Mar 07, 2007 10:29
Wilson grumbled as he made his way through the rainy weather down to the clinic. Why couldn't it be snow? Honestly, if this much moisture was going to fall from the sky, it ought to be a proper snow.
Shaking himself off, he talked quietly with the on duty nurse, catching up on the two patients still in residence, as he shrugged out of his overcoat and set his briefcase down behind the front desk. Taking the charts, he checked in on Ami and Liz, making detailed notes for their files before quietly slipping back out of the rooms.
Once back at the front desk, he pulled out his laptop and a couple of journals and settled down to work on yet another paper.
ftec,
phoebe halliwell,
james wilson,
belthazor,
ami mizuno,
liz sherman