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FTEC - Monday Dayshift 7/30

Wilson was whistling as he headed into the clinic that morning. No real need to ask why right?

He had a mug of fresh mint tea in his hand and a stack of personal paperwork to get through, which meant that the clinic's quiet status was just what he was perfect.

Sending the nurse back to do an inventory count, he settled behind the front desk and got to work.

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Round about late morning -- perhaps about the time a certain young doctor might have begun feeling a bit peckish -- Aziraphale walked into the clinic. He had a thermos of Wilson's favorite blend of coffee in one hand, a plate of tea sandwiches and gingersnaps in the other, and a crossword tucked under his arm.

Setting all three down on the desk, he leaned across and gave Wilson a kiss on the cheek, and then pulled himself up a chair.

"I decided I'd put in a bit of overtime on our date," he announced, with a cheeky smile.

Wilson looked up from where he'd been balancing his check book and smiled at the angel.

"You always were a bit of an overachiever," he said with a wink. "How's your morning going, love?"

"Terribly quiet, since you left for work," the angel replied. "So I made you something for elevenses. I thought you might be feeling ready for a bit of a snack. There's the watercress that you like. And I even made you coffee."

He said the last bit as though it was quite the amazing achievement.

"Did you have a good time last night?"

Falling upon the watercress with a small noise of glee, Wilson finished one of the little sandwiches before trying to answer the angel's question.

"I did actually. Except for you and Deadpool I hadn't met the other folks I was paired up with before last night and it was nice to get a face to face introduction."

With a happy grin for the young doctor's enthusiasm, Aziraphale nodded in agreement with Wilson's take on the evening's activities.

"I got paired with Miss Millie, so we had a very nice conversation. But the others I hadn't met face to face either. Well, I had met a Mr Giles, but not this Mr Giles. And I had a very nice chat with young Mr Barbossa."

[ooc: *sighs and facepalms* Lunch meeting at 11:45, not 11:30. Stupid brain.]

Leaning back to enjoy his coffee, Wilson's expression was thoughtful as he reviewed the evening's dates.

"Well, besides Deadpool and yourself, I had a chance to meet Sheriff Mustang and GOB's brother, Buster. Oh! I also met Mary, the new owner of the Arms."

Aziraphale poured himself a cup of coffee from the thermos, turned it into tea, and leaned back in his chair. "And you had a good time talking with them all? I do hope Mr Deadpool wasn't too...strange. He gets the oddest ideas in his head sometimes."

"Oh! I met a nice young man named Sean Nast as well," he added. "He runs a sporting goods store, which I said I ought to go and stick my nose into, just to see what sorts of things people buy in a sporting goods store."

Wilson paused at the mental image of Aziraphale coming nose to nose with a jock strap.

This image amused him and his lips twitched with mischief.

"I think that would be a wonderful idea, love. Maybe you could pick us up another soccer ball?"

Aziraphale would have pointed out that there were other ways to accomplish that, if Wilson were so inclined, had he been privy to that particular thought.

"Oh yes, I did ask whether his shop carried footballs, and he said it did," the angel replied, with an innocent smile. "Our last one did wind up being turned into feathers and abducted by Miss Abby, didn't it?"

Wilson chuckled and nodded.

"Indeed it did," he agreed, pausing for a moment to enjoy a fond memory of Abby.

"So, all in all a successful evening?"

"Well, I think so. I have some enjoyable conversations, and met a couple of new people. And I then at the end of the night, I met the nicest young doctor." Aziraphale gave Wilson a teasing grin. "And what about you, love? Was it a successful evening?"

"I think we've already had this conversation," Wilson said with a wink.

"I'm thinking it's time for us to get back into the mindset for classes. I need to get started on a syllabus for my class this Fall."

"Well yes, but it never hurts to try and see if you can't fish out another compliment," Aziraphale chuckled.

He nodded at the mention of Fall classes. "Quite, love. I do think I've decided to go back to my Prophecy class this term. I've got some new ideas, and it really seemed to go very well last year."

"You got plenty of compliments last night when I was screaming your name," Wilson pointed out, giving his lover's ankle a light nudge with his toe.

He brightened up at the news about the Prophecy glass and nodded eagerly.

"I think that's wonderful, Raphale. Particularly with how relevant it is for so many of the students going here."

Aziraphale blushed a teeny bit pink, and laughed softly, returning the little foot nudge.

"That's what I had been thinking, really. It always amazes me how many students show up here who are connected to prophecies or predictions in some manner or another. So it just seems that if I've got knowledge and resources they might need, I ought to see what I can do to share it." He cocked his head at Wilson. "And what about your class, James love? Have you made a decision?"

"I think, I'm going to pull together a syllabus for my Wit's class. It's a bit more upbeat than the other idea and probably more topical for the students as well."

"I think that sounds like nice plan," Aziraphale agreed. "And certainly bound to be helpful in a place like this."

He sipped a bit more at his tea, and smiled. "I'm looking forward to getting back to teaching, I think."

Grinning, Wilson sat back and watched his mate with a twinkle in his dark eyes.

"And to think, last year you were terrified of the prospect."

Aziraphale chuckled and waved one hand. "Well, I was terrified of small children once upon a time as well," he pointed out. "Even old angels can learn a new trick or two, now and again."

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