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FTEC, Wednesday day

Tommy did a quick check on all the patients - that Tyler kid still wasn't looking good, but comparatively speaking he was starting to look better - and then settled down at his desk to do the very important job of reading the sports section.

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That walking thing used to be easier. Walter eased himself out of bed and grabbed the wheelchair left in his room from last night. He dropped heavily into it with a grunt and used his feet to roll him closer to Nadia's cot. Stopping a few feet away, he watched her for a minute before trying to wake her.

"Nadia?"

For the briefest moment, it seemed as if she might have stopped breathing, but then she shuddered awake and coughed.

"Ohhh dios," she muttered. She turned her head, saw Walter, and stiffened. "Oh,"

That hurt.

But he couldn't really blame her, so he kept it off his face. "Nightmare?"

Nadia blinked, trying to clear away the lingering images of the dream. She smiled shakily at Walter and slowly sat up.

Lying down in front of him made her nervous, just now.

"And how. You're supposed to be in bed." Not suddenly much closer to her than she expected.

"I'm not staying in bed forever." He pushed his feet to move the chair away from Nadia, back toward the bed.

To see Pup. That's it.

"I'm sorry if I ~~scared~~ startled you."

"I approve of not forever. Two days isn't forever." Nadia shifted, relaxing slightly as he backed off, even as she berated herself for being twitchy with him close by. It wasn't him, dammit. "And you didn't ~~scare~~ startle me. Bad dream is all."

She resisted the urge to ask him to show her his teeth again.

"Three days. Today's Wednesday. They aren't keeping me that drugged."

He dragged Pup off the bed and into his lap to scritch his ears. "You don't have to stay here." With his quiet tone and the fact that he was looking down at Pup and not up at Nadia, maybe he was talking to the puppy.

"Wednesday morning. Not a whole day, yet." Nadia watched Walter and Pup and berated herself even more. He was hurting and she wasn't helping matters. He was wrong. She wasn't amazing. She was a coward.

"He probably just wants a walk. Maybe I can take him out later."

"What kind of friend would I be if I sent you off to walk my puppy in your condition?"

The kind whose fault it was that she was in her condition to start with?

It's bad when the voice in your head is someone else, but it can be just as bad when the voice in your head is yourself.

"You're not sending me anywhere if I'm the one offering to do it." Nadia pushed herself to her feet. "I want to be able to help you." And walking Pup meant helping him while not actually physically being near him, which until she could shake off the images from her dream, was probably a good thing.

He mentally tried out a variety of arguments and didn't get very far with any of them. Nadia was as stubborn as he was.

Wasn't that one of the things he liked about her usually?

"Alright. But don't buy yourself more clinic time. As much as I like your company..." I couldn't take the added guilt.

He turned Pup's face up to him and spoke very seriously to the puppy. "You listen to her and do everything she says or else."

Nadia watched this, her eyebrows rising. "Does he actually listen?"

"When he knows that his choices are being good or going home to London, yeah, he listens."

Pup hopped down off of Walter's lap and went to sniff Nadia's leg, not seeming too fazed by Walter's threat.

"Right." Leaning down to pet Pup was so very much not an option right now, despite how cute he was. "You get back into bed. Pup and I will be back later." When she'd managed to clear her head a bit more. She started walking stiffly towards the door. "Come on, Pup."

Pup looked back at Walter, who waved his fingers at the him. "Be good!" Pup gave him a last look and trotted after Nadia.

Despite her command, Walter stayed in the wheelchair and watched her leave. Maybe he'd head down the hall to see Pippi in a bit.

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