It had taken a while to convince Flint and then in turn the rest of the boys to leave her to wait for Barb to finish mourning, so they could meet at Rock candy mountain together. She planned on waiting in one of the main lobbies, she reasoned there would be a bunch of people and she'd perfectly safe, but in the end she had won the argument with a firm uncompromising glare that even Earl yielded to.

Sam pitied the Ape even though her owner was homicidal maniac and Sam couldn't say she was sad to see him go, it must have been a terror for Barb to see him die, so Sam had insisted they take her with them.

Taking a seat in an orange love seat she removed her glasses to clean them, she heard the squeak of wheels from what she assumed to be another lab cart, placing the now clean glasses back on her face she looked around the lobby in embarrassment, it was empty contrary to what she had told Flint, but she wasn't about to call him and tell him that, instead she promised herself that she would would return to the processing room to check on Barb soon, even though the mere thought of having to see a bloody mangled corpse again made her retch and flooded her mind with unwelcome images, Barb must have had a strong stomach.

Shivering Sam began to think of bouncing sheep and Barry.

As strong as she was, it had still taken Barb the better of twenty minutes to shift every awry bone back to what she hoped was a normal position, to her relief it seemed that things had looked far worse than they really were, the only things broken seemed to be an arm, a few fingers, an elbow and his nose the rest was dislocation all of these Barb fixed with the exception of the elbow

which was shattered and protruding from the skin and along with Chester's nose seemed to be the main source of blood. As she couldn't seem to push the bones back in Barb wrapped it up nicely with a roll of gauze and forced a vial of pain killers down his throat, she would allow someone else with more expertise in that area to fix it.

Chester's vest had also seemed to have acted as a shock absorber and as far as Barb could tell, protected him from broken ribs and she hoped and prayed from internal bleeding also though she wasn't clear if this protection extended to his head.

After Barb was sure she had done all could, Barb took a seat and began the task of pulling the clotted blood from her hair and nails, she was amazed that she had traversed the factory without once wiping it away, though Barb didn't find blood gross or even scary she now felt bad for the intern she had scared earlier.

She had just finished cleaning her left leg when Chester woke up again, just like the first time Barb found herself shocked but this time around she was able to mask her surprise and kept her eyes trained on her other limb, she wondered if he would remember what happened in the processing room now, part of her hoped he wouldn't, but she would have to tell him anyway after he looked at a calendar and noticed they had skipped ahead a week.

Unless..

She looked up sharply, thinking deeply.

Nope, that wouldn't work, Barb resumed cleaning her leg.

"Barb?"

She looked towards him, forcing her expression to be blank, she didn't want to reveal anything before she knew where his mind was, he looking at his arm, the one she had bandaged thickly with gauze, bemusedly. "Is this a sign of my plan working or-"

"Failing." Barb interrupted, he remembered, ah well at least she had something to work with now. "And I wouldn't move that arm too much, I couldn't get your elbow to go in right, you're going to have to see someone for that."

Chester blinked, looking at his arm once more he obeyed and didn't move it adopting a slight pout he whined. "But the deadline is-"

"I know when it is and it's just horrible this is going to happen, but maybe next time." Barb paused leaning closer to Chester and lowering her voice to a whisper. "You wont try to murder five people...And a monkey." Chester looked stunned and Barb figured she'd better continue talking before he could think of a response. "You know Sam's in the lobby."

"Who?" Chester asked, flinching as he rubbed his nose which dislodged the plugs Barb placed and unleashed a rush of blood. "Where are my glasses? I can't see anything."

"Miss sparks and their broken," Barb said, then as an after thought added. "you should probably leave those plugs out, there's tissue over there."

Chester made to move towards the tissue, instead beginning to whimper in pain, the medicine wasn't lasting as long as Barb had hoped. "What does she want?"

Barb shot him a look that she hoped would say all that needed to be said unfortunately it didn't seem to do the trick because Chester continued watching her with a confused and pained expression.

"Ahem, you tried to kill her boyfriend sir so I would assume..." She trailed off, Chester seemed to understand and resumed pouting.

"However I have no plans on letting her get to you." Barb said. cheerfully clapping her hands, looking at him for approval.

Chester's unfocused eyes moved around her face sadly. "But what about the food bar..."

"Are you serious!" Barb exclaimed angrily, pinching her snout, of all the things to be worried about he chose a food bar! She almost like laughing.

Pulling a face that yanked at her heartstrings Chester's eyes flooded with tears, Barb felt her eye twitching, she would, she would resist, she would not give in...She would be strong.

"No! I mean-No I am not helping you with this...I will talk to Rachel later."

A smile spread across Chester's face only increasing the flow of blood from his nose.

Barb shot him a glare. "Hey, I never said I was fixing any of this."

Chester attempted to shrug but stopped, hissing in pain.

Barb looked on in worry, remembering a concern that had been on her mind.

"How does your head feel."

"Painful." Chester answered simply, the grin returning to his face.

Barb nodded. "I want to scan it later."

"No." He said, childishly.

Barb was annoyed by this refusal and looked at him for a long time before saying."Yes"

"No-."

"We are scanning your head whether you like it or not! So deal with it." Barb said. "Now I'm going to get you some more pain medicine and talk to Sam. "

"And another pair of glasses." Chester put in weakly. "I can't see a thing."

Barb blinked and peered closer tat him he had given up too easily for her liking and had paled a few shades, Once again a gnawing concern formed in her stomach. "Yes, I'll bring them, don't go to sleep okay, I'll be right back."

A/N.

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