It's a hospital....

[shut_up_wesley]

Who: Wes, Dok and Hermione
What: A bit of brainstorming
When: Afternoon
Where: The Clinic
Rating: G-PG
Status:  Closed / Incomplete

Comments

[ridokulous]

The truth was, Dok was all too ready to leave. Unfortunately, due to the nature of his injuries and the circumstances around which he was admitted, some of the specialists seemed intent on running a few more tests. That was what he would say on the surface, anyway. While that was indeed the case, the real reason that he had stayed so long may have had something to do with the fact that he'd just now been calming down from the nightmares that bordered on night terrors. Between the memories of what happened coming back in bursts and the all-too-present worry of something happening to Wesley because of all of this, he was being closely monitored at night. Only lately had he seemed to get any better

[shut_up_wesley]

If Wes had the forethought to talk to the nurses anymore, he'd probably know about the nightmares--but the fact was every odd look he'd gotten for visiting so often had cut their conversation down to small talk.

"That's a relief," Wesley said with a smile to match. "I mean, it's not like I have a surprise of my own for you or anything." He dead panned a beat later.

'And not one you'd enjoy, if you had any idea.'

With a shake of his head, he pushed the thought aside-- the motion was timed with Dok's comments about gym. "I always loved it, granted if was more freeform when I was being taught on the Hood and the Enterprise. They let me take fencing eventually...I never got good enough to face the ship's bartender though--she was fantastic with a rapier." There was a somewhat awed look in Wesley's eyes as he rememberd...Guinan had pointed refused to face him until he was able to beat the holodeck simulation in a full set of matches. He turned his laptop in Dok's direction to let him read what he'd started of the paper. "It's like

[vinewood_wand]

It had been... slightly irregular, as far as afternoons went. She'd mentioned to Harry that she was meeting up with someone after work, and there was no problem with that, only he'd asked her to pick up Teddy and bring him home. Since Teddy was done with his camp around 3, and she said she'd meet Wesley around 5, they'd also gone to the market. She'd learned the secret of shopping with Teddy fairly quickly-- either he had to have a job, or tasks to complete, or else it had to be very, very fun. Today, she'd sent boxes of food soaring down the aisles, and he'd had to catch them by rolling the cart beneath. At least, until the manager had politely asked them to stop

[ridokulous]

In a way, Dok was glad that they got those sorts of looks, simply because it did keep Wesley from being as informed about the situation as he would be otherwise