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[gonna_live]

After everything, the following morning is fun -- testing Kaylee's range of motion, doing other tests -- cardiac MRI, transesophageal echocardiogram, bloodwork.

The afternoon is spent sleeping.

Simon's gone off to sleep, and Kaylee's close to waking up.

Visitors are apparently -- according to the good doctor -- allowed.

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[badinlatin]

Mal's been in to see Kaylee, a little while ago, but he's back, and he's carrying the music box he picked up for her while Kaylee was fighting off...whatever it was.

Mal leaves the music box beside Kaylee before turning, attempting to be quiet, again toward the door.

Thud.

That would be Mal walking straight into a stool by accident, and he bites his lip to keep from cursing aloud.

[gonna_live]

Kaylee's eyes open at the noise.

Her head turns a little on the pillow, and she smiles.

"Hey, captain." It's a little drawn out. A little...well, drugged.

They've been here before.

[badinlatin]

Too many times.

"Hey, meimei." Smiling a tight smile, Mal moves again to her bedside, a little slowly - that stool hurt.

"How're you?"

[gonna_live]

"Just fine." It's a lie; she figures Mal needs it as she reaches for his hand. "How're you doin'?"

[badinlatin]

"Rescheduled a croquet match so I could come entertain you."

Beaming, now, because there's nothing else to do.

"See? I'm all considerate and such now."

[flybywash]

A familiar face peers around the door frame.

Two familiar faces, actually.

Wash has been hovering there for almost a minute, uncertain whether or not to come back later, when Naomi takes the intiative to let out a squeaky babyshout as she wriggles in her sling.

[gonna_live]

Well. That'd do it.

Kaylee's eyes open.

"That two people, or did somebody get real smart real fast and learn to crawl?" It's a little weak.

[flybywash]

In a high-pitched voice, "I learned to talk, too! Daddy says I'm gon -- "

Naomi interrupts him with another squeak.

Wash drops his voice back to a normal pitch and tells her in a stage whisper, mock-whining, "Naomiiii. You're ruining the illusion!"

[gonna_live]

That makes her grin, and laugh -- which degenerates into a cough.

Breathing after you weren't, for a while, is a little rough.

"Come on in." Still weakly.

[simon_doctor]

It's later in the evening when Simon comes back, carrying a covered tray.

"Kaylee? Xin gan?"

[gonna_live]

"You been to sleep yet?"

It's hard for her to muster a really stern look on good days.

This is very, very far from being a good day.

[simon_doctor]

"Yes," he says, a little ruefully. "The captain made sure of that."

Setting down the tray, and stepping closer: "How're you feeling?"

[gonna_live]

In response she reaches for his hand.

"I'm okay."

She hasn't learned to answer specifically yet.

[river_meimei]

River doesn't like infirmaries. Even Simon's.

She's here anyway.

[gonna_live]

Kaylee's pretty infirm, as things go. Sorry, River.

[river_meimei]

River observes from the door for a long minute. Her eyes flicker over the other figures sleeping in beds nearby, over Chase and Chris and Jack, and she flinches away, gasping, before she jerks her attention back to Kaylee.

Then -- hands falling from the doorframe to her sides -- she moves into the room.

She's not trying to walk quietly, and she's wearing her boots. The footsteps are soft, but they're audible.

She settles very carefully on the end of the bed, watching Kaylee intently.

[gonna_live]

The motion, light as it is, is enough to get her to open her eyes.

"Hey." Hazily, with a hazy smile.

[gramarye1971]

Merriman had come in to check on Jack, and found him dozing semi-peacefully in bed. He makes a mental note of the progress of healing, enough to pass along the information to Moiraine, and is on the point of leaving as quietly as he had come when he catches sight of a bit of movement out of the corner of his eye.

A pause, and then he crosses the few steps to stand near to the end of Kaylee's bed.

Perhaps it is just the position he's standing in, coupled with the way the infirmary's lights are arranged overhead...but his unruly white hair seems to have a bit of a glow to it, a faint corona illuminating his head from behind.

[gonna_live]

It's a hell of a sight to see when you open your eyes.

Consequently, Kaylee's are rather wide, rather quickly.



"...Daniel?"

[gramarye1971]

Startled by her sudden awakening, he moves a half-step closer -- and out of the overhead light.

'I'm afraid not.' He blinks a bit, concerned and watchful. 'My apologies, Kaylee -- I did not mean to startle you.'

[gonna_live]

"...Professor." Eyes to the left, to the right -- not the infirmary on the ship. Milliways, still.

All right.

"Hey." Sounding, too, as though she's trying to orient herself. "No, it's -- I'm fine."

And she should have known better, really. Daniel...doesn't come in Milliways.

[ff-ambassador.livejournal.com]

Inara peers in the door and enters quietly when she sees Kaylee is sleeping, setting the small arrangement of daisies she brought on the table next to the bed.

She reaches out and gently brushes a lock of hair away from Kaylee's face, then turns to leave.

[gonna_live]

The touch wakes her.

"Hey, 'Nara." With a smile -- just a little bit drugged.

[ff-ambassador.livejournal.com]

She turns back quickly with a smile.
"Hey, sweetie. How are you feeling?"

She reaches for Kaylee's hand.

[gonna_live]

"Doin' shiny." She squeezes Inara's hand. "What've I missed at home?"