Carson sighed and rubbed at his eyes. The words on the laptop screen were starting to blur this late at night. The first two women to fall ill were just about to be released, tomorrow morning if their fever came down that last half-degree. He'd spoken with all of them except Rachel, and Radek had input the data into a flowchart to track their
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"going to go rest for a bit?" he asked quietly, still holding Carson's larger, but shorter body close, his hand slowly sliding up his nape and into his dark hair.
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He looked up into worried green eyes. Carson knew full well why John was here so late. "I know ye can't sleep, Johnnie. If I had room, I'd let ye pull a gurney over, but I'm afraid ye're stuck with a chair." He glanced around and dropped his voice. "I'll not tell, though, if ye crawl in behind her. Just mind the IV on her hand, love. Ye can't make her any warmer than she is." He sighed and pulled John into an exhausted kiss.
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