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[rn_chapel]

After a nice reunion with Jim, Tina went to the clinic. She wasn't technically on duty, but she wanted to make an appearance anyway and spend some time getting paperwork and other routine tasks taken care of. Those things were going to slide, inevitably, as soon as she took her maternity leave, and she wanted to start from as solid a position as

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[gold_ambition]

Private to Tina Chapel

I am now. Should I bring anything special? I'm sure I can scare up some ice cream, or something, if you want.

James

James whistled as he sent it. He was happy, and the feeling surprised him with the sense of... well-being it offered. He did something else he'd been toying with, filled with a new-found sense of accomplishment (for this world, anyway), and tucked his sweatpants into a bag. He probably wouldn't need them anyway, but hell.

[rn_chapel]

Private to James Kirk:

I wouldn't say no to ice cream. Especially if it had caramel somewhere in or on it.

I'm going to try to catch someone I need to talk to for dinner, but we won't be staying out late, even assuming I can get a hold of her. So... Eightish?

- Tina

Private to Tina Chapel

[gold_ambition]

Eight is good. I have some things to do, too. Like get ice cream.

James.

Private to James Kirk:

[rn_chapel]

I'll see you around eight, then.

- Tina

[gold_ambition]

Eight did not come a moment too soon. If anything, James was more eager than ever to see Tina, now that she had seen the light and admitted her attraction, her need to herself. James would be there for her.

He did not entirely know what this meant. Certainly he did not envision an actual baby in the picture, settling down, anything of the sort. All he knew now was that he had what he wanted, after all this time. Tina. Wanting him there. Giving herself to him. It was enough to make him giddy, enough to keep him from asking why.

He showed up, a few minutes after eight (he was getting lazy) and smiling.

[rn_chapel]

Tina opened the door in the same off-duty outfit she'd put on for her dinner with Martha. She'd thought about changing again. Like it was a date or something. Which it wasn't, and she wasn't going to think of it that way. So she didn't.

But she might have, if she wasn't already wearing a comfortable, simple dress that just happened to be a very flattering shade of green, and which made her boobs look awesome instead of absurdly large and sort of floppy.

She smiled and stepped back, waving him in.

[gold_ambition]

James' smile deepened as he entered, taking in her outfit--or rather, its effect.

"You look beautiful," he said, standing a little too close for friendly comfort and reaching up to touch her hair. His other hand moved around to present her with a carton.

"Salted caramel?" he queried.

[rn_chapel]

"It has the word caramel in it, so I'm in favor."

Whatever they were now, it was beyond friendly. She leaned in and kissed him. Lightly, just a hello kiss. But still.

[axe_kicker]

Martha finished a long shower after a long workout, and after drying off, walked naked through her suite. It had been another largely uneventful shift. She found herself almost wishing that Chanon Kaphoor would get himself stuck in another Jeffries Tube, then shook her head, damp hair spraying droplets everywhere.

"What, Martha, bored already?" she asked mockingly, and checked her messages.

Huh. Tina Chapel. Well, whatever this favour was, she'd be glad to grab dinner with the head nurse - Tina was about her age, she thought, and a fun conversationalist besides.

Private to Tina Chapel:

You've got me curious now! What time's good?

- Martha

[rn_chapel]

Private to Martha Landon:

How about six, in the cafeteria?

- Tina

[axe_kicker]

Private to Tina Chapel:

See you there.

- M.