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December 26th, 2006


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purplerhino
08:19 pm - Infirmery influx

Who: Dr. Beckett, Chloe, Ami, Doctor, Rose, Tayla etc
Where: Medical, Atlantis
When: Approx. one to two hours after SG-23's arrival
Invited: Anyone and everyone
Status: Incomplete

 

Rose patiently withstood the poking and prodding, the taking of blood samples and the machine that doubled as a fetal heart monitor.  It never ceased to amaze her when she heard the rapid double beat that almost sounded like a train. 

 

The first time they had heard that, she’d felt the Doctor’s fear and worry, but he separated himself from it, so she no longer could sense it.  He’d told her he’d thought he’d heard a problem, but all tests proved otherwise.  He wasn’t lying, she could sense that, so she took his word on it.

 

The Sonagram was a bit different that the sonic imager, and while it didn’t give her the full three dimensional image of her baby, evidently Doctor Beckett could read it just fine.

 

“Oh, aye, he’s got a big head, this one.”

 

Rose snorted.  “So does his father.  So the second opinion is yes, definitely c-section, right?”

 

“It’s most likely.  I don’t think you’ll be able to safely deliver with the usual dilation. Too many complications could come about.”  He sounded like he said aboot, and Rose had to smile.

 

The Doctor nodded to the carefully labeled blood vials.  His and Rose’s. “You’ll want to be looking at mine first.  Unless it’s specially treated, it breaks down in one hour, twenty three minutes and fifteen seconds.”

 

It was a built in precaution Rassilon had instilled along with the third strand allowing regeneration.  No one could keep, copy or clone Gallifreyian DNA without knowing how, and only Time Lords knew how.

 

“You’ll be staying for a while then?  So I can run through these tests?” Beckett looked like he doubted the tourist story, even if it was the truth.

 

“Few days at least.  Too many people to catch up with now,” the Doctor looked dejected.

 

“Least a week, yeah?” He winced, but nodded.  She wouldn’t say it, because it still hurt a bit, but he’d give her a week visiting her mum.  Now she didn’t have Jackie anymore, so his grand romantic gesture was allowing her to see friends she had made on the Island.  Letting her stay in touch with her own world and time.  In a way it gave her a more permanent home that the Tardis, though she considered the living ship more home than Earth any more, and it gave this baby a home world. He’d never give her flowers, or chocolates, or any of those corny things.  He’d show her solar systems being born and dying, take her to places where she was the first human to step,  and he gave her ties, for a man who didn’t do domestic, he was pretty good at certain aspects.

 

“So, can I eat yet?” Rose looked hopefully at Beckett.

 

“I’ll call for ye if there are any more questions.  You can go have a bite, sure.”  Beckett was looking somewhere between puzzled and excited over what readings he had so far.  He was keeping himself reassuring and kind, a proper doctor with a wonderful bedside manner, but he was intrigued.

 

Collecting Jack and Ripley at the door, they had gone only ten minutes before Chloe was brought in.  They managed to miss the first wave of problem patients entirely.


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From:sophiedb
Date:December 28th, 2006 10:29 pm (UTC)

[Methos] Escape & evade

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Methos was practicing kata when they came to find him.

He hadn't responded to calls over the radio, because the earpiece he'd been given was buried under discarded clothing. His concentration was also far greater than usual, something he put down to it being several weeks since he'd felt comfortable enough to train, and this wide open room they'd passed on the tour was perfect for such work.

Two armed Marines interrupting the kata weren't part of the plan, however loosely they appeared to be holding their stunner-whajimmies. They were also barring the exit.

"Could you accompany us to the infirmary please, sir?"

That was a new one.

Concentration switching tracks in the blink of an eye, Methos padded across to his towel. "My first shift isn't until tomorrow."

"Dr Beckett needs assistance with some unscheduled tests."

And am I to be the testee or tester? Clearly they expected resistance, whichever was the case. The thought made him cautious, but far more wary.

"Well, why didn't you say so?" He plucked his clothing from the floor and strobe past them into the corridor, heading straight for the nearest transporter. "Excuse me a moment, just need to get my arm into this blasted sleeve.."

The door slid shut against the two men's faces, reopening a moment later to reveal an empty compartment.

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