where no one will hurt you
The hospital is bright and safe, and you think that maybe no one can hurt you there.
Nurses walk by, doctors walk by and you realise something funny: you could just talk to those people. Like, you could really get out of your bed (your bed, just yours), walk to the door, open the door, and just… talk. Tell them your name, tell them you’re scared or hungry or sore. You could really do that.
You won’t though. You can’t. Even imagining it hurts a little bit.
But the hospital is bright and safe, and probably no one can hurt you there.
Not even the male doctors. You don’t like the male doctors, although they talk in soft voices and smile and try to act nice. There’s one short man with a beard, and he looks nothing like him, not really, but your throat starts to close up when he walks past your room, and one time you see him when you’re half-asleep and you sit bolt upright in the bed (your bed), and you scream —
And just like that, a woman appears in your doorway, one of the detectives who’s come in to talk to you before. She’s nice (not as nice as Sergeant Chen, of course), but still nice. She looks tough: she has hard eyes and a hard mouth and a gun that shows on her hip when her jacket gapes open. You like that, like knowing the gun is there — knowing she’s there.
Post-8x03 tag, focusing on Samantha's first steps towards recovery. Featuring role model Sergeant Lucy Chen and World's No.1 Boyfriend Tim Bradford.
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