For such-a-random-rambler and the prompt: 'When I finish patching you up I swear to god I'm going to kick your ass for making me worry about you' and John.
If EOS had eyes she would roll them as she had seen Scott and Virgil and even John do. It looked like a very satisfying thing to do. She'd tried it with her lights, but it just looked like a flashing circle. It would be one of the first things she would ask for if someone was to offer – she'd like a pair of eyes to roll. To go with that she'd like a pair of lips to huff and lungs to sigh. These seemed to be repetitive gestures on Tracy Island, and they intrigued her greatly.
'You're procrastinating!'
EOS was learning so much. But now was the time to put some of that learning into practice. It was a little difficult because she had no body, no arms to help and hold, but she had her intellect, and, as John was want to say, intellect is the greatest weapon man could wield. She didn't need a weapon, but she did need to act.
John had done something stupid. Again.
How many times did he forget the effect changing gravity had on him? How many times had he fallen, knocked himself or dropped something while on Earth? Countless, well not to her, but yeah – a lot. Sometimes he forgot it worked the other way too.
He had slipped in the shower. And hit his head. She'd immediately turned the water off and had been trying to rouse him, but she was having no luck. John was bleeding. EOS knew the first aid he needed, but she couldn't do it for him.
And this is where it became just a little bit more difficult. Scott was at TI headquarters in meetings all day. Virgil had taken Grandma shopping. Alan and Kayo were out near Mars escorting a broken-down shuttle.
Only Gordon was there.
In theory this was not a problem. Gordon had the right training and knew what to do for John, she'd seen him perform this for many victims. No, the problem was that John had said not to trust Gordon and to never let him on board. He had a tendency to hide things that his brothers hated. She had watched with great interest the other day when Gordon had spiked Scott's shower with blue dye. Scott had been furious, choice words were spoken but Gordon, and Alan, found it hilarious and had filmed it all. John had rolled his eyes and made her promise to never let Gordon up.
She pondered her predicament for 0.28 seconds. Health overrode everything. Scott had told her John's health was the most important thing and she had promised. So making a decision and contacting Gordon took less than 1.5 minutes from John hitting his head.
'Gordon?' Gordon looked up. He'd been waxing his surf board ready for a sweet day of surfing in Hawaii, he was due some time off and the waves promised to be spectacular. 'EOS? Is everything alright?' EOS' lights flashed. 'I'm sending the elevator down to you. John has had an accident and hit his head. He is currently unresponsive.' Damn. Throwing down his cloth and running to grab the first aid kit from the hanger, he mentally ran through what else he might need.
Thank goodness the elevator only took eight minutes; it was just enough time to get suited up. Getting there, Gordon could almost feel how worried EOS was, but he was ever the professional, and it didn't take long check John over and get him out of the shower and into his room. By this time John was stirring but wasn't fully awake. There was a good size gash to his head that would require a bandage, but not stitches – thank goodness because Gordon did not do sewing – and he began to strap John's head as Virgil's voice came over the comm. EOS must have called him.
'Everything ok, Gordon?' He nodded. 'Yeah, John's just starting to come around. No stitches needed but he'll have to come back down so we can keep an eye on him. EOS, how long was he out for?' EOS' lights flickered. 'In total, 18.72 minutes.' Virgil sighed. 'We're almost home so we'll get the infirmary ready.'
Just as Gordon was finishing up bandaging John's head, he seemed to come round fully. 'Gordon?' Gordon chuckled. 'Yes, it's me John. You're not imaging things.' John tried to move away but Gordon caught him and hissed, 'stay still. You know, when I finish patching you up John…' and to both their surprise EOS jumped right in with: 'I swear to god I'm going to kick your ass for making me worry about you.'
Gordon collapsed in laughter while John raised an eyebrow. 'Really, EOS? Who taught you to say that?' EOS gave a giggle herself. 'You did, John. You say it to Scott, and sometimes Virgil, quite a lot.'
John flushed red.