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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 9, 2006 17:52:49 GMT -5
'Oh daxmn...s'e got out of t'e way of t'e nurse, who was now looking frantic' 'Nick...' s'e began to say, but held it back
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 9, 2006 17:56:23 GMT -5
'e groaned painfully wiping t'e blood from 'is face 'e lay back painfully as voids looked fearfully into Saras
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 9, 2006 17:58:33 GMT -5
s'e watched t'e nurse give 'im a shot of morphine an' leave, leaving paper towels on t'e bedside table. 'Nick, i was wondering...About that, uh, kiss...s'e looked at 'im, then down
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 9, 2006 18:00:09 GMT -5
'e looked down { What 'bout it} vocals spoke weakly as 'e looked down 'gain
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 9, 2006 18:02:45 GMT -5
'I was wondering why you did it' s'e looked at 'im, an' smiled. 'I'm not mad, if thats what your thinking'
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 9, 2006 18:03:55 GMT -5
'e smiled weakly then looked down slightly {Cuz...I...like you...} 'e said softly
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 9, 2006 18:06:09 GMT -5
s'e smiled. 'I like you too, Nick' ;er smile turned into a frown then' 'But why like me when i'm screwed up most of t'e time?' s'e leaned back, thinking of 'er family
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 9, 2006 18:09:33 GMT -5
{Because I love you for who you are, and screwedup aint one of t'e thing you are'} vocals spoke weakly
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 9, 2006 18:10:29 GMT -5
s'e nodded slightly. 'I feel like a screwup'
[ooc: g2g, soz, byes
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 9, 2006 18:15:39 GMT -5
{Yoi arent a screwup} vocals said softly as 'e loked into 'er voids [k]
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 9, 2006 21:54:35 GMT -5
s'e leaned close to 'im, smiling. 'Thank you, Nick' s'e said softly
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Post by Greg Sanders on Jun 10, 2006 10:39:16 GMT -5
'e came in, seeing Sara' 'e smirked slightly. 'Am I interupting?' 'e asked. 'I could...Come back later'
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Post by Sara Sidle on Jun 10, 2006 11:54:18 GMT -5
s'e looked at Greg an' stood up. 'No, you aren't. s'e glanced at Nick. 'I was going to leave anyway' s'e nodded to both of them an' left
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 14:59:08 GMT -5
'e smiled nodding to Sara { Bye} vocals replied weakly
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Post by Greg Sanders on Jun 10, 2006 15:01:15 GMT -5
'How ya feeling?' 'e asked, t'e blue wristband had been put on 'is wrist an' he had to visit t'e hospital daily
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 15:06:24 GMT -5
{ Tired} vocals replied weakly' 'e groaned painfully' grimacing as 'e clutched 'is leg'
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Post by Greg Sanders on Jun 10, 2006 15:08:00 GMT -5
'e nodded. 'I'll just leave you 'lone to rest' 'e smiled aat 'im an' walked out of t'e room
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 15:21:42 GMT -5
'e smiled softly { okay} 'e replied as 'e feell asleep
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Post by Nick Stokes on Jun 10, 2006 15:38:21 GMT -5
'three weeks later 'e was well enough to leave using a wheelchair' 'e slowly wheeled 'imself from t'e hospital
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