Jack swallowed as he walked towards his exam room. He'd gone for a quick break, to run home and grab a bite to eat and was disappointed to find the house empty. When he returned, Jennifer told him he had a patient waiting. A patient Jack wasn't quite ready to see. He pushed the door open and watched the smile brighten on her face as she tapped the fingers of her right hand against the white paper that covered the bed.

"Good afternoon, Jack," Juliet told him, that calm tone that made him nervous echoing in the small room.

"Hey," he uttered, holding her chart firmly in his hands.

"So this is awkward," she offered. "You with the chart, me on the table."

"I wouldn't exactly consider it a reversal of fortune since you're probably still studying me," Jack scoffed, placing her thin chart down on the counter on his side, his eyes quickly glancing over when the glass jars holding the cotton swabs and the small wooden slabs shook.

Juliet frowned, her bottom lip pouting slightly. "Is that really what you think?"

Jack managed a smile. "I think Kate and I are both still under suspicion."

"Why would we be suspicious of you?" Juliet said slowly, lowering her head and giving him a look of amusement he didn't find so amusing.

He picked up her file. "You're here for a standard check-up," he affirmed, watching her nod her head. Jack put the file back down, open at his side. He pulled the stethoscope off his neck and watched her straighten, waiting. He checked her pulse and her blood pressure and asked her to lie down. He went through the motions, asked her questions that had become routine in his head and noted nothing out of the ordinary.

Jack took a syringe and some rubber tubing and approached her, watching her flinch slightly. "I could knock you out before taking your blood, seeing as you did me that favor," he spat, sarcasm dripping off each word.

She inhaled and shifted. "No, it's fine, go ahead."

He laughed because she answered as though he were serious. Jack took the standard three tubes before glancing at her pale face. She gave him a lop-sided grin as he pushed a cotton ball to her flesh and stepped away, labeling the tubes.

"How soon can you have results on that?" Juliet asked calmly.

Jack shrugged. "Depends, you in a hurry to have me tell you you're perfectly fine?"

"I'm just human, Jack, I could have high blood pressure or high cholesterol." She hopped off the bed and walked past him towards the door.

"Tomorrow you can pass by, Jennifer should have the results."

"You do the work yourself?"

"It's how I occupy my mornings," Jack told her absently. Then he raised his head. "Yeah, it's part of the job, I do the work myself." He went back to writing.

After a moment, Juliet asked, curiously, "So you could falsify records?"

Jack shook his head in confusion. "Why would I do that?" His head came up then, seeing the door slowly gliding to a close.

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