Name: FRIDAY NIGHT AT THE ER 1/1
Author name: Mariposa
Feedback: mailto:mariposapapillon@earthlink.net
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Rating: Depends on your own mind
Spoilers: Nothing in particular
Disclaimer: Mine! Mine! Mine! (I wish)
Summery: Just a bit of flash fic
Notes: For Kay
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FRIDAY
1530 ZULU (1930 LOCAL)
NATIONAL NAVAL MEDICAL CENTER
BETHESDA, MARYLAND
"I'm not going to explain it."
"You have to tell them something."
"No I don't. I'll just tell them I hit my head. That should be enough."
"They're going to ask how."
"So, you tell them."
"I'm not going to tell them."
"Then why should I?"
"Because it's your head."
"But it's your fault."
"Is not."
"Is too. I was trying not to hurt you."
"In your dreams."
"You don't want to know about my dreams."
"You should have been watching what you were doing."
"I was otherwise occupied."
"I know. I was enjoying myself immensely."
"So was I, right up to the point I knocked myself out."
"You scared me."
"I scared me....hey, you think we'll ever get this right?"
"This hasn't scared you off?"
"No."
"So what do you want to do when we get out of here?"
"Pick up where we left off."
"Commander Rabb? I'm Lieutenant York. That's a pretty nasty gash on your head. I understand you were unconscious for a couple of minutes."
"Yeah, he's not quite as hard headed as he makes out to be."
"How did this happen?"
"Do I really have to tell you?"
"It helps in making a diagnosis."
"It's kind of embarrassing."
"I assure you Commander, we've heard it all."
"Well...I was all ready for a lay-up when Sturgis over there--"
Author name: Mariposa
Feedback: mailto:mariposapapillon@earthlink.net
Appreciated and encouraged. This is the only payment we writers receive.
Rating: Depends on your own mind
Spoilers: Nothing in particular
Disclaimer: Mine! Mine! Mine! (I wish)
Summery: Just a bit of flash fic
Notes: For Kay
*~*~*~*~*~*
FRIDAY
1530 ZULU (1930 LOCAL)
NATIONAL NAVAL MEDICAL CENTER
BETHESDA, MARYLAND
"I'm not going to explain it."
"You have to tell them something."
"No I don't. I'll just tell them I hit my head. That should be enough."
"They're going to ask how."
"So, you tell them."
"I'm not going to tell them."
"Then why should I?"
"Because it's your head."
"But it's your fault."
"Is not."
"Is too. I was trying not to hurt you."
"In your dreams."
"You don't want to know about my dreams."
"You should have been watching what you were doing."
"I was otherwise occupied."
"I know. I was enjoying myself immensely."
"So was I, right up to the point I knocked myself out."
"You scared me."
"I scared me....hey, you think we'll ever get this right?"
"This hasn't scared you off?"
"No."
"So what do you want to do when we get out of here?"
"Pick up where we left off."
"Commander Rabb? I'm Lieutenant York. That's a pretty nasty gash on your head. I understand you were unconscious for a couple of minutes."
"Yeah, he's not quite as hard headed as he makes out to be."
"How did this happen?"
"Do I really have to tell you?"
"It helps in making a diagnosis."
"It's kind of embarrassing."
"I assure you Commander, we've heard it all."
"Well...I was all ready for a lay-up when Sturgis over there--"