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[bannion_sight]

He hadn't been in the best shape last night, but still, it could have been worse, all things considered.

(After all, he's still alive.)

At the moment, Doc's stretched out on one of the infirmary beds. The IV drip attached to his arm doesn't seem to bother him-- probably because he's sound asleep.

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[will_scarlett]

Will gets a note and comes to the infirmary to sit beside Doc,

"Least ye got back, ye idiot."

Then he notices Kate Barlow in a chair and drapes a blanket over her before sitting himself.

[ikissdhimbck]

It had been a harrowing night.

After Doc had passed out and Kim showed up, there wasn't much Katherine could do but watch and wait.

Sometime in the early morning hours, she fell into a light, fitful sleep.

When Will drapes the blanket over her, it startles her awake, and she peers up at him with wide eyes.

"Will?"

She quickly straightens and looks at Doc.

"Is he okay?!"

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, looks to be just restin'. What 'appened?"

[ikissdhimbck]

She relaxes only momentarily.

"He..."

Her hands go to her face, and it's then she remembers the blood on her fingers, her face, her hairline. It's dried to her skin now, pulling as she moves.

"God, Will, it was terrible," she mumbles beneath her hands. "He came in with this bleeding hole in his stomach, and two more in his arm and leg. He was bruised so badly..."

That's about all she can get out before her throat goes tight.

[will_scarlett]

Will gets very quiet and looks far older than any eighteen year old should as he adjusts the blanket on Doc,

"'e's alive."

[scurlock]

There's movement against his skin and he stirs a little on the bed, but he doesn't open his eyes, or even make a sound.

But at least he moves.

[ikissdhimbck]

She gets up to join Will, hugging her arms around herself.

"There was a point last night, I wasn't sure he..."

She can't finish the sentence. She bites the inside of her cheek--hard--and lightly smooths her hand through Doc's hair.

[will_scarlett]

"They canna kill 'im, an they 'avena. 'e's alive, 'e's alive."

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

He didn't fly into the infirmary, but just barely when he got the notes from the bar.

"Doc, what the hell?" Nathan greeted him roughly, his right hand had a bandage around his knuckles. Drawbacks of punching mirrors back home.

[scurlock]

"Long story," Doc muttered, as he glanced up at the sound of the voice. "Howdy."

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

Nathan pulled a chair, and sat down.

"I got time, need a break anyway." He stared back since something in Doc's face. Something about him right now looked familiar.

"What the hell happened now?"

[scurlock]

"Went back, nearly got myself killed, 'cept I had a bulletproof vest...one missed a bit low."

It still hurt to think about. Painkillers were helping the rest.

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

"Yeah? What kind of bullets? Rifle?" Figuring he's gotta be on a lot of pain meds right now.

"What were you going back into? A warzone?"

[scurlock]

"Posse 'cided to spring a trap on us."

He nods.

"Rifles, sixes, maybe a shotgun, ain't sure what."

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

So an ambush. Shit. Figures. But how would he know to wear a vest?

"...You had an idea about it, didn't you?"

[scurlock]

Doc glances at Nathan and then nods, slowly.

"Read a book...sayin' that I was gonna die. Didn't say how. Just...when. So I went out prepared."

[almosthonorable]

Ben's strolling toward Doc's bed.

He's juggling.

Apples.

Three of 'em.

[scurlock]

Doc's awake, and when he sees Ben making his way into the infirmary, he smirks just a little.

"You're a showoff, Wade."

[almosthonorable]

"That right?"

He catches the apples easily, two in one hand, one in the other.

"Damn — was goin' for amusin'."

[scurlock]

"If I wasn't stoned outta m'mind I'd be laughin'."

Doc sits himself up a little in the bed, ignoring the wince that gets him and he holds up a hand for Ben to throw him one of those apples.

"You want all three'a those?"

[almosthonorable]

Cheerfully, "Nope. Thought you might be hungry."

He hands the apple over instead of tossing it, just in case of visual and/or motor impairment.

[scurlock]

Which Doc is grateful for, as an apple to the gut would hurt like a bitch.

"Starving."

Mmmm. Apple. Doc takes a bite and then speaks after he chews a little. "Y'should see t'vest."

[almosthonorable]

Ben's taking note of the IV, the stiffness in Doc's careful movements.

"Do it's job, then?"

[scurlock]

"Minus," he moves the sheet down enough to Ben to see the bandage on his stomach. "One."

Doc tips his head to the table across the infirmary where Jack had put the vest down the night before (or however long, he can't quite remember).

[scurlock]

Doc and Katherine talk and it is quite the rollercoaster. Then again, you can't really expect anything less when you find out the guy you're falling for is married with a son back outside his door.

[ooc: We did it in Doc's journal because we weren't sure how long it was going to get and didn't want to kill this post!]