Clinic [2/10]

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan opened up the clinic, hoping Dr. Lambert or one of the other doctors would show, and got ready for her appointment with Cameron.


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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron was on time for his appointment with five minutes to spare and headed straight to Susan's office. He knocked on the doorframe if it was open.

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"Cameron, come in, have a seat." Susan gestured to the couch and comfortable chairs in the room, and shut thd door. "Thank you for being so prompt."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"My mom raised me well," Cameron joked a bit nervously although he was definitely in a better mood than before as he this time sat down on the couch.

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"Well, it's appreciated. Do you have any questions before we get started? I have a couple things I have to mention to you, but I want to make sure there's no confusion here first." Susan held up her notepad. "And for starters: do you mind if I take notes? They're in shorthand, and they never leave this office. But it helps me to have a reference."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Uh, nothing that I can think of right away." Cameron said. To be honest he didn't really know what to expect, but he'd go with it. "I have no problems with the notes."

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"Good. Then I'm also going to reassure you that anything that is said in this office is confidential. With the exception of child abuse, threats of violence to others or yourself, or solid evidence of past crimes, nothing here will be repeated to anyone else." Susan flipped open her folder to his questionaire.

"You seem in a better mood now than you did a few days ago. Has anything in particular happened since then to help that along?"

[afk for an hour, back then]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"That's some list," Cameron blinked and wondered if killing vampires counted.

"Uh, I suppose having no one nearly getting killed kinda worked?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

After a restless, uncomfortable sleep, Ivanova woke up feeling like she hadn't slept at all. Seeing that Dr. Pevensie was nowhere in sight, she swung her legs off the bed and reached for her cane, trying to make a break for it. If she was distracted, it might be her chance for a quick discharge.

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"I would thinks so." Susan tilted her head, and got comfortable. "This is about the 'study group', I take it. Why don't you tell me about that? Whatever you feel up to telling me."

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Hearing Ivanova move around in Exam Room #2, Susan came in to check on her. "How did you sleep last night?" She disconnected the EKG leads, and moved the cane out of Ivanova's reach. "You weren't going to leave without telling me. I hope."

[janet_fraiser]

Janet stopped by the clinic, wonder if they were going to be reorganizing and bringing on more aides.


OOC: I'm aware the answer is 'nothing is decided,' and that's cool. This is just my excuse for getting Janet into the clinic.

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova looked longingly at the cane, now out of reach. "I was going to tell you," she replied defensively. "And I slept poorly. It wasn't the most comfortable of beds. And my ribs were feeling a bit sore."

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"Hello, can I -- oh, hello, Janet." Susan smiled and pulled out the lollipop jar. "Come to sign up to do your stint as an aide?"



[noted!]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Will I get arrested for killing vampires?" Cameron asked warily.

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"And I would have more sympathy for that if you would take your painkillers," Susan said, not unkindly. "Which are right over here, if you want them now." She took a look at the EKG readout, and frowned. "Hmm."




[any idea if anything would show up on this? weird delta waves, weird alpha, hiccups?]

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan bit her lower lip. "Do you know, I have no idea? I shan't report it, since I can't be certain. But I may talk with the administration-- without mentioning your name-- to find out what their stance is." She studied him. "I think you said that you initially did this because your girlfriend-- Vala? -- was hurt?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova ignored the comment about the painkillers. "What 'Hmm'? 'Hmm's are bad. 'Hmm's usually mean that I have to stay in medlab longer."

[[She should be normal on an EKG. An MRI on the other hand . . .]]

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"It means, frustratingly enough, that your brainwaves in sleep look completely normal." Susan sighed. "I'd like to do an MRI on you, if you think you can stand it, Ivanova. After that, if there's no other solid results, I shall have to admit to simply being baffled as to why you were in a four-day sleep state. It won't hurt, but it won't be very comfortable-- I'd rather you take your Codeine before I give you one, so you can stay still. What do you think? If you're not up to it now, I'll have to schedule it for tomorrow."

[got it]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

That did put a damper on his good mood and he leaned forward putting most of his weight on his right elbow.

"She got attacked on Monday, when the town went crazy. She went to Caritas with Janet and the two Izzies and they got attacked in the park. Vala tried to keep Darla from hurting someone else and got stabbed in return," Cameron explained. "Scared the crap out of me, just a few inches and... Yeah." He quickly looked up. "I think that's enough to make anyone want some sort of revenge or justice or whatever you want to call it."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

And have to come in again? No, thank you. "Let's do it now. But I'm not taking those drugs. I don't think you'll find anything on the MRI. I recovered from my concussion perfectly normally." Every time Dr. Pevensie mentions those four days, Ivanova just can't seem to concentrate on it and brushes it off as unimportant.

[[Memory centres would be suppressed in some areas; Lyta altered her memory so she wouldn't remember that Lyta mindwhammied her. And anything to do with telepathy would be more active. So . . . *tries to remember her Firefly* Also - whee I can see my brain! MRIs are fun.]]

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"I would say that's a very human response to that, yes. Not everyone actually forms a -- posse? And actually attempts to carry that out, though." Susan's voice softened. "Why didn't you go to the police, or the administration here, instead of taking direct action?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"The administration that once hired Drusilla to work for them?" Cameron asked and shrugged. "I probably should have, but it didn't feel like anyone cared. I wanted to do it myself, I probably would have gone alone if Angel hadn't agreed to help."

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

"Ivanova..." Susan gave a frustrated sigh. "Humor me. And you have to remain absolutely still if you're not going to take the meds. I just don't want to stress you even more. All right? Let's go back to the MRI in the lab, and we'll get this set up."

She carefully led Ivanova back to the lab, and made sure she was settled into the slide as comfortably as possible before firing up the computer. "Last chance for the pain medication for twenty minutes, Ivanova. And you *must* stay still."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She comes in with coffee and cheesy poofs around 1, looking for Susan.

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Twenty minutes? Growl. Twenty-first century technology. But she wasn't about to give in. She shifted slightly to one side, making herself a bit more comfortable.

"It's a principle I'm rather fond of, Doctor," she murmured. "Just fire it up. I can stay still."