"I'm fi--" Nope, interrupted by a yawn. "Really, I'm fine. I'm used to
pulling long shifts." She gives him a smile. "Plus I need to beat you at
chess."
She yawns and nods, feeling her eyelids grow a little heavy.
"Yeah, maybe. I'll see what Cisco has hiding somewhere," she offers.
Caitlin glances at the monitors once more, satisfied with what the results
are. Nothing like pulling nearly 72 hours of heroing and patching people up
to wear even Caitlin Snow out.
"Go. Nap. I'll sleep too, I'm sure." It's not like he's not exhausted, and all those drugs? He probably will actually sleep through the night for once.
Her eyes finally close and Caitlin dozes off in a dreamless sleep as her nights often are. She's a light sleeper as she always is whenever she is at the labs.
It's probably a combination of the drugs, his injuries and all his concern and exhaustion, but he does manage to sleep through most of the night. At some point in the night, he's aware of someone coming to check on the both of them, but he's much too doped up to open his eyes to figure out who it was.
Joe, indeed. She wakes up as soon as she feels that presence. She gets up
quietly and talks with him in the Cortex, rather than in medical.
Yes, that's Barry but not Barry. Yes, he's hurt. She gives the full run
down of all of his injuries and adds in the fact that it would be at least
a day or two before he's fully healed. Caitlin keeps glancing back at the
prone form on the gurney, asking Joe what kind of life he would lead after
all of this is over. Something to discuss later, when her patient fully
heals. Satisfied that she's fine and that the other Barry is fine, Joe
tells her to call him and the others when he's ready. That they'll help.
As is it, it takes a while for him to wake back up. And when he does, he's more than a little groggy. Maybe the dose needs a bit of adjusting. His leg, however, is completely healed. So that's something he feels pretty positive about.
She's already awake and with a cup of coffee, adjusting the dosage for him.
Caitlin's taking notes of how progress. Fully healed leg; spine looks like
it's almost there.
"Good morning," she greets him. There's a high calorie bar and water
sitting next to his bed. Breakfast? "Once you're fully awake, we'll take a
look at the burn and see how your eye is faring. After that, we'll see if
we might be able to wheel you around for a little bit. And maybe, if you
don't push it, we might be able to get you walking a little by the end of
the day. How are you feeling?"
Caitlin glances at the protein bar that sits on the table next to him.
She's had a few years to play with the taste of it. Nope, not doctoring
until he eats breakfast.
“Blueberry muffin,” she replies as she checks over his vitals. Steady so
far. Caitlin makes a couple of notes and steps out for a second before
wheeling in the power chair that she had found in storage and parks it in
the corner.
Speed eating. Something she never thought she would get used to. She grabs a pair of grey gloves and sits down next to his bed.
"Now, we check on how the burn is healing up, how your eye is healing up, and how your spine is doing. On a scale of one to ten, how is your spine feeling?"
Caitlin gently starts to peel the gauze away from around his head, unwinding the bandage so that she could take a look at how quickly the skin is healing itself.
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She pulls off the gloves and disposes of them.
"I'm fi--" Nope, interrupted by a yawn. "Really, I'm fine. I'm used to pulling long shifts." She gives him a smile. "Plus I need to beat you at chess."
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"I have a patient to look after," she teases back. "And my patients come first."
Caitlin settles in her chair again and moves another piece, taking one of his.
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She moves another piece.
“I’ll take that challenge.”
A smirk that’s not unlike Frost.
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She takes a few more of his pieces until they’re locked with her queen against his king.
“Looks like an even match.”
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True. She frowns at the board and sits back, suppressing another yawn.
"I'll nap here so I can keep an eye on you. And you don't speed off as soon as I nod off?" she asks.
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She gets comfortable in the chair, curling her legs under herself and settling in before she looks at the board, then at him.
"I don't think I've had this much fun in a while." Definitely says a lot about her.
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She yawns and nods, feeling her eyelids grow a little heavy.
"Yeah, maybe. I'll see what Cisco has hiding somewhere," she offers. Caitlin glances at the monitors once more, satisfied with what the results are. Nothing like pulling nearly 72 hours of heroing and patching people up to wear even Caitlin Snow out.
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Joe, maybe?
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Joe, indeed. She wakes up as soon as she feels that presence. She gets up quietly and talks with him in the Cortex, rather than in medical.
Yes, that's Barry but not Barry. Yes, he's hurt. She gives the full run down of all of his injuries and adds in the fact that it would be at least a day or two before he's fully healed. Caitlin keeps glancing back at the prone form on the gurney, asking Joe what kind of life he would lead after all of this is over. Something to discuss later, when her patient fully heals. Satisfied that she's fine and that the other Barry is fine, Joe tells her to call him and the others when he's ready. That they'll help.
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As is it, it takes a while for him to wake back up. And when he does, he's more than a little groggy. Maybe the dose needs a bit of adjusting. His leg, however, is completely healed. So that's something he feels pretty positive about.
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She's already awake and with a cup of coffee, adjusting the dosage for him. Caitlin's taking notes of how progress. Fully healed leg; spine looks like it's almost there.
"Good morning," she greets him. There's a high calorie bar and water sitting next to his bed. Breakfast? "Once you're fully awake, we'll take a look at the burn and see how your eye is faring. After that, we'll see if we might be able to wheel you around for a little bit. And maybe, if you don't push it, we might be able to get you walking a little by the end of the day. How are you feeling?"
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Caitlin glances at the protein bar that sits on the table next to him. She's had a few years to play with the taste of it. Nope, not doctoring until he eats breakfast.
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“Blueberry muffin,” she replies as she checks over his vitals. Steady so far. Caitlin makes a couple of notes and steps out for a second before wheeling in the power chair that she had found in storage and parks it in the corner.
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"Now, we check on how the burn is healing up, how your eye is healing up, and how your spine is doing. On a scale of one to ten, how is your spine feeling?"
Caitlin gently starts to peel the gauze away from around his head, unwinding the bandage so that she could take a look at how quickly the skin is healing itself.
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