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[guppy_sandhu]

They say doctors make the worst patients. Guppy is no exception, in general, but is too sore and stiff to argue.
He did, at about five in the morning his time, sneak out into the bar to get a few essentials such as food and a newspaper whilst there was hardly anyone around to see the bruises. But since then he has done nothing more energetic than the Su Doku and he got that wrong.
Now he's become desperate and got onto the cryptic crossword. He would like company, but until the bruises on his face go down a little, isn't going to venture into the bar for it.

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[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen opens the door quietly, so as not to disturb any of the patients. It takes her a minute to spot Guppy, but once she does, she quietly hurries over. Taking in the bruises and all of his visible injuries, Helen gasps. Her eyes are moist as she says softly, "Hi."

It's all she can think of to say.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy looks over at her, manages a little smile and holds out a hand.

"Hey."

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen half smiles back. "I--I got Abs' note. How are you feeling?" Her expression evolves from concern to a bit of anger mixed in. "I can't believe someone would attack you!"

[guppy_sandhu]

"Sore, very sore. Ashamed. Other than that, I'm okay."

There is none of the emotional pain in his eyes now. Only numbness. Physically and emotionally, he has very little left to break.

"Happens all the time. Just not usually this bad."

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen blinks. "Ashamed?! Why?" her eyes widen. "And it does?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"Ashamed because I ran out after my father like a kid chasing a ball, even though I knew the gang could be there. And because I'm evidently completely incapable of looking after myself."

He looks up at the ceiling.

"Since I started at Holby I have been hit by patients twice, plus this, and two of my colleagues have been stabbed."

[prettyhelen.livejournal.com]

Helen sighs. "Guppy, you are not incapable of looking after yourself. It's alright to care about making things right with your father." A tear falls from one of her eyes. "That's terrible."

[inquisitivehero]

Hank comes in and watches Guppy for a short time, quietly taking readings before wandering over. He stands watching his friend and sighs almost inaudibly. This is a scene he is all too familiar with from back on Earth.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy looks up, wincing as he moves.

"Hey. Thanks for scraping me off the floor."

He glances down at the paper.

"Sorry, I only moved once. I was hungry."

The bruises are fully formed now, and he appears to be in a great deal of discomfort.

[inquisitivehero]

Hank smiles at his friend.

"Anytime, my friend, anytime. Though, I would rather not to have to make a habit of it. The paperwork, you understand."

There is a bleak smile for a moment, and then a nods as Guppy speaks again. He taps his datapad.

"I know. The monitors told on you. Nothing wrong with some excwercise and I am sure you know your limits."

Hank sighs slightly as he looks the other Doctor over.

"Would you like a slightly higher amount of painkiller? It will take the brunt of this discomfort and help you relax a bit more..."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy smiles a little.

"I don't plan on making this regular. And yeah, I only went to the bar and the bathroom."

He shifts uncomfortably. "Yes please. My chest and face are still very painful."

[inquisitivehero]

Hank goes and gets a higher dosage of painkiller and sets up a hypospray. He injects the dosage into Guppy's neck, then steps back.

"That ought to take effect pretty quickly. It should allow you to get more rest and hopefully get you to the ambulatory stage within a day or so."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Thanks."

He winces a little as the hypospray touches a bruise.

"I'm still light-headed. How much blood did I lose?"

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Millitimed after the above visit because Peter would be upset, and cause a big fight if he saw who else stopped by. Mostly since he would feel she didn't have the right to, and would only create more problems.

Peter stopped by. His friend had helped him when he was in bad shape. He should return the favor, what else would a friend do? He stepped into the doorway into the doorway, and froze. For a moment he thought he saw his dying body lying in a bed, and he was in ghost form again. He clutched at his arms, and smacked the doorframe. Solid, he's here, that's done with.
C'mon, Venkman, this is no time to fall apart. Guppy doesn't need you freaking, he needs support now.

He drew a shuddering breath, and stepped through, striding quickly toward Guppy's bedside.

He gave a grin at the doctor, "Hey there, if you were this desperate for a vacation, I could have arranged something a lot nicer. Maybe a nice relaxing cruise out to Tahiti? I know, 'should see the other one,' right?"

On a more serious note, he added, "Sorry, I didn't stop by sooner. Got word from Giles. It was those racist bastards right?" His hands briefly closed into fists at his sides.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy smiles as much as he can manage, which isn't very much.

"Yeah, I'd like to think there's a bruise on Lee's forehead from when he headbutted me."

He winces as he turns a little to face Peter properly.

"You don't look so great yourself. Are you okay?"

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

"At least, or you had a hard enough head to give him some serious migraines from it." Peter added.

He started to say his usual line, but then figured to go with the truth.

"No, I'm not, but I'm going to get help. Just focus on getting yourself ok."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Pity I got knocked out. Would have liked to inflict some damage on the other five and all."

He is glad to hear the truth. Makes him feel a little less like he's made of glass.

"If you need someone to talk to my ears are only slightly bruised and I'm not going anywhere. Don't worry about me, it looks worse than it is and the only reason I'm so quiet is the ribs. And the face."

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Peter remarked, "Yeah, any of them show their face even in the doorway, they're getting the business end of a thrower at them."

He sighed, "Stop me if you heard this one. Guy's running around, trying to be a good doctor, and help patients. Only whoops, he didn't realize that maybe he should check out himself since he was also a patient in need of treatment."

"I really sound like a hypocrite for telling you to get help before when I wasn't even following my own advice, huh?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"You're not a hypocrite Pete, you're a medic. We're all as bad as each other. What you went through back there was tough, and I should have been making sure you were okay rather than angsting and collapsing on you. Yes, I needed help, but it shouldn't have been at your expence and I'm sorry."

He winces as one of the muscles in his stomach threatens to go into spasm but then changes its mind.

[kayip.livejournal.com]

Behrooz stands near the door initially, feeling uncomfortable for a reason he can't exactly place, and walks over without saying anything, acknowledging Guppy with his eyes. Even his expression is pretty empty.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy looks up from the paper and puts it to one side.

"Hey."

[kayip.livejournal.com]

"Hi," he says, a little dimly.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy adjusts, wincing.

"Don't worry. Looks worse than it is. You should have seen the state of the gang after I'd finished with them."

[kayip.livejournal.com]

A smile kind of flickers on his face, but quickly disappears again.

Quietly, "I guess I'll pretend to believe you, then."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy smiles wryly as much as he can.

"With six on one I'm afraid I'm guilty of lying on both counts. Looks like I'm here for a while. Important thing is I'm not dead."