Donnie's Quarters-Day 32-Morning (closed/finished)

[im_a_donnie]

The first sensation Donnie felt upon awaking was a sharp pain in his neck. He fluttered his eyes open wondering where he was. He saw his fish tank in the distance and knew he must be in his quarters. He frowned and tried to turn his head, body still numb to sleep. He hissed, the pain worsened as he turned the craned neck to the other side

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[nurse_cchapel]

So. She was asleep, and it was the nice sort of sleep that she really wanted to keep up. Except her pillow was moving, which was totally unacceptable.

Until it became apparent that her pillow was, in fact, Donnie's arm. Donnie, who was, at the moment, watching her, looking uncomfortable as she turned her head to look up at him. Christine cleared her throat; "Morning."

Then, remembering exactly who she was on, she sat up. One hand numb from being slept on, she stretched both arms up in the air, checking for cricks due to couches. Nothing major, which was always nice.

[im_a_donnie]

That was annoying, the clinging thing. It spoke, she lived

[nurse_cchapel]

"You fell asleep about ten minutes into our conversation." Oh, this was a great way to start the morning, with a frown and some thinly disguised sarcasm. "It was really nice of you."

Donnie tried to stand. It didn't go so well. Christine was torn between dragging him to Sickbay and making him suffer it out. She sure as heck wasn't giving him any more of the other day's analgesic, that was for sure. Asleep, sure. Well, she could call him on it later.

Twisting her torso one way and then the other, listening to Donnie gripe. "Of course," she commented idly, "the first guy I wake up next to in almost a year is you."

[im_a_donnie]

He looked at her, confused for a bit, at Christy's first set of comments. He didn't think falling asleep during conversation was necessarily nice. Then recognition flooded his face and he nodded wisely.

"Sarcasm," he reminded himself. "It was obviously a riveting conversation, then." He tried his own hand at being facetious.

He stretched out and grabbed his PADD.

"Wow, a year," he commented, eyebrows raised. He wasn't one to talk, not in the least. The screen glowed on and Donnie started immediately working, messaging engineering, and catching up on any science news that might have happened in or out of the ship while he was asleep. "You should have woke me up," he mumbled more to himself than her.

"Hey, you can use the replicator if you want to make breakfast or...um...I'd show you around but you have the same layout," he said, with a smile and returned to his PADD.

[im_a_donnie]

He started as she entered.

"Knocking would be nice," he mumbled, fisting his hand on the chair's arm.

He looked at her with annoyed eyes.

"Great, if I want to destroy all possibilities of making it back to this time strand. One can't travel back and forth through the same strain. But, I figure, if I do travel back I might find a nurse friend who was a little less annoying. But with my luck I'd find one twice as annoying and have to live in that universe knowing that she would override the lock on my door whenever she wanted to be cheeky. Oh...wait...I guess it worked," he said in a quick breath with a pointed glare. "Hi. I'm ready."

[nurse_cchapel]

Christine beamed. Donnie was exactly as she had left him, only in pants. And sandals. Well, then.

"Congratulations." She moved to lean over the back of the couch at him. "You've still got fifteen minutes before I start applying force to get you to medical. Do you have some way you'd like to use them, or are you going to be crazy and make this easy on your annoying nurse friend?"

It really didn't matter to her, but so long as she was being cheeky and he was grumpy, she might as well savour the allowance of friendly teasing.

[im_a_donnie]

He harrumphed at her sudden appearance behind him and pointedly did not look at her. His fist was still intact on the arm of the couch. He spent a few seconds behind grumpily silent before sighing dramatically.

"While I'd l-love to see you apply force I don't thi-think I'm up for the fight," he admitted. "My knee hurts. I'll go to medical. Consider me insane," he said with a frown. "Unhappily so."

[nurse_cchapel]

"Oh, I wasn't going to apply force, I was going to hypo you unconscious and have security drag you out," she replied, nudging his shoulder cheerily. While she'd never actually expect to have to resort to that, the idea had provided a few moments amusement in the shower.

Now she kissed the top of his head and straightened up again. "Unhappily insane, got it. Now let's go."