Jumping from her slumber with a great force, Tamsin awoke with beads of sweat falling from her forehead.
"Tamsin?" The young blonde grabbed the other human's arm and held it firmly, relentless to let it go.
Easing out of her nearly lucid stupor, Tamsin turned to face Lauren and met her gaze hesitantly.
"Doc? I just had the oddest dream." Lauren relaxed at the statement, but refused to let Tamsin out of her grasp.
"Tamsin, what exactly happened before I found you?" The taller woman visibly winced at the question, finding it harder to hide expressions in her current state. She layed back down before noticing her new apparel, navy blue scrubs.
"What did you do to me?"
Lauren knelt down beside the bed and rested her back against a medical cart.
"I couldn't risk the spread of bacterial infection from your various injuries and lacerations. So, I cleansed you as well as I could despite your many breaks. It was not an easy task."
There was an uncomfortable bare silence between the two now, leaving only the faint murmurs of vehicle engines to vreer in the background.
The realization and immense amounts of pain from recent events came thundering back in a big way as Tamsin tried to take her mind off the awkwardness. Her bones ached from the constant movements of Tamsin's long strides. Her feet, blistered beyond repair from the amount of friction caused by the heat and steps she willingly took. Her skin, cracked from the intense humidity of the sun she had been running under for two straight weeks without break.
'"Thank you Lauren," she finally mustered out with an increasing amount of difficulty. The woman picked her off the streets where she should have been left for dead. Would have been, if it weren't for the loyal servant of the light. It was the least Tamsin could do.
The doctor just nodded in response, as if it were the most unusual thing in the world, heat rising to her cheeks at the amount of tenderness in Tamsin's voice.
"Listen Tamsin, you have sustained multiple and to be honest very critical injuries. As your current medical consultant, I need to know how this happened," the doctor grabbed a clipboard from the bottom drawer of the cart and clicked a pen, ready to begin.
How do I put this?
Hey Doc...I'm human. You don't happen to have some top secret happy pills I can pop to turn me back now, do you?
Not only was it mentally difficult for her to answer that question, but Tamsin's head was battling its own war too. Lauren could see that.
"If you need time I-"
"I'm human."
Clank
There goes the clipboard.
Good going Tamsin, well done.
Lauren sat at the end of the small bed, releasing a deep breath, not sure how to respond.
"Promise me you'll explain all of this later?" She asked more than ordered.
Something about these human brains, so emotionally confusing, "Of course." Absentmindedly, Tamsin found her own hand hovering over Lauren's.
Looking down, the Canadian doctor led her fingers to intertwine with the stronger blonde's. To Lauren's surprise, the former Valkyrie's hands were very soft and cold, instead of rough from war as she theorised. But there were a few callouses on her knuckles and fingertips, creating a strong grip. Though, obviously the woman was a boxer (hence the knuckle scars), but she played the guitar too?
Much to Tamsin's dismay, she felt all too familiar marks on Lauren's palms where a gun would have been held. Concern for the doctor's safety unwilling flushed the blonde of her thoughts.
"You play?" The doctor asked, genuinely curious.
"A little," Tamsin lied. She knew that the other blonde knew it too. The callouses were far too rough.
"You served," The former fae deadpanned, genuinely concerned.
"A little," Lauren lied. She knew the other blonde knew it too. The intelligent woman was familiar with the subject.
They stayed there in that moment for what felt like eternity. Their hands clasped with one another, their gazes complete.
Maybe all of this feelings shit is okay...every once in awhile.
Lauren knew that Tamsin shouldn't be in that position, for it wasn't safe for the woman's current condition...but she couldn't bring herself to move.
Tamsin leaned forward and ducked her head to capture the doctor's lips in her own, only to miss and kiss the woman's nose. Lauren began to laugh at Tamsin's discombobulation but was cut short with lips on her own, stifling her giggles.
The embrace was tender and warm, Lauren never expected such a thing to come from Tamsin of all people.
"That was your fault doc, you've got me all hyped up on drugs," she smirked as she tried to kiss the woman again before wincing in agonizing pain.
Lauren held Tamsin's shoulders, "Told you, you need to rest."
The doctor laid the other human back against the bed gently, tucking her back into the blanket once more.
Head against the pillow again, Tamsin impulsively pulled Lauren down on top of her.
"Good thing I have an 'okay' doctor taking care of me," she cracked wisely, embracing the petite woman in her arms.
Lauren's breath hitched and she couldn't muster a response.
"A brilliant doctor," Tamsin reiterated, kissing the woman intensely. The taller blonde bit the other woman's bottom lip playfully, sucking on it later to soothe the pain.
"This is very out of character Tamsin," Lauren whispered under the blanket she shared with the other human.
"Are you complaining?" She teased, half asleep.
Lauren rested her head on Tamsin's chest and relaxed to the sound of the other woman's heartbeat.
"Not at all."
Tamsin smiled internally, "I'm tellin you doc, it's all those drugs you gave me."
This earned a heartfelt laugh from Lauren.
"Yeah, you're not going to like it when those wear off."
Tamsin groaned as if to agree in her now slumbering state.
"Oh Tamsin, you have so much to explain."
That she did.
But one thing was for certain and Tamsin knew it.
She was headed in the right place. She had been since the beginning. It just took the loss of her fae-hood to prove it.
Her thoughts were burst into oblivion as she felt everything gravitate into place.
This was right.
She could feel it.