Roxanna MacMillan smiles gently toward the young woman in the bed. "You know, I must say, your progress is...astounding to say the very least." She reads over the young woman's file, "I'm very impressed." The blonde nods, "however, we need to go through a few things. Standard, run of the mill stuff."
Charlotte watches the woman in front of her. "Can my Mum come back?"
"She's just outside the door. I tend to obtain better readings when it's just the two of us." She offers her a reassuring, closed mouth smile. "There are no wrong answers. Remember that." Roxanna sits at the foot of the young woman's bed, knowing a more casual approach was going to garner her better results. "What's your whole name?"
"Charlotte...um..." The younger woman pauses, "Dunn, but...I don't think it's Dunn anymore. I think I might have changed it to Mum's. I can't be certain."
"Very good." Roxanna nods, writing down each answer, "Do you know where you are?"
"Holby City Hospital." Charlotte points to a whiteboard across from her with the name of the hospital at the top of it, "This room has no windows, so...can't tell you what time it is." She motions to a clock, "Like, is that one in the morning or one in the afternoon? I've no bloody idea. One of them." She pauses, "Pun unintended, yet accepted."
The bleach blonde raises an amused eyebrow, "Okay. Spell the word World for me."
"W-O-R-L-D." The young woman replies easily.
"Now spell that same word, backwards."
Charlotte furrows her brow slightly, such an easy task, "D-O-R-L..." She trails off, knowing she had messed up, "D-R..." She stops again, tears coming to her eyes out of frustration, "D..."
"You're doing an incredibly good job, Charlotte." Roxanna nods, listening intently. The young woman isn't doing a very good job though. She flips to a fresh sheet of paper on the clipboard she was working with, readying her pen to hand over to the young woman, "I'd like for you to draw me a clock, please."
Cameron holds his ear against the door, trying to listen to all he possibly can, "Sounds like she's doing well."
"Let's hope so." Bernie leans against the Nurse's station, picking her head up when she sees her ex-husband approaching, "She's in with the Neuro Consultant now. We're staying out here until she's all finished." She offers him a hopeful smile, "You look a bit rough around the edges."
"Couldn't sleep." Marcus shakes his head, rubbing his hand over the back of his neck, "And when I finally did get to rest, it was...like two hours ago."
"You could have slept. I would have called you if there were any major developments." She shakes her head, "What about some tea? I can have a nurse bring us some."
"I'll be fine, Bern. Thanks." He slowly removes his jacket, looking out to the steady AAU. "I don't know how you lot do it. You especially. When I'm doing a bit of locum work here, Keller works out perfectly. Quick medicine like AAU, Trauma, ED...I never could."
"I'm aware." Bernie tilts her head from side to side, "Keller was a bit too...quiet for me."
"Keller is quiet for everyone." Cameron nods, "Unless you're running marathon surgeries, which...I've seen. That stuff is insane to watch."
"If you'll all excuse me for just a moment, I'm going to go and check in on my other." Bernie smiles to the two men in front of her, moving away with arms comfortably folded over her chest. She notices her partner in their office, keeping to herself. Bernie pushes the door open, "Campbell, you can come over with us, you know."
"Catching up on paperwork." Serena looks up after a moment, "Truth be told, the Neuro exam reminds me a bit of my mother. So, I'd much rather just wait here until that's all over for Charlie." She nods, "Besides, Marcus is back. Do you honestly think he wants me around?"
"Marcus likes you." She answers incredulously, having a feeling her partner felt like she wasn't wanted, when it was actually the opposite. "Cam likes you. I guess I like you a little bit."
"Gee, thanks."
Bernie offers an amused look on her face, "I think even Charlie is coming around. Granted, she can't remember much in five minute intervals, but she's trying, right?"
"I was thinking about the long run." Serena nods, setting her pen down and leaning back in her seat a little to better make eye contact with her partner. "Will we take her with us or send her with Marcus? Are either of our houses even accessible if she's going to have issues with that? What if Roxanna's evaluation is less than stellar?"
The blonde nods, "All I can think about as well."
"Obviously, we'll bring her home. Two of us is better than one of him." The silver haired woman answers matter-of-factly, eliciting a surprised reaction from her partner, "That is, if she's unable to stay in her own home. Of course we'll tend to her. No questions asked."
Bernie tilts her head to the side, "Serena, if you aren't comfortable-"
"It isn't about my comfort. It's about Charlotte's care."
"I know, I understand that. It's just...what about Jason and the baby? We don't know how that whole thing is going to play out. What if they need to stay with us?" The blonde offers, "I'm not saying I don't want Charlie close or that I don't want to care for her, not in the least. However, I'm just thinking about...the possibilities."
"True, but she's been hesitant to let you out of her sight since she has awakened...She thinks she's fourteen." Serena offers, watching her partner intently, "I cared for my mother, I cared for Jason, and we can care for Charlotte together." Her tone serious, honest. "This isn't something I'm unfamiliar with."
"Cameron has already offered to stay home and care for her if that's something that needs to happen." Bernie licks her lips, watching as Serena returns to the work in front of her. She knows this is because of Elinor. Some part of it is reminding her partner of her lost daughter. "Which he can do in the daytime while we're at work. I'm sure we can talk to Abigail about working something out in terms of a schedule with her."
The silver haired woman glances up toward her girlfriend, a sparkle in the corner of her eye, "That would work wonderfully." Serena's smile grows ever so slightly.
"Good." The blonde nears the other woman, leaning down to capture her lips tenderly. "First thing's first, let's see what Roxanna thinks. We'll take it one step at a time."