Chris stared at the scene in front of her, horror written clearly
on her face but she really didn't know what in the world to do to stop what
she was seeing. She couldn't really bring herself to believe that what she
was seeing was real. Hook was kissing Stegman still, the kiss definitely
deepening the longer that it went on, Hook moving Stegman up against the
wall of the hallway and his hands....
"Hook!" Chris darted over when she saw where Hook's hands were heading. Okay, maybe Hook was trying to play some sort of joke on Stegman and from the look on the other doctor's face, it might be working a bit too well but... She reached out, snagging the back of his lab coat and pulling him back slightly. Enough was enough here with the joke!
"Dr. Hook!" Stegman shouted as Chris was able to free him from the attentions of the other doctor his pants falling down around his ankles as he took a slight step backwards. Stegman stared at him in a bit of shock,
what had just happened not really sinking in yet, not even noticing his current state of undress.
"Dr. Stegman, I'm very sorry." Chris said. Okay, this could be okay. Stegman had obviously been totally caught off guard by what Hook had done. She might be able to get him out of this mess without either ending up fired or locked up in the psych ward if she thought of an excuse fast.
He was going to owe her so big for this one though. She couldn't believe that he had played such a stupid and extremely gross joke. Well, if he expected any kisses from her when they got downstairs, then he could just think again. She wasn't touching those lips until they had been thoroughly disinfected!
After a moment of panicked thought, she spoke once more. "I'm afraid that Dr. Hook has been exposed to Martrichson's encephalitis. You would know the symptoms of that of course. Classic case."
Stegman looked suspiciously at Chris. He had never heard the disease that she had just named but he certainly wasn't going to let her know that there was something connected to neurology that he wasn't up on.
"Of course." He said as he frowned at Hook, searching his brain for any information about the odd disease as he spoke. Was it contagious? "Take him down to the ER at once! Get him out of here!" It probably was contagious and Hook had.... He thought he might be sick at the very thought.
"That's where we were heading." Chris said with a smile. "Oh, and if you should happen to notice any blurred vision, shaky hands.... Well,
why am I telling you the symptoms. I'm sure you know enough to get help before it reaches the fatal stage though." Chris's smile grew as she heard the elevator arriving and pulled Hook in before Stegman could get his little brain to fire enough and realize that she was bluffing him.
"Hook, what were you thinking?" Chris demanded as soon as they were safely in the elevator and out of Stegman's hearing. "That joke is something that Elmer would pull, not you! You better be thankful that Stegman's an idiot and...."
"Don't talk about him like that."
"What?" Chris looked at Hook in shock and more than a little bit of confusion. That look on his face, almost like his brain was in orbit or he had just been hit with a baseball bat.... Had someone hit him with something? She had been right there and was sure she would have seen any injury but.... "Hook?"
"Don't talk about him like that." A dreamy look was now on Hook's face and he suddenly let out a soft giggle.
"Hook?" Okay, this was getting a bit weird. She would have never thought that Hook was the giggling type. Elmer, maybe, but not Hook.
Maybe her excuse to Steg wasn't too far off. Maybe he really was sick.
She reached out and anxiously pressed a hand against his forehead, feeling for any sign of fever.
Hook shoved her hand away impatiently. He didn't have time to be fussed over. "Do you think he likes roses?" he asked anxiously.
"Who?" Yes, this was definitely getting weird. No sign of a fever but.... What diseases could cause sudden mental lapses with no warning?
"Stegman. The man that I love." Hook said, giggling again as he thought of it.
"Hook!" Chris darted over when she saw where Hook's hands were heading. Okay, maybe Hook was trying to play some sort of joke on Stegman and from the look on the other doctor's face, it might be working a bit too well but... She reached out, snagging the back of his lab coat and pulling him back slightly. Enough was enough here with the joke!
"Dr. Hook!" Stegman shouted as Chris was able to free him from the attentions of the other doctor his pants falling down around his ankles as he took a slight step backwards. Stegman stared at him in a bit of shock,
what had just happened not really sinking in yet, not even noticing his current state of undress.
"Dr. Stegman, I'm very sorry." Chris said. Okay, this could be okay. Stegman had obviously been totally caught off guard by what Hook had done. She might be able to get him out of this mess without either ending up fired or locked up in the psych ward if she thought of an excuse fast.
He was going to owe her so big for this one though. She couldn't believe that he had played such a stupid and extremely gross joke. Well, if he expected any kisses from her when they got downstairs, then he could just think again. She wasn't touching those lips until they had been thoroughly disinfected!
After a moment of panicked thought, she spoke once more. "I'm afraid that Dr. Hook has been exposed to Martrichson's encephalitis. You would know the symptoms of that of course. Classic case."
Stegman looked suspiciously at Chris. He had never heard the disease that she had just named but he certainly wasn't going to let her know that there was something connected to neurology that he wasn't up on.
"Of course." He said as he frowned at Hook, searching his brain for any information about the odd disease as he spoke. Was it contagious? "Take him down to the ER at once! Get him out of here!" It probably was contagious and Hook had.... He thought he might be sick at the very thought.
"That's where we were heading." Chris said with a smile. "Oh, and if you should happen to notice any blurred vision, shaky hands.... Well,
why am I telling you the symptoms. I'm sure you know enough to get help before it reaches the fatal stage though." Chris's smile grew as she heard the elevator arriving and pulled Hook in before Stegman could get his little brain to fire enough and realize that she was bluffing him.
"Hook, what were you thinking?" Chris demanded as soon as they were safely in the elevator and out of Stegman's hearing. "That joke is something that Elmer would pull, not you! You better be thankful that Stegman's an idiot and...."
"Don't talk about him like that."
"What?" Chris looked at Hook in shock and more than a little bit of confusion. That look on his face, almost like his brain was in orbit or he had just been hit with a baseball bat.... Had someone hit him with something? She had been right there and was sure she would have seen any injury but.... "Hook?"
"Don't talk about him like that." A dreamy look was now on Hook's face and he suddenly let out a soft giggle.
"Hook?" Okay, this was getting a bit weird. She would have never thought that Hook was the giggling type. Elmer, maybe, but not Hook.
Maybe her excuse to Steg wasn't too far off. Maybe he really was sick.
She reached out and anxiously pressed a hand against his forehead, feeling for any sign of fever.
Hook shoved her hand away impatiently. He didn't have time to be fussed over. "Do you think he likes roses?" he asked anxiously.
"Who?" Yes, this was definitely getting weird. No sign of a fever but.... What diseases could cause sudden mental lapses with no warning?
"Stegman. The man that I love." Hook said, giggling again as he thought of it.