Esther walked in on the blues enjoying their breakfast. "Um, hi." Everyone looked up. "Hey Esther." Church greeted. Tex nodded. Tucker said nothing and concentrated on his omelette. Doc was shocked. "Um, is anyone going to introduce me?" Church spoke up "Uh, yeah, Doc, this is the medic we hired-" "You hired." Tex corrected. "Uh, right, I hired to replace you." Doc looked shocked and hurt. "You, you're replacing me?" He looked as if he might cry for a second, then became angry. "What makes this guy any better?!" Esther took off her helmet. "Um, hello, Doc, is it?" Doc looked thrown off by the fact that Esther was a woman. "Uh, I, Church, why?" he finally concluded. "Because you suck as a medic! Tell me how axel grease and orange juice is supposed to cure the stomach flu!" Esther suppressed giggle. Doc just looked down, feeling embarrassed. Just then Caboose interrupted. "Doc, can I have more orange juice?" Doc continued to stare at the ground. "Not now Caboose! Look, Church, can I at least stay? I don't have anywhere to go." Church looked thoughtful for a second. "Will you still cook for us?" he asked. "Sure." "Okay then, you can stay." Doc smiled. "Aw, thanks buddy." Church scowled. "Don't ever calll me that." Church took his place at the table and ate his omelettes. Reluctantly, Doc turned to Esther. "Uh, Miss, would you like some omelettes?" She met his blue eyes, and they locked for a moment. "Um, yes I'd love some." Doc swallowed and went back to the stove. "Ow!" Doc cried out. "What?" Tucker asked. Doc held his right hand close to his chest. "I burned myself." Church dumped his plate in the sink. "See Doc. It's a good thing Esther's around." Tucker smiled as he followed Church outside. "It suuure is." Tex swat him on the back of the head and followed him outside. Esther took Doc's hand. "Oh, let me see." She inspected his hand carefully. "Ouch. Let em get my first aid kit, you burnt yourself pretty bad there." Esther left through the kitchen door to get her first aid. She came back and set it on the table. "Why don't you sit down." Doc sat down at the table and Esther took the seat opposite of him. She opened the first aid kit and took some ointments out. She picked up a green one and put some on the burn. Then she took out some guaze and wrapped it around the burn on his thumb. She held his hand in hers. "There."she said. "That should do it. Put some aloe vera on it each day, and keep it wrapped up. It should heal in about a week." She smiled at him. And their eyes locked. They both blushed and she looked away. She set his hand down and closed the first-aid kit then turned to face him. "So, what do you guys do all day?" Doc sighed. "Nothing really. Well, the other guys sit around all day shooting rocks, but I'm a pacifist. I don't believe in guns…" Esther tucked some curls that had fallen int her face behind her ear. "Really? I'm against the whole war thing, but I was drafted because they really needed medics. Oh, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Esther Petit."

Doc smiled goofily. "I'm Frank DuFresne. But everyone calls me Doc. So, you're really against war?" Esther smiled. "Yeah. It's nice to finally meet someone who thinks thinks so. But don't get me wrong, I'm trained to save my ass if I have to, but that doesn't mean I go parade with a pistol at my side all the time." Doc looked a little surprised that Esther was trained for combat, but still appreciated the fact that she had no intention of being here. Caboose popped up from behind Doc, startling them. "Can someone please get me some more orange juice? I want my orange juice." Esther sighed and walked over to the fridge by the stove and poured Caboose some orange juice. "Thank you nice lady." Esther smiled at him. "Anytime, Caboose." She watched him guzzle down the orange juice, till she noticed Doc was staring at her. Just as he glanced at him, he blushed bright red and walked outside.