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centerishome

Just to get her riled up.

Nov 23, 2011 23:28

Clarke wasn't going home for Thanksgiving this year. His father hadn't been able to get off work so his family had decided to wait until Hanukkah and Christmas to do their festive thing. Clarke would also try to get up there before then if he could, at least overnight. He wanted to see his family but he was actually relieved not to be going home ( Read more... )

letetard, jennifer shepard, fic, verse: dc, rp

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on_jennys_terms November 28 2011, 04:19:16 UTC

Jen fires back a quick text: No, I'm at my office. What do you need?

on_jennys_terms November 30 2011, 03:39:01 UTC

"It happens, Clarke. I'm not going to judge you," she says, still trying to decide if she should drag him to a hospital or not. "Did you see stars? Do you have a headache?" And she hasn't moved away yet.

centerishome November 30 2011, 03:54:37 UTC

"An angry French guy used my skull as a punching bag, what do you think?" It was almost comical that she asked if he had a headache except that he knew breaking it down was part of her way to keep herself in check, to avoid flipping out. He moves slightly closer to her still, not really thinking about it. "Would it make you feel better if we went to the ER? They might get cops involved."

on_jennys_terms November 30 2011, 04:20:41 UTC

She just glares at him for the smartass remark. "I am the cops," she says and picks up her bag again. She opens the front door, slipping around him.

centerishome November 30 2011, 04:31:51 UTC

He doesn't say anything, he just follows her, putting the cap back on his head once he's in the car. "I'm sure I'm okay but you're right in that this won't hurt anything."

He touched her arm briefly, grateful that she's there.

"After the hospital, then what are we gonna do? Do we try to smoke him out or wait for him to reappear?" He was fully prepared for her to take the lead. He's also hoping she'll invite him to use her couch at least because he doesn't want to go back home.

on_jennys_terms November 30 2011, 19:18:12 UTC

She starts the car and pulls away from the curb, thinking about her next move. It's her move, not theirs. But she doesn't correct him. "If he wants to make this about me, he'll get in touch with me." And from there, what happens next is better left unsaid.

Looking over at him with a quick glance, she has a brief moment of feeling like this is pointless, this whole situation. And it really makes her question how she feels about him. She keeps her mouth shut, though, and instead, turns her thinking to how Le Tetard got in his apartment in the first place. "After today, you don't have to worry about the detail because he's done working for NCIS."

centerishome November 30 2011, 19:34:33 UTC

"Does this feel as stupid to you as it does to me?" He was thinking similar thoughts in certain ways. He knew she'd never let him move forward with her, whatever she did decided the next step was. And he knew what she ultimately wanted to do.

He didn't let her answer because he already knew the answer. He doesn't comment on the detail because the guy shouldn't have been working for NCIS anyway. "Can I stay with you tonight? On the couch, whatever. The idea of going back to my apartment isn't very appealing."

on_jennys_terms November 30 2011, 21:24:37 UTC

She nods, "Yeah, that's fine. Honestly, you're probably safer with me than not." She parks the car at the entrance to the ER. She hugs his arm against her as they walk, more in case he decides to black out than for any kind of display of affection.

centerishome November 30 2011, 22:07:15 UTC

He's relieved she acquiesced but doesn't show it other than a nod and a small smile. "You're not kidding. I've seen with you a gun."

He doesn't mistake the gesture for affection although some might be there on his part. He's probably not going to black out but he wouldn't mind throwing up. His mother used to describe Clarke's brother's skull as being as thick as concrete. God did not bless Clarke's skull with the same thickness.

He walks to the desk with Jen by his side and picks up a clipboard to fill out.

on_jennys_terms December 1 2011, 00:59:01 UTC

They grab a seat in the waiting area and she keeps a close eye on him as he fills out the form, though she's wondering if it wouldn't just be better for her to fill it out. If he wants her to, he'll ask; she's not the grabby type. Before he can finish, a nurse calls them back. Jen takes the clipboard from him and follows behind to the exam area.

centerishome December 1 2011, 01:09:23 UTC

He glances at Jen as they walk back. He's surprised they're seen so quickly but the NCIS credentials will make that happen. Either that or the doctor who treated Clarke last time happened to notice they were there.

The nurse took Clarke's blood pressure and weight first. She asked Jenny to finish filling out the form while she got Clarke set up for a CT scan.

"Thanks." Clarke smiled gratefully at her squeezed her hand before being led away.

on_jennys_terms December 1 2011, 01:38:15 UTC

She just gives him a reassuring smile back and a squeeze of his hand back. The nurse takes him away and she's left in the exam room to finish filling out his form. They're gone a while, long enough for Jen to get everything filled in with time to get lost in her thoughts. Which could be dangerous.

centerishome December 1 2011, 01:56:23 UTC

Unlike the previous physical contact when she guided him from the car hospital so forth, the smile and the hand squeeze had some definite affection within them. He certainly felt a little better as he lay flat in in the CT Machine. A half hour later they Clarke reappeared with a doctor.

"He's concussed but there's no bleeding in the brain which is good. He needs to stay awake for the next few hours while the swelling from the concussion decreases." The doctor handed a prescription to Clarke. "I've prescribed Vicodin in case you need it but don't take it until tomorrow because it'll make you woozy."

Clarke folded the prescription and stuck it in his pocket. "Thanks. Are we good to go?

"You are," the doctor answered. "Except I'm not asking how you ended up this way. We both know you didn't do this yourself. You aren't a minor so I can't make you call the police but I think you should. I'm trusting you have a safe place to go tonight?"

on_jennys_terms December 1 2011, 04:49:40 UTC

Jen nods, "Yeah, he'll be fine tonight." Federal agents trump local PD in matters where Jenny Shepard is involved. They check in with the discharge nurse and get his prescription filled before heading back to her place. She doesn't need to say 'I told you so' even if she feels like it. She glances over at him as they drive, happy to let him rest for the few minutes it takes to get home. She'd rather ride in silence, anyway. When they pull up out front, she gently touches her shoulder.

centerishome December 1 2011, 14:40:05 UTC

The exact scope of Jenny Shepard's authority is pretty hard to define. It transcends what is legally her authority for most purposes and the doctor has no doubt this young man will be safe in her care. He certainly will physically recover from this brutal beeting with nothing but a scar near his eye as a reminder. Mentally, a beating so severe won't leave the psyche as unscathed but having the director of NCIS having your back certainly doesn't hurt ( ... )

on_jennys_terms December 2 2011, 05:12:30 UTC

She pops her seatbelt and turns to face him completely, but she doesn't say anything right away. Seeing him like this, all banged up and broken again, makes her heart hurt. Gently, she reaches up and brushes her fingers through his hair lightly, making sure to avoid the bruises and cuts. "You're welcome," she answers, almost absently, as she gets lost in her thoughts ( ... )

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