Part 9
Grace Alverez comes up behind George. She taps his shoulder, the other are still studying the photographs. "Let's go have a little talk." He nods weakly. He pushes his chair back, a little, trying not to hit Grace. They don't say anything until they get to a little alcove off from the command center.
"George, if you need me to give you a blood test, I can." Grace says, unsure really how to begin.
"Grace, if he had it before we broke up, then I am going to die.I am scared, Grace, I have never been so scared." He says sadly.
"I know you're scared, honey, but didn't you use a condom with him?" Grace frowns. She had thought George to be smarter than this, but now is not the time to scold him. She needs to sympathize with him. She needs to be a friend now, and a doctor, judge is not part of her job description.
"No, I thought we were in a monagamous relationship, I mean I heard rumors about his affairs, but I thought they were just rumors, but now, if I caught this from him before we broke up,and Bailey is going to kill me." He tries to hold back tears, but he can't any longer, and they begin streaming down his face.
"Why would Bailey kill you?" Grace says. She is confused, Bailey would never be that cold hearted to fire someone for a disease, he would try and give them options. She brings him into a hug, which he looks like he much needs.
"I slept with Francis last night." He whispers into her shirt.
She begins stroking his back. "Did you just say, what I thought you said."
He nods weakly. "We meant at a cafe yesterday, ...::sob::...she bought me a drink..::sob::...we went for a walk...::sob::...and we ended...::sob::.. back at my place...::sob::..and it just happened...::sob::...in a way...::sob::...I wanted...::sob::..it to happen.::sob::...to see if I was over...::sob::..Julie." He burrows his face into her lab coat.
She frowns. Poor George, he reminds her of a kid who had broken their toy. She continues to stroke his back, and pat his head.She knows this is more serious then that.It is life -or- death. "I am sorry, honey, I know how hard for you it was to continue to be straight after that car bomb, and then, when you thought you had your chance back, after feeling so uncomfortable with women lovers, then this happened. " She had known Julie, a sweet girl, who had been a freedom fighter, an adovacate for the medical profession, and who would give a mosquito blood if she felt she needed it badly enough.She had also been the center of George's world, and he hers. They were to get married the night after her car was blown to smithereens. She wasn't suprise, a year after the accident, Georgie having already given up women two months before that, decided he liked men. And poor Georgie, five years after it, he decides he may be comfortable with women again, and this happens. This scares her to, George had been such a good friend, and she hated to see her friends suffer, especially Sam and George who have dealt with far over their deal of cards of grief, and suffering.
"I was going to ask Bailey today..::sob::..if I could see her again.And I do, want...." He says softly unable to talk for a few seconds, he swallows a lump of new tears forming in his throat. "Can...you give me that ...blood test...because I need to find out...so, I can tell Francis, if ... I infected her."
Grace nods. "Oh course, honey."
He looks up at her. "Thank you, Grace." He gives her a small hug. She hugs him back. She wipes the tear tracks off his face.
"We'll go do that right now." She says, and they walk to her lab. They faintly hear the phone in the command center. ring as they leave.
(More to come)
Grace Alverez comes up behind George. She taps his shoulder, the other are still studying the photographs. "Let's go have a little talk." He nods weakly. He pushes his chair back, a little, trying not to hit Grace. They don't say anything until they get to a little alcove off from the command center.
"George, if you need me to give you a blood test, I can." Grace says, unsure really how to begin.
"Grace, if he had it before we broke up, then I am going to die.I am scared, Grace, I have never been so scared." He says sadly.
"I know you're scared, honey, but didn't you use a condom with him?" Grace frowns. She had thought George to be smarter than this, but now is not the time to scold him. She needs to sympathize with him. She needs to be a friend now, and a doctor, judge is not part of her job description.
"No, I thought we were in a monagamous relationship, I mean I heard rumors about his affairs, but I thought they were just rumors, but now, if I caught this from him before we broke up,and Bailey is going to kill me." He tries to hold back tears, but he can't any longer, and they begin streaming down his face.
"Why would Bailey kill you?" Grace says. She is confused, Bailey would never be that cold hearted to fire someone for a disease, he would try and give them options. She brings him into a hug, which he looks like he much needs.
"I slept with Francis last night." He whispers into her shirt.
She begins stroking his back. "Did you just say, what I thought you said."
He nods weakly. "We meant at a cafe yesterday, ...::sob::...she bought me a drink..::sob::...we went for a walk...::sob::...and we ended...::sob::.. back at my place...::sob::..and it just happened...::sob::...in a way...::sob::...I wanted...::sob::..it to happen.::sob::...to see if I was over...::sob::..Julie." He burrows his face into her lab coat.
She frowns. Poor George, he reminds her of a kid who had broken their toy. She continues to stroke his back, and pat his head.She knows this is more serious then that.It is life -or- death. "I am sorry, honey, I know how hard for you it was to continue to be straight after that car bomb, and then, when you thought you had your chance back, after feeling so uncomfortable with women lovers, then this happened. " She had known Julie, a sweet girl, who had been a freedom fighter, an adovacate for the medical profession, and who would give a mosquito blood if she felt she needed it badly enough.She had also been the center of George's world, and he hers. They were to get married the night after her car was blown to smithereens. She wasn't suprise, a year after the accident, Georgie having already given up women two months before that, decided he liked men. And poor Georgie, five years after it, he decides he may be comfortable with women again, and this happens. This scares her to, George had been such a good friend, and she hated to see her friends suffer, especially Sam and George who have dealt with far over their deal of cards of grief, and suffering.
"I was going to ask Bailey today..::sob::..if I could see her again.And I do, want...." He says softly unable to talk for a few seconds, he swallows a lump of new tears forming in his throat. "Can...you give me that ...blood test...because I need to find out...so, I can tell Francis, if ... I infected her."
Grace nods. "Oh course, honey."
He looks up at her. "Thank you, Grace." He gives her a small hug. She hugs him back. She wipes the tear tracks off his face.
"We'll go do that right now." She says, and they walk to her lab. They faintly hear the phone in the command center. ring as they leave.
(More to come)