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FTEC, Tuesday, February 27

Christian opened up the clinic in the morning and was surprised to find patients. What the hell were these kids getting into now? He checked on them and made sure they were resting comfortably, then settled in the lobby with a ~~pr0n~~ magazine.

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Her eyes grew round and her mouth kind of fell open. And Annette actually felt her knees grow weak. "Buh..."

"Maybe you'd better sit down," Christian said, trying to steer Annette to one of the lobby couches.

Yeah, she let him steer her, and she more or less plopped down upon the couch.

"I know all of them." She didn't realize it, but she was holding tightly to his sleeve. "They're all my friends. Close friends. Uhh..." Annette blinked and looked up at the doctor. "There was a bright light and she just vanished."

She gasped suddenly and shot up off the couch, holding to both of his sleeves now, "Dehydration, malnutrition, physical abuse...that combined with the blinding white light. Do you know what that means, doctor?"

"In this place, could be anything," Christian said. "But they're getting treatment, and they're going to be all right."

"Aliens," she whispered with a nod. "Did you check them...you know...really good?"

"For what?" Christian said, raising an eyebrow. "They don't appear to have had anything implanted in them, if that's what you're wondering. One patient has traces of some sort of drug in their bloodstream, though."

"Surely you've heard stories, you know, read reports from other people with other doctors who've gone public saying some pretty incredible things where they've had...well, you know, just stuff done to them." Er...

"Maybe you could just point me in the direction I need to go?"

Christian stiffened, because no way did his mind want to go anywhere near "anal probe." He pointed down the hall. "Fourth door on the right," he said curtly.

She nodded. "Thank you, doctor." Annette turned and headed in that direction.

"Oh, one more thing," she said, looking over her shoulder, and lowering her voice. "You wouldn't, uh, happen to be a plastic surgeon also, would you?"

"As a matter of fact," Christian said, his mood getting better. "I am."

Her face kind of lit up at that. "Really? And do you uh, do like, free consultations?"

"That can certainly be arranged," Christian said, sizing Annette up. "What are you thinking of getting done? Lipo? Implants?"

She inhaled sharply, "You think I need lipo?"

Christian cocked his head, still looking her over. "Hard to tell with your clothes on," he said. "I'd have to give you an exam."

Annette seemed to consider that.

"Confidentially, right?"

"Of course," Christian said with a grin.

"So if I was considering any sort of plastic surgery, or say...my friend was. Yeah, my friend. She could just walk in or does she actually have to have an appointment?"

"I'm on duty here on Tuesday, Friday, and Saturday mornings," Christian said. "But I can make appointments, too."

Oh. She didn't have class on Fridays. Might be perfect. Of course, she didn't have class at all this week, so Friday would work anyway.

But hurt friends! "Thank you, doctor. I might see you Friday, er, my friend might!" She turned and hurried away, hoping her cheeks weren't as red as they felt.

"Looking forward to it," Christian grinned at her back.

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