Martha was sad to see so many sick and dying patients at the clinic, but not as sad as she was knowing that her true love was out there searching for his true love, and it wasn't her. Stupid Rose, keeping the Doctor away from her. If only she had the chance to show him what a real woman could be like, she knew she could change his mind. She just ( Read more... )

The nurses were all gathered around the front desk, gossiping while Martha finished going through the files from the weekend with the enemy island. It was a little strange to have someone around who actually wanted to work and help people, but they wouldn't have expected much else from someone like Martha.

Wilson and House had been up the whole night, between hourly checks on Rory, Marty and Logan they had -laughably- tried to relieve each other for a few hours of sleep but each had been too keyed up to take advantage and after the first try had given up ( Read more... )

Wilson's routine was fairly predictible by now. Wake up, rediscover gravity sucks, find the shower...blah blah blah.

Opening the Clinic, he started a pot of Kona Gold coffee today No Parker you still can not have any and then grabbed up various bits of paperwork that needed to be attended to, including new supply req forms ( Read more... )

Lisa slinks into the Clinic. Her last three times here have been rather traumitizing, first she made psycho_jackass grow an abnormally large amount of body hair, then she was faced with the jackass new Clinic Security, and then a student who was passed out on the floor.

To keep her mind off of her troubles, she makes a new bulletin board.

( Drinking with Barbossa? No wonder you're hungover! )