Caitlin finally makes it to her kitchen with a blue robe wrapped around herself. She makes herself as quiet as she could as she's making coffee and gathering things for toast. Once the bread is in the toaster, she goes over and makes sure that the windows are closed enough to not cause him pain.
He's awake, for the most part, once she starts moving around the kitchen. Once she shuts the window, he starts the slow and aching process of sitting up. Carefully.
Caitlin is busy making a pot of coffee. She could make coffee and she could make toast. Anything beyond that would require too much for the doctor to actually comprehend.
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Caitlin is busy making a pot of coffee. She could make coffee and she could make toast. Anything beyond that would require too much for the doctor to actually comprehend.
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