#fractured--bones

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Stickwitu ~Pussycat Dolls

"Leonard--" Temperance pulled the good doctor aside even though they were in the middle of a shift. But things were slow. And things lately were just going so well for them that she felt like she just needed to say this to him. "You know I care, right? That I love you? Because--I do. And that's something that I don't think I can say enough." The thought of losing him crossed her mind already. To someone older than her. More like him. "I know that I'm a little young but like I said--I've got my head straight. And--" whoa breathe there, Temperance. McCoy just grabbed her shoulders and looked at her with those warm eyes of his "Temp, where is all of this coming from?" And she faltered some then "I--I just wanted you to know. We don't know what's going to happen while we're up here and I don't want anything to happen without you knowing." He hugged her and she wrapped her arms tightly around him not wanting to let go. 

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Dancepack-Volcano Choir

"My young little soul, learning to walk. 

Close that weary door like the house on the weary street."

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"Um, Doctor McCoy?" She peaked her head in though the door of his office and forced a small smile.

McCoy looks over his shoulder at her, his usual slightly grumpy demeanor softening a little upon seeing her. 

"How can I help you, Doctor?" he smiled a little at her, scratching the back of his head.

[hello--nurse]

I'll make damn sure you always know that, too. -he kisses her forehead and hugs her tight for a moment. He knows she's a grown woman but it ain't easy for him to stop treating her like his little girl- Y've no idea how good it is to have you back, pumpkin'. -and there goes his voice again, choking around his words- I forgot how easy it is to be /happy/ 'round you. -he gives her a big grin and another kiss to her temple-

               I missed you, dad. I missed you -- so much, christ. You're gonna make me cry again, y'know that? 

               M'so glad you're around again. I really am.

               It ain't the same without you.

[hello--nurse]

Baby girl, -his voice cracks-, Don't you dare believe some damn gray face on a PADD. You gotta know that isn't even /close/ to true. Not one bit. -he takes a deep breath and rubs at his eyes, only hoping she can see the utter sincerity in his long-lonely eyes- Baby girl, you're the light of my goddamn life, you got that?

               I -- know, daddy. I know. 

                        ... I love you.

[hello--nurse]

-he hands her a cup of strong coffee, his own special made- "Y'okay darlin'?" -he asks, leaning against his desk, rubbing at his own eyes.-

               "Thanks, Dad."

              [A tired smile, and she brings the cup to her lips, downing the much better coffee with an appreciative hum. It's warm, and dark, and strong -- devoid of the cream and sugar she doesn't take it with.]

               "Just gotta get... turned around, that's all."

[hello--nurse]

-He grins and shakes his head at her- "Tha's my girl, same as always." -kisses the side of her head- "Well I just brewed a particularly large pot, and trust me, I make it better than the damn ship."

               [Cue a tired snort of laughter as she rises from her seat, rubbing at half-asleep eyes still crusted with the remnants of her slumber -- a yawn, and a stretch.]

              "Count me in, then. Christ, that five hours in surgery really did me in yesterday."

[hello--nurse]

How's m'favourite girl this mornin'?

               "Barely even functionin' yet."

                              [Come talk to her in another hour or two.]