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FTEC - Wednesday Day Shift 3/7

Wilson grumbled as he made his way through the rainy weather down to the clinic. Why couldn't it be snow? Honestly, if this much moisture was going to fall from the sky, it ought to be a proper snow.

Shaking himself off, he talked quietly with the on duty nurse, catching up on the two patients still in residence, as he shrugged out of his overcoat and set his briefcase down behind the front desk. Taking the charts, he checked in on Ami and Liz, making detailed notes for their files before quietly slipping back out of the rooms.

Once back at the front desk, he pulled out his laptop and a couple of journals and settled down to work on yet another paper.

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"Not really," Bel said. "But I have powers again. So I guess I'm a demon again. Except that I don't feel like I used to when I was a demon. But I don't feel entirely human, either."

"Err, can you be a bit more specific?" Wilson asked.

He was still keeping his distance, not touching Bel yet.

"I was always cold when I was human, but I'm not anymore," Bel admitted. "But I don't feel the . . . instincts I used to, when I was a demon."

Nodding, Wilson pursed his lips and then turned back towards the counter to pick up a blood kit.

"Let's start with doing a new blood work-up for you. See what's going internally."

Okay, this meant he was going to have to touch Bel...hell, touch Bel and draw blood, which meant not allowing his hands to tremble too badly.

Taking a deep breath, Wilson stalled for just a bit more time as he motioned for Bel to roll up his sleeve but then, time ran out and he had to do this. Swallowing tightly, Wilson shoved down the surge of bile in his throat and reached out to wrapp the rubber band around Bel's upper arm. Working steadily, focusing only on the young man's arm, the oncologist tried to force himself into a zone, where Bel was just another patient.

Just another patient.
Just another patient.
Just another patient...andwhythehelldidtheneedlejustmeltaway???

"Um..." Wilson began, drawing back the now needle-less little yellow cup. "There was a needle there...I know, there was a needle there...I saw it, it pushed into your..."

He was about to say arm but upon looking back down at the flesh, it looked completely untouched.

Phoebe stepped close. "What's wrong? James?"

Bel looked at his arm, then raised his head to gape at Wilson. "What just happened? The needle melted? How'd it do that? And . . . I healed?" He poked at his own arm in confusion.

Setting the needleless cap aside, Wilson carefully ran his fingers along Bel's arm ~~not!dirty~~ and shook his head. It didn't feel as if the needle had broken off.

"Did you feel any sensation when I inserted the needle, Bel?"

Bel nodded. "Yeah, it felt just like it did when I gave blood for Angel before. I felt the needle go in, it hurt just a little bit, then it was gone."

Wilson looked over at Phoebe, his hand going to the nape of his neck.

"That's...what's wrong." He said in a bewildered tone. "Phoebe, have you noticed anything...different about Bel?"

Phoebe raised an eyebrow. "Only that he's back and that I can actually feel him in me again."

Wilson coughed and gave Phoebe a moment to think about maybe rephrasing her words.

You know, to something that didn't cast disparagements on Bel's endownments pre Wastelands.

"In my head and soul, James!" Phoebe gave her big brother a look.

~~"I can tell you all about his endowments and what they can make your Siblet feel like if you prefer..."~~

~~Think the bond will take care of that soon enough~~.

Wilson looked back at Phoebe with a perfectly innocent, boyish expression.

"Right... I knew that."

Uh huh.

Looking back towards Bel, Wilson shook his head and reached for another syringe.

"Let's give this one more attempt."

One more attempt...with the exact same result.

"O-kay." Wilson said, setting the now needleless cap down on the tray and putting his hands on his hips.

"Huh...have either of you ever heard of anything like this before? Either demonic or magical in nature?"

"I could have the power to heal myself now," Bel mused. "It could've been one of the ones I picked up in the Wastelands. But my blood melting stuff . . . I guess there's some ~~aliens~~ demons who can do that."

He squirmed a little uncomfortably on the table, frowning. "I feel stiff all of a sudden," he said.

Wilson blinked.

"Come again?"

Bel tried to shift his position but couldn't find any relief from the sudden heaviness of his limbs. "Stiff," he repeated. "Like I'm getting all hard."

Again, Wilson found himself giving a little cough and he turned towards Phoebe a bit sheepishly.

"Um, Phoebe...perhaps you out to leave the room. I need to get normal stats from him, not...um ones that are affected by...excitement."

Phoebe blinked. "I haven't even touched him!"

"Phoebe, men can be...stimulated by sight, in fact that's one of their primary arousal triggers. Why do you think porno mags are so popular?"

"Hey!" Bel protested. "I'm not horny, I just feel stiff!"

He paused, blinking. "Wait, it's gone now."

Phoebe was beginning to get worried. "Cole? James? What's happening?"

"I don't know," Bel said. "Just all of a sudden my arms and legs started feeling stiff, but I feel fine now." He looked at Wilson in confusion.

This was getting well beyond strange and Wilson shook his head, his expression grave as he moved back towards Bel and picked up his wrist to take a pulse.

All was quiet for a few minutes after which Wilson's frown grew deeper.

"Pulse and respiration are normal. Let me check your blood pressure."

When that checked out normal, Wilson stepped back idly twirling the stethescope in his fingers.

"Is this the first time something like this has happened, since you got back?"

Bel nodded. "I feel fine, mostly. No headaches like before or anything like that."

Wilson decided to just not comment about the headaches and what those had eventually lead up to.

"Well...I'm a bit stumped. I can't draw blood on you to test against anything we have on file but...you said that you picked up powers, in the Wasteland? Could this be a risdual affect of that?"

FTEC - Wednesday Day Shift 3/7

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