A Caprican Bachelorette: Chapter Two
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: don't own them; they own me.
Chapter Two:
Because of the dangerous/adventurous nature of some of the dates, the network always insists that each party have a thorough checkup before commencing with the dates. Thus, Laura Roslin found herself in the doctor’s office for the first time in four years. Luckily for her, Bill’s appointment was around the same time, so they kept each other company.
“You nervous?”
“I just don’t like hospitals and doctors much. My mother spent a lot of time in them before she died, so I haven’t seen a doctor in four years--reckless I know, but I’ve been busy.”
“It’s a good thing this show’s making you do this then. At least you’ll get one good thing out of it.”
“Two good things.”
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“Your family history indicates your mother had breast cancer, so I’m going to do an examination today because it’s been awhile since you’ve had one.”
“Okay, doctor.”
“Hmmm. That might be something I need to look at closely. I’d better order a scan.”
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“It’s lucky you came when you did. We caught it early enough that we can surgically remove the tumor. Then we’ll do a minor dosage of doloxan to kill the rest and you should be fine.”
“When will we begin?”
“As soon as possible.”
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“Chris, today I was diagnosed with breast cancer. My treatment is to begin immediately. Obviously that’ll effect the dynamic of the dates, but I give permission to film whatever you want. You can have bedside dates and hospital rose ceremonies for all I care, but I want to see Bill.”
“You’re willing to completely sacrifice your privacy to spend some time with one of the bachelors?”
“Yes. Absolutely.”
“Then, we’ll make all of the necessary arrangements, and the network will pay for your treatment and recovery. I’ll send Bill in, now. That stubborn old goat kind of bullied the producers and me into letting him see you.”
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“Hey, beautiful!”
“Bill!”
“I brought Dark Day. I thought maybe I could read to you during treatments.”
“Thank you. Tonight, they’re just keeping me to prepare me for the operation tomorrow. They think they can get all of it, and kill the rest with Doloxan, which they’ll start after I recover from the surgery.”
“When I said something good would come of this, this isn’t what I had in mind.”
“I know, but I’m choosing to see it as a gift. If I had waited any longer, which I would have for sure, it would have been too late.”
“How long are the visiting hours here?”
“You’re in uniform; just say you’re my bodyguard. I am a public figure, after all.”
“You really want to keep me around, Madame Secretary?”
“Well we are supposed to be dating for this show.”
“I’ll be here as long as you want me. But what about the others?”
“Chris and I will take care of that. I’ve offered my permission for the cameras to film anything they want. I’ll conduct dates from my bedside and rose ceremonies in the hospital lobby so long as I get to see you.”
“Why me?”
“You soothe me. I like talking to you, and I look forward to having you read to me. You were so honest with me when we met; it was refreshing. You’re refreshing.”
“Then, why don’t I read to you now?”
“Please.”
Bill opened his book and began reading. Laura was instantly soothed by his voice. She allowed her eyes to close, and for the moment, she forgot all her fears. She reached for Bill’s hand, and fell asleep holding it.
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Bill didn’t leave her bedside all night. He watched her sleep, watched the steady movement of her chest as she breathed. After several hours, he fell asleep in his chair, still holding her hand.
The next morning Chris came in to check on them both. He was immediately touched by the sight before him--They were still holding hands in their sleep. It looked like they remained like that all night. If that’s not love, I don’t know what is, he thought. Chris decided to leave them to enjoy their mutual comfort for a while longer: Gods knew the next several weeks would be trying for them both--all of them really.
Read on for Chapter Three.
Disclaimer: don't own them; they own me.
Chapter Two:
Because of the dangerous/adventurous nature of some of the dates, the network always insists that each party have a thorough checkup before commencing with the dates. Thus, Laura Roslin found herself in the doctor’s office for the first time in four years. Luckily for her, Bill’s appointment was around the same time, so they kept each other company.
“You nervous?”
“I just don’t like hospitals and doctors much. My mother spent a lot of time in them before she died, so I haven’t seen a doctor in four years--reckless I know, but I’ve been busy.”
“It’s a good thing this show’s making you do this then. At least you’ll get one good thing out of it.”
“Two good things.”
-------------
“Your family history indicates your mother had breast cancer, so I’m going to do an examination today because it’s been awhile since you’ve had one.”
“Okay, doctor.”
“Hmmm. That might be something I need to look at closely. I’d better order a scan.”
-----------
“It’s lucky you came when you did. We caught it early enough that we can surgically remove the tumor. Then we’ll do a minor dosage of doloxan to kill the rest and you should be fine.”
“When will we begin?”
“As soon as possible.”
-----------------
“Chris, today I was diagnosed with breast cancer. My treatment is to begin immediately. Obviously that’ll effect the dynamic of the dates, but I give permission to film whatever you want. You can have bedside dates and hospital rose ceremonies for all I care, but I want to see Bill.”
“You’re willing to completely sacrifice your privacy to spend some time with one of the bachelors?”
“Yes. Absolutely.”
“Then, we’ll make all of the necessary arrangements, and the network will pay for your treatment and recovery. I’ll send Bill in, now. That stubborn old goat kind of bullied the producers and me into letting him see you.”
------------------------
“Hey, beautiful!”
“Bill!”
“I brought Dark Day. I thought maybe I could read to you during treatments.”
“Thank you. Tonight, they’re just keeping me to prepare me for the operation tomorrow. They think they can get all of it, and kill the rest with Doloxan, which they’ll start after I recover from the surgery.”
“When I said something good would come of this, this isn’t what I had in mind.”
“I know, but I’m choosing to see it as a gift. If I had waited any longer, which I would have for sure, it would have been too late.”
“How long are the visiting hours here?”
“You’re in uniform; just say you’re my bodyguard. I am a public figure, after all.”
“You really want to keep me around, Madame Secretary?”
“Well we are supposed to be dating for this show.”
“I’ll be here as long as you want me. But what about the others?”
“Chris and I will take care of that. I’ve offered my permission for the cameras to film anything they want. I’ll conduct dates from my bedside and rose ceremonies in the hospital lobby so long as I get to see you.”
“Why me?”
“You soothe me. I like talking to you, and I look forward to having you read to me. You were so honest with me when we met; it was refreshing. You’re refreshing.”
“Then, why don’t I read to you now?”
“Please.”
Bill opened his book and began reading. Laura was instantly soothed by his voice. She allowed her eyes to close, and for the moment, she forgot all her fears. She reached for Bill’s hand, and fell asleep holding it.
-----------
Bill didn’t leave her bedside all night. He watched her sleep, watched the steady movement of her chest as she breathed. After several hours, he fell asleep in his chair, still holding her hand.
The next morning Chris came in to check on them both. He was immediately touched by the sight before him--They were still holding hands in their sleep. It looked like they remained like that all night. If that’s not love, I don’t know what is, he thought. Chris decided to leave them to enjoy their mutual comfort for a while longer: Gods knew the next several weeks would be trying for them both--all of them really.
Read on for Chapter Three.