Chapter 3
A Different Perspective on Things
Xena and Gabrielle arrived at the village early in the morning. Xena, trying to get out of her doctor visit, insisted that they needed more supplies. After this chore, Xena decided to treat Gabby and herself to a meal and drink at the local restaurant.
"Xena, are you nervous about seeing a doctor?" an increasingly frustrated and annoyed Gabrielle asked. She was greeted by silence, as usual. Seeing as her friend was extremely touchy about this particular topic, Gabby decided to leave the conversation as is.
While Gabby was thinking of how Xena was going to treat the poor doctor "Won't even know what hit him", Xena was thinking of her failure as her own doctor. Raised in a family with just enough food and clothing and nothing left for doctors, Xena learned how to recognize diseases and illnesses and how to treat them.
After an eternity of silence, Xena decided to revive the conversation. "I've taken pretty good care of myself so far, Gabby."
"Yeah, if you think fighting warlords and conquering armies all the time is taking good care of yourself", Gabrielle said with a poorly concealed giggle.
Xena scowled. "I'm alive aren't I?"
"Yes you are Xena, and I am very glad of that, without you I would still be stuck in Potedia and spending all my life doing housework and taking care of my (many?) kids."
Xena, a little embarrassed by the way this conversation was going, decided to put an end to Gabrielle's speech.
"Enough of that mushy stuff, we need to hurry up or I will lose my nerve to go." After this, Xena proceeded to gather up the bag of the newly purchased supplies. Recognizing her friend's discomfort, Gabrielle remained silent and followed Xena down the path. This journey was made in silence, but not an angry silence; they were silent in respect for each other's thoughts and feelings. So onward they headed to the doctor's. Both thought they were prepared for the worst and the best, but didn't consider every possibility.
A Different Perspective on Things
Xena and Gabrielle arrived at the village early in the morning. Xena, trying to get out of her doctor visit, insisted that they needed more supplies. After this chore, Xena decided to treat Gabby and herself to a meal and drink at the local restaurant.
"Xena, are you nervous about seeing a doctor?" an increasingly frustrated and annoyed Gabrielle asked. She was greeted by silence, as usual. Seeing as her friend was extremely touchy about this particular topic, Gabby decided to leave the conversation as is.
While Gabby was thinking of how Xena was going to treat the poor doctor "Won't even know what hit him", Xena was thinking of her failure as her own doctor. Raised in a family with just enough food and clothing and nothing left for doctors, Xena learned how to recognize diseases and illnesses and how to treat them.
After an eternity of silence, Xena decided to revive the conversation. "I've taken pretty good care of myself so far, Gabby."
"Yeah, if you think fighting warlords and conquering armies all the time is taking good care of yourself", Gabrielle said with a poorly concealed giggle.
Xena scowled. "I'm alive aren't I?"
"Yes you are Xena, and I am very glad of that, without you I would still be stuck in Potedia and spending all my life doing housework and taking care of my (many?) kids."
Xena, a little embarrassed by the way this conversation was going, decided to put an end to Gabrielle's speech.
"Enough of that mushy stuff, we need to hurry up or I will lose my nerve to go." After this, Xena proceeded to gather up the bag of the newly purchased supplies. Recognizing her friend's discomfort, Gabrielle remained silent and followed Xena down the path. This journey was made in silence, but not an angry silence; they were silent in respect for each other's thoughts and feelings. So onward they headed to the doctor's. Both thought they were prepared for the worst and the best, but didn't consider every possibility.