Authors Note: here is the second installment, I hope you enjoyed the first part, here you will get to see a little more Capa/Gwyn interaction. If you haven't already deduced that this occurring before Sunshine occurs, giving you the heads up! don't worry, just giving you a little background before going into the movie parts! hope you enjoy!


Check up...

Gwyn quickly ushered Mace out of the Medical wing before pinching the bridge of her nose and then rubbing her tired eyes in slight annoyance. Mace had once again asked her if she enjoyed playing doctor with her fellow crew mates. The first two times at his monthly check ups she had ignored it, but enough was enough, and although she knew he was only yanking her chain, she was tired of it.

"Would you rather say that to Searle?" she questioned him tersely. While penciling down his results, flicking her pen in exaggerated annoyance as she wrote.

She heard him grumble softly, yet he stayed seated on the sterile, white, medical cot.

"You may leave now." she said, not meaning to sound as rude as she had.

She picked her head up from her notes to apologize, but he was already heading out the door in angry strides.

"Mace..." she called after him, but he didn't stop.

She released an exasperated sigh.

"Dammit..." she hissed at herself softly, now alone in the steal and plastic room, only the hum of the engines to accompany her.

"Icarus..." she said.

"Yes Ms Monroe?" came the synthetic reply.

"Please inform Mr. Capa that he needs to attend his appointment." she said rubbing her eyes once again before attempting to smooth locks of her soft brown hair back into the messy ponytail at the base of her skull.

"Yes Ms Monroe." Icarus replied before growing quiet.

"Gwyn..." she said almost to herself, doubting that Icarus had heard her correction.


"Capa."

"Yes Icarus." the Physicist responded; doing yet another simulation, double, triple checking his work.

"Ms Monroe wished to remind you of your appointment."

Robert Capa sighed, never really being one for monthly check-ups, but had long ago opted to comply willingly to these doctor visits; mainly to get them out of the way and get back to business.

"Understood Icarus, I'll be there momentarily." he replied and began to wrap up his simulation.

"Yes Capa."


Gwendolyn looked up when she heard the hiss of the doors and watched as Capa strode in.

"Capa, you're the last one." she said, standing up, and offering him a small smile.

"I thought as much." he replied, returning her smile.

"Have a seat please." she said, motioning towards the cot while she gathered her supplies. " How are the tests going? good I hope." she commented with a small chuckle.

"Everything seems to be checking out; all the read outs are good...stable." he replied, shifting somewhat uncomfortably where he sat.

"That's good, I wouldn't want us to blow up before we reached the sun." she said, placing her stethoscope around her neck loosely, turning to face him.

"I can assure you that won't be happening." he told her as she gently checked his ears before moving in front of him, leaning towards him slightly to examine his eyes.

"Good pupil dilation, I see your little tiffs with Mace haven't caused any serious damage." she said with a laugh. "Lovely eyes by the way." she added, standing back up, placing the ear buds of her stethoscope in their respected places.

"Thank you." he replied, somewhat surprised by her complement.

"This might be a little cold." she told him as she gently pushed up his shirt, pressing the cool metal to the pale flesh of his chest.

He knew the drill, breath in and out slowly so that she could check on the health of his lungs, and make sure they were functioning properly. She then checked his heart, and blood pressure; weighed, and measured him, and finally took a small sample of blood for further testing.

"Well, you appear to be as healthy as a horse." she told him while writing down his current stats.

"That's good to hear." he replied as he watched her scribble down her work.

There was a short pause between the two crew mates, the silence somewhat uncomfortable; Gwyn finally decided to break the quiet moment.

"I know that this is usually Searle's jurisdiction but, how are you holding up? You and Mace have been a little tense with one another lately." she asked as she pulled up her computer chair and sat down in front of him, making sure to not crowd him. "I would have asked Mace the same question, however I lost my temper with him somewhat, and he stormed out of the room before I could say any more."

"We don't necessarily see eye to eye..." he replied after a short pause, and she sensed that he was unsure about sharing it with her.

"Forgive me for prying" she said quickly, the room once again falling silent.

"If you don't mind me asking, how have you been holding up?" Capa asked suddenly, looking at her curiously.

"Space...space makes me uneasy...even if the most minute problem occurs, when you're out here you're pretty much screwed." she said after a moment of uncertainty.

"We can fix it, we're not screwed." he replied eyeing her, determination in his brights eyes.

"You cannot fix everything..." she mumbled and then sighed. "I'm sorry I did not mean to prattle on about my silly fears." she then added chuckling to herself.

"Not at all." Capa replied giving her an ernest smile.

"Well Mr. Robert Capa, everything seems to check out, you're free to go." she said light heartedly while standing up from her chair, smoothing out nonexistent wrinkles on her pale blue blouse.

"Thank you Ms Monroe." he said, standing up as well.

"Please, just Gwyn." she told him.

"Very well." he replied, she was almost sure she saw a small smile play across his features as he brushed passed her while walking towards the exit.

"Capa..." she called back, not bothering to turn around as she pretended to organize the various papers on her work table, hoping he had not hurried out.

"Yes?" she heard from the door, and she secretly smiled.

"I enjoyed talking with you...we should...we should do it again sometime." she continued, still not bothering to turn around.

"I'd like that." he said after a moment.

Her smile grew as she heard his soft retreating footsteps.

Perhaps the next thirteen months wouldn't be as terrible as she thought...