"Hi boys, right on time as usual," the secretary smiled. "The doctor will be with you shortly, so have a seat."

"Thank you Miss Miller," Brian smiled as he guided Timmy into the doctor's waiting room. If he didn't keep his hand on the kid, he would off like a rocket getting into who knew what and almost assuredly, breaking things. And Brian really couldn't afford for Timmy to break anything more right now.

The wait wasn't that long anyway. Brian got almost all the way through an article about a vigilante in Dorado that was making trouble for some gang, when the Doctor, herself, came out.

She was a tall, pretty blonde woman, maybe in her early to mid thirties, with striking blue eyes. She was on the thinner side, but she radiated a sort of strong, dignified, yet caring air about her.

"Brian, it's good to see you. And, of course, you as well Timmy," the doctor smiled as she waved for the boys to follow her. "Come in back. I'll get your vitals down then we can check out your wrist."

"Yay!" Timmy held up his arms as he did a small hop. "I can't wait to get the cast off! It's hard to do anything with it on!"

"Yeah," Brian agreed as he pushed the smaller boy in front of him. "I had the doc make it extra thick so it would harder for you to blow yourself up again."

Timmy's head whipped around as his eyes narrowed. "You did?"

A giggle from the doctor brought the boys attention back to her as she gestured to a small medical room. "Of course not, Timmy. Brian was fooling you!"

"Mmm," the smaller boy growled slightly as he hopped up on the examination table, crossing his arms roughly.

"So, I heard you won the contest," the doctor smiled as she lightly placed her thumb on Timmy's fore head before writing his temperature down on a pad.

"Yeah!" Timmy began bouncing for a moment before the doctor put a slender hand on his shoulder holding him still. The was an amazing amount of strength in that arm. "I got to meet Efi Oladele! We got to do science stuff! She lets me come back sometimes to do more stuff!"

"Breath in," the doctor placed her thumb on Timmy's chest, over his lungs. "And out….good." Another note went on her pad. "That's impressive. Miss Oladele is quite a little genius, I hear. Now, in again…"

"Yeah. Between this little hellion and Efi, Orisa have our hands full," Brian leaned against a wall of the room, shaking his head with a rueful smile.

"Orisa? Breath in one more time...sounds good," another note.

"Yeah, she is an Omnic that Efi built. Really sweet. Makes a good cup of tea," Brian smiled.

"Brian's in loooove…." Timmy sneered. "It's gross!"

"Oh, when you get older, you'll start to be interested in love," the doctor gave the boy a wink. "Maybe even Efi?"

At the remark, Timmy's eyes went wide as his face went bright red, almost to tomato level. "I...no-no way, I mean, she's...but…"

"Ha, ha!" Brain laughed and pointed at his brother. "You've got a crush!"

"I do not!" Timmy jumped up, standing on the table. "You have a crush on that Mei person!"

"Uh...yeah?" Brian gave the younger boy an incredulous look. "She's pretty, smart, and is out doing things. While I'm stuck here with you."

"Mmmrrrrr," Timmy began to growl before the doctor picked him up, like he was nothing and dropping him back onto the table.

Sparing Brian a glance, the doctor raised an eyebrow. "Mei? Would you happen to mean Mei-Long Zhou?"

"Yeah," Brian looked away, kinda sideways with a goofy smile. "I got to meet her the other day. We randomly ran into her at a cafe."

"Isn't that interesting," the doctor made a little interested face as she glanced at the ceiling, then looked back to Brian. "Mei is a good friend of mine. I can see if I can put in a good word for you?"

Brian rolled his eyes with a sigh. "Right, like she would have any interest in a kid like me."

With another short giggle, the doctor picked up Timmy's hand and lightly ran her fingers over the cast. "Oh, you never know. Maybe she's into younger men?"

"Okay, now I know you're just messing with me," Brian snorted with a small frown. "Let a young boy, striving toward manhood, such as myself, have his little dreams, Doc Ziegler."

"Ha, ha," Angela laughed. "Sorry, Brian. She's a bit of an airhead, and is adorably sweet, but I wouldn't put you on the spot like that. Timmy's arm looks to be fully healed. We can take the cast off now."

"Yes!" Timmy pumped his other fist.

"Hmmm," Brian looked thoughtful. "Can we leave it on for another week? Just in case?"

"Hey!" Timmy spat indignantly.

Shaking her head, with a smile, Angela picked up a small tool and ran it along the upper half of the cast. She then turned Timmy's arm to the side, running it along the bottom, neatly splitting the cast in half.

"Oh, thank god," Timmy immediately began to scratch at his arm.

"Careful there, Timmy," Angela set the cast o one side. "The skin will be a bit tender after the time in the cast. Also, as I am sure you've already noticed, the muscles will be still and weak for a little while."

"Yeah," Timmy frowned. "Is it supposed to be like that?"

"I'm afraid so," Angela shrugged lightly. "I can fix it up for you, if you'd like?" She cast a questioning look at Brian.

With a sigh, Brian shook his head. "Insurance only covers the basic care, and we can't afford extras right now."

A small frown wrinkled Angela's forehead. "Nonsense! That is silly. I'll just take care of it," she said with a determined nod of her head.

"I...dislike handouts," Brian make a sour face. "But, if it's to help the little tubeworm, I'll take whatever you're willing to give."

Picking up a small device that looked something like a magic wand, with some sort of yellow glowing energy inside it, Angela smiled again. "Medicine should be freely available to everyone. And this is something I developed when I was younger."

Then, with a dramatic flick of her wrist, a small line of yellow energy leapt from the device, sliding over Timmy's forearm and wrist. "Ta dah!" Angela grinned. "How's that?"

"Wow!" Timmy's eyes were wide as he looked from his wrist to the device. "How...how did it do that? Some kind of biotic energy? How did you get it to focus into the beam form? The storage medium should be unstable, but you have it in a little thing like that!"

Angela's eye went wide as she glanced over at Brian, who just shrugged. "He gets going on the weirdest tangents. I find it's best to just let him run out of steam."

With a small shrug, Angela nodded and turned back to Timmy. "Yes, it is biotic energy. The focusing effect was one of the harder parts to develop! There is a strong, but tight magnetic force that….."

Brian knew they were going to be a while….