Women's/Sexual Health Clinics

[since_1997]

He's been thinking about this for a really long time, since before Lily Strombeck left the island. He's sat down with Rollie and Meredith. He's figured out the details. He's spent time in Lily's old office in the Hidden Hamlet, getting it set up to his liking. He's ready now and, honestly, it's about time. It's the field that he chose, back

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[sluttylyingliar]

There are so. many. jokes. that Rachel could be making right now. It's a serious topic, she gets that, but breast exams and Paul. She wonders if that's cheating? If she's actively fantasized about the person doing them.

Then again, she has a lot of sex. And she's getting tired of condoms. Maybe they have the pill or something.

"Hey," she says, sidling up. "You guys don't stockpile the Pill, do you?"

[since_1997]

"I'm pretty sure the clinic could synthesise something," he says, arching an eyebrow. "You do know that the pill's only as reliable as you are, right?"

He's required to say this shit. Even as he gives her an entirely dubious look. "How ready are you for little cowboys, Rach?"

[sluttylyingliar]

"That's not even a little bit funny," she warns, poking him in the chest. "If I get pregnant, I'm giving it to Tom. He seems like he'd be maternal. I just want to know my options. You know, be informed and shit. Would you have to give me a pelvic? That seems awkward. Like even I recognize that's awkward."

[since_1997]

"Don't even joke about it," says Paul, paleing for a moment when she says it; he doesn't doubt that she's actually do it. He shakes his head. "No pelvic. I'd need to take your blood pressure."

[sluttylyingliar]

"Now you know my blood pressure goes up when I'm around you, Dr. Paul," she says, looping an arm through his. "But, I have something to tell you. You and Tom have been replaced. I've found a potential new gay couple to fantasize about."

[since_1997]

Paul does his best to look betrayed, but it doesn't really happen for him. His nose wrinkles.

"Who?"

[sluttylyingliar]

"Their names are Danny and Steve. They're from Hawaii," she informs him. "I'm trying to help them hook up. I figure since you're betrothed and all, it's somehow even more inappropriate."

[since_1997]

"I'm hurt," says Paul, shaking his head mournfully. "You use us, you abuse us, and then you dump us for fucking Hawaii." He shoots her a flat look. "You sold out, Rach."