If there hadn't been a tag on it that clearly stated "to Claire Beauchamp Randall Fraser", then I might not have dared to look at the enormous wrapped package that sat in the clinic when I arrived there for my duty shift. But it was my name (all of them, as if I could be confused with some other Claire Fraser on the island), and so I opened it to ( Read more... )

After Padme's baby is born, Claire and Qui-Gon retreat to the caves for a private celebration of their own. ♥

Dated 18 December, ftb's, and rated... R-ish?

It was a relatively quiet evening in the clinic - not that I was complaining. I had brought a plate of food from the party to the clinic, and I sat at the desk to eat it in relative peace. I could still hear the singing machine from inside the clinic, but that was fine. What the singers lacked in skill they made up in enthusiasm, and it was ( Read more... )

House scrawled a note and stuck it by the desk in the clinic, assuming that most of the doctors working there would see it at some point.

Fellow doctors ( Read more... )

Callahan had hardly known how to react when he'd walked into the church and seen the Christmas decorations. And as more and more people began to wander in, he realized what a fool he'd been to assume there weren't residents here hungry for spirituality, in whatever form. He almost felt the warmth of the place, as cold as it was outside at ( Read more... )

Pam and Jim go to the clinic to meet with Dr. Fraser and to talk about Pam being pregnant.

[ooc: dated to December 20. rated pg?]

It'd not taken long for Jay to get Claire once William and Samara had been entirely helpful in getting Padme back to her suite. She'd mostly gone under her own power, and she wasn't terribly sure that the reporter's actions could be counted as helpful, but ( Read more... )

Jedi might not celebrate Thanksgiving, but Qui-Gon gets a very good reminder of what he's thankful for in conversation with Claire. Backdated to November 22nd. ♥

The clinic area was set up a bit differently this morning, with some of the chairs from the rec room (I would put them back later, of course) arranged in sort of a semicircle. There was also a light breakfast of toast, muffins, various kinds of fruit, juice, and milk set up along one of the counters ( Read more... )

I did not anticipate my shift in the clinic to be too terribly busy - it had been a normal weekend, after all, and not one in which the island's residents had been turned into opposite versions of themselves, turned into small children, crammed into inappropriate costumes, or taken off into another land entirely. It was as normal a weekend as it ( Read more... )