Sorry for the late post - I had an all day training course.

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SPOILERS - this week - Bianca, Scott and Marissa all have decisions to make.

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Frankie walked through reception to find Marissa arriving with the kids. They were all in thick winter coats and they were pulling layers as they entered the warmth of the hospital.

"I think you can guess who we're here to see." said Marissa, as she plucked the hat from Gabby's head. "Do you know what room she's in?"

"I'll go and find out." he said. "You take a seat."

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Frankie checked at the reception desk but Bianca wasn't in the room assigned to her.

"Well where is she?" he asked the nurse.

"Dr Hayward and Dr Castillio are still doing tests I think."

"Still?" asked Frankie. He checked his watch, it was almost seven "Well do you know where they are?"

"They were down in one of the exam rooms on the fourth floor."

"Fine… Thank you." said Frankie, off on his way to find them.

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Frankie walked in to the exam room to see David and Griffin in deep conversation over a computer screen. What they had hadn't noticed while they were pouring over the computer was the fact that Bianca, their patient, was visibly wilting as she sat on the exam table. They seem to have been running her through the mill when it came to testing. Frankie recognised the equipment for a full musculature exam; her body was dotted with wires and sensors. Frankie wasn't sure how long had this been going on for but Bianca looked completely exhausted, and little cold just sitting in a thin hospital gown.

Frankie ignored his colleagues; choosing instead to walk straight up to Bianca.

"You're guests are here to see you." he announced brightly. "Marissa and the kids..."

Bianca sat up from her slump and smiled.

"They are?"

"Come on, lets get you back to your room." said Frankie as he first wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and then began to detach the sensors on her scalp.

Bianca glanced across to David and Griffin, who were now looking up at Frankie's interruption.

"Um… I don't think they've finished." she said.

"Yes they have." said Frankie sharply, mostly for the benefit of David and Griffin. "I'm your doctor too remember. These guys just need reminding that you shouldn't overdo it and you are here as much to rest as to recover…"

Frankie pulled the last sensor from her brow and then began to remove the rest from her arms and legs. Bianca didn't fight him after that.

"Does she need the EEG?" Frankie asked, directing his questions to the other doctor's in the room for the first time.

"No." said Griffin, "That was just for the tests."

Griffin at least had the decency to look in embarrassed. David just looked annoyed.

"Good." said Frankie, switching off the machine and pulling the last two sensor's from Bianca's chest. "Lets go, shall we?"

Bianca nodded. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her under the arms and eased her over to her wheelchair. She didn't even have the energy to get herself up from the medical bed.

"We can debrief when I get back." said Frankie, scowling at the other two doctors as he wheeled Bianca out of the door. "And maybe you can tell me what this was all in aid of?"

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"We should have stopped." said Griffin guiltily, once they were alone.

Orpheus had worked! He'd got caught up in the excitement of discovery right along with David. It was almost like it was at the beginning when they were running the Orpheus experiments together. Since then Griffin hoped he had grown a conscious… where had it gone right now. Bianca had looked as white as a sheet as she left, how had he missed it? They had done too much.

David sniffed, his conscious didn't seemed to be pricking him in the same way as Griffin's. His focus as it always used to be was Orpheus and results.

"Well we have what we need for now…" he said, setting the computer up to print out the results. "But we need to get her started on the treatment as soon as possible."

Griffin looked hard at his colleague; he'd forgotten how callous David could be when he was on a mission.

"You still need her consent." Griffin reminded him.

"I'll get it." he said.

Griffin grabbed his arm.

"Just don't do anything stupid!" he warned. "Our first duty is do no harm."

David pulled his arm back dismissively and marched over to the printer.

"This will help her walk again! Where's the harm in that?!"

Griffin's mind took him back to Bianca's pale, exhausted features as Frankie wheeled her away.

"A lot." he said quietly. "If we lose our focus on the patient… then a lot."

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