FTEC - Saturday Evening Shift [12/16]

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

After spending a quiet afternoon walking on the beach, Wilson had gone back to the apartment to enjoy an early dinner with Aziraphale before he packed up his briefcase, kissed the angel...kissed the angel and headed out the door.

Getting down to the clinic he spoke briefly with the shift nurse and then settled himself down at the front desk. He had plenty to keep him busy tonight between the essays from his Philosophy course and reading up on what being Marie's legal guardian would entail. Actually, it was the latter of those that was mostly on his mind and Wilson set up his laptop so he could continue his researching on national and Virginia laws.

He hadn't had a chance to tell Phale yet about Marie's request, was still working through it in his own mind and he wanted to have all the facts before he had that conversation. Coffee perked along in the coffee pot, prepared to see him through the long night.

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[nadiathesaint]

Dr. Wilson had said two weeks for the brace, so Nadia was back after two weeks almost on the dot to find out if she could stop wearing it.

Impatient? Maybe a little.

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson looked up from his reading and smiled.

"Hey there, Nadia. Let me guess, checking the status of the shoulder?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded. "Yes, sir. I think it might be okay. I've barely even had to ice it since last week."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Shutting down the windows on his laptop he pushed it to the side, then stood up and waved Nadia into his chair.

"How about pain or discomfort? Any numbness in your arm or fingertips?"

[nadiathesaint]

"It still twinges now and then, but I haven't had any trouble using my fingers or anything."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson wrinkled his nose and then motioned towards Nadia to take the brace off, standing there to help if she needed it.

"Let me run a couple of tests and we'll see how it looks."

[nadiathesaint]

She might, in fact, need a little bit of help, but she was able to get it mostly off on her own. "Do you think I'll need any physical therapy or anything on it?" Bad enough she had to go to Dr. Pevensie for emotional therapy, she didn't want to have to worry about doing things for her shoulder, too.

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Setting the brace off to the side, Wilson began to lead Nadia through a series of simple ROM moves, his hands light on the shoulder testing the elasticity of the muscles and tendons.

"I think..." He said as they went through the exercises. "That if you will stick to a carefully mapped out regime of exercises for your arm and shoulder for the next two weeks...we can dispense with formal PT...and the brace."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smiled. "That sounds good. Is there anything that I should avoid doing with it or anything, or just do the excercises and stop doing anything that hurts?"

After Nadia

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale had missed having his weekly supper in the clinic with Wilson, and so at some point in the evening he stopped by Ching Tai and picked up several cartons of assorted vegetarian dishes. In addition, he had a thermos of green tea, and some cookies that were left over from Friday's Prophecy class.

Breezing in the door, he gave the young doctor a bright smile as he set everything on the desk. "Your dinner, James love. How has your evening been so far?"

Re: After Nadia

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson jumped a little as he'd been fairly well focused into his laptop and he blinked as he saw the angel come bouncing through the door.

"Hangover gone I take it?" He teased gently as he pushed the laptop to the side to make room for the cartons of Chinese food Phale had brought through the door.

Re: After Nadia

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Well, I rather thought I deserved to suffer a bit, for a little while at least. But once I started just feeling sorry for myself, I figured it was time for the hangover to go. And..."

The angel gave a little one-shouldered shrug, as he set about unpacking the food. "I suppose I'm just awfully happy to be back. I only wish I hadn't ruined it by picking fights two days in. I'm sorry, love, and I hope you're not too angry with me."

Re: After Nadia

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

"I did get you a new toothbrush didn't I?" He pointed out as he began to break into the containers, making pleased noises at the yummies he found within each.

Reaching out to grab a chair for Phale to sit in close to him as they began to divy up the food, Wilson waited until after the angel had poured out the delicious smelling tea and they were both contentedly munching, feet tangled under the desk to peer at his lover curiously.

"Um...Raphale...do you think that it's a fairly safe bet..." He began, paused and chased a water chestnut with his chopsticks, then looked back up with a little smile. "I mean...do you think we could convince Above to leave us here in Fandom as a base for the next couple of years?"

Re: After Nadia

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

It was Wilson's body language more than his words that reassured the angel, and he happily scooted his chair close, occasionally dipping his chopsticks into the other man's food as they ate.


The question caught him rather by surprise, though, and Aziraphale took a moment to think seriously about his answer.

"I...think we could at that. They did send us back here, after all, and I think they understand how important Fandom is to us. And really, we do a great deal of good here, I think. I hope we do, at any rate. Perhaps...if we made a sort of formal request, I think they would certainly consider it. Is there a reason you ask, love?"

Re: After Nadia

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Playfully clicking his chop sticks at Phale's snitching of his food, Wilson returned the favor, shamelessly stealing the angel's baby corns.

"Well..." He began and he paused because he knew Marie had come to him in perhaps sort of confidence but this would be a decision that would affect Phale as well and Wilson needed his lover's input.

"Marie...she's asked me to be her legal guardian."

Re: After Nadia

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Chuckling as he evaded the chopstick defense and snagged a snow pea, Aziraphale's eyes widened at his lover's reply, and he sat back in his chair a moment, food forgotten.

"Marie...D'Ancanto? You told me she'd had trouble of some sort, that her friends had to help her with...has something happened to her own family, then?"

As he fretted over what might have happened to lead to Marie's need for a guardian, the actual import of what he'd been told began to sink in, and Aziraphale blinked rapidly.

"Wait...she wants you to...good Heavens, James! That's...I think that's wonderful. What did you say?"

Re: After Nadia

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Watching a snowpea fall to the angel's deft application of chop sticks, Wilson dug back into his shrimp fried rice.

"I don't know if I told you but before Thanksgiving, she came to me and asked me to mock up some medical records for her to take down to her family. A skin condition that would explain why her family couldn't touch her. She ... in her real time world, her status as a mutant would be a problem for her family, she wasn't ready to tell them yet. Something happened and her mother found out anyway. Her parents yanked her out of school, were taking her all over the place to try to get her 'fixed', to make her normal."

Plucking up a shrimp, he fed it to Phale before going back after some bean sprouts.

"She ran away. Something happened, with the kids when they went to fetch her, I'm not sure of the details but she's come back here to Fandom, Zoe Washburn has let her re-enroll but Marie...Marie's asked that her parents be removed as the contact for the school. Washburn suggested she get a legal guardian and...she asked me, yesterday."

Reaching to take a sip of his tea, Wilson peered at his laptop.

"We both agreed to think about it and talk tomorrow. I've been reading up on what my responsibilities to her would be under the law but the most important thing is, the thing she asked about was my being around for the next couple of years."

He turned back towards Phale and smiled softly. "So...I figured you and I better talk before I said anything."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana stopped in, shoulder still immobilized, and looking a bit nervous. "Hi, Dr. Wilson."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson looked up with a bright smile on his face as he heard Lana's voice, the smile slipped to an expression of concern as he got a good look at her.

"Lana?" He asked worriedly, standing up and moving around the desk to greet her.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"I'm really sorry I didn't make it in to see you on Wednesday," she said apologetically. "And I tried to look for you Thursday, but I hadn't quite figured out that I couldn't take the pain meds and still function, so I just ended up in bed and Friday... well, without the meds it was a bad day so I just went to work and then came home to rest. But I meant to see you!"

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Setting his hands on his hips, Wilson eyed Lana with his firm, you want to tell me everything, you know you do doctor stare.

"Lana...what happened?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana ducked her head. "I went to bring Marie back from the train station, but, well... things went wrong. And when we finally found her, I helped her escape, but one of the mutants tried to stop us and I tried to fight her so Marie could get away and..."

She did an awkward one shouldered shrug. "I got punched in the stomach and kicked in the shoulder which dislocated it."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson's eyebrows went upwards as he listened to her relay her information. Since Lana was up and moving around, he quickly discounted the risk of internal injury from the kick to the stomach but the shoulder was worrisome.

"Have you checked in with the clinic since you've been back? Where were you treated initially?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana shook her head. "No. I, well, I... all I cared about was being home. I was treated at the place where the other mutants were, the good ones who helped us. I was pretty out of it the whole time I was there with the meds."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

"Do you know what they gave you? What are you on now?" Wilson asked gently as he set about digging out Lana's file to add record of the injuries and the medications to the file.

"How are you doing with the dislocated shoulder? Any lingering numbness in your arm or fingertips?"