[For anyone who wants to grab him in the Oncology Unit while he waits]After his hectic string of long shifts during his first couple of weeks on Alpha trying to step into Chris' shoes, Dave really had gone on to sleep most of his days off away. Once he hit the sack, his body seemed determined to crash out and recharge. He knew he had the stamina
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She suddenly felt really tired and drained, knowing she had to go home soon to at least try and get some sleep. The whole day had been more than taxing and she needed rest if she was going be on board in the wake of the Deleo surgeries. She covered her eyes with her hands. "I don't know," she admitted quietly, and barely audibly. "You're not getting too personal. It's a fair and honest question, and more than fair to ask. Because you're right. There is going to be a chance I'm more at risk of miscarriage than most. I just like being here with my head in the sand for the moment, because it's something I have no idea how to tell Rick."
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He sat back up and rubbed her shoulder softly. "I'm sorry. I can only imagine how draining that must be for you to contemplate. It's going to take more than a few days for you to process this and cope with it. It's probably easy for everyone here involved to want to use you as a scapegoat - Chris, for example - but at the end of the day, this is just as hard on you to deal with. Physically and emotionally. You should go home and try to get some rest have a decent meal. Do you need a lift? I can drive you."
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