Spending Thursday with Nick hadn't been what she'd planned to do, but the fact that she had definitely agreed with her. The air between them was clear -- at least for now. There was always something that came up, something stupid one or the other would do that would muddle things up again. She was learning, however, that was part of a relationship ( Read more... )

Trevor was more than a little pleased that the town seemed to have quieted down since the weekend, although he had to admit that part of him had enjoyed the frantic pace of an over-run clinic. He was just welcoming the idea of only having to deal with that every once in a while.

Christian took note of the new tree of the clinic lobby. He would've preferred to get something more modern, something in a vibrant red, perhaps, decorated with silver ornaments ( Read more... )

Natalie hadn't been looking forward to her shift. The idea of standing idly by, waiting as Martha Kent died, was a less than appealing one. She didn't know why. Well, she did -- watching someone suffer was low on anyone's list of things to do, perhaps even more so on her own. Aside from her brief time on rotation, she'd never had to deal with the ( Read more... )

Wilson wouldn't claim to have slept well ( Read more... )

Natalie arrived on shift, grateful to see that most of the beds had been vacated since she'd left early Monday morning. She checked on the remaining patient(s). After updating their charts, she then went about setting up the artificial Christmas tree she'd lugged in with her. With "over 1000 lights," it was sure to leave an impression.

Christian made a quick check on the clinic and was relieved to see most of the bed were empty, unlike the chaos of the weekend. He made certain the patients were all resting comfortably, then settled at the front desk. Invasions required so much paperwork.

After two nights sleeping sitting up in Efferton Manor, Elliot's bed felt like heaven. But she couldn't stay in it too long; she had to get back to the clinic to relieve Stark. After just a few hours rest, she made it back to the clinic and started flipping through charts to see which patients had stayed the night. It seemed like there were a lot ( Read more... )

Trevor really didn't want to leave the safety of his apartment in the morning. He'd made the mistake of looking out his window and watching some of the trolls in action the night before, and the idea of going out into town and coming across more of those creatures made him more than a little nervous. But, he knew there had to be people in need of ( Read more... )

After a close call on his way from the apartment down to the clinic, Wilson came dashing into the clinic sans his usual latte ( Read more... )