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Nurse Tilly walks right by Six, crossing the room to open a cabinet. “Would you mind?” She asks Lukas, gesturing for him to help her grab a stack of blankets from a higher shelf. “Mr. Boyd will probably be pretty uncomfortable once his current medications wear off, but we've got a little morphine drip ready to go for him so he can control his own pain relief.
I narrow my eyes when I notice another stack of blankets on a lower shelf, perfectly within reach. I also notice that Tilly doesn't bother backing up even one step, forcing Lukas to basically reach over the woman.
“Thank you so much.” Funny how she doesn't seem to have a problem looking Lukas in the eye, and he's well over a head taller than her.
Six doesn't balk, but watches the woman with a look of absolute bafflement. I'm doing my best not to grin or laugh at her reaction when Tilly approaches me.
Laying a hand on my arm, the nurse smiles and bats her eyes. I miss whatever she says to me entirely, shocked at her forwardness.
I'm very close to losing my temper when Micah steps forward, quickly ushering the irritating woman out of my presence. “Well, I think we've got this handled, and we know where the call button is if we need you. Bye now.”
He walks back into the room with a wide-eyed look of disbelief, making hard eye contact with Lukas, and then me. “Was she serious with that shit?!”
“I don't like her,” Six states plainly, staring at my arm where Tilly's hand was.
We laugh.
“Me neither. I'll see what I can do about it. Why don't you grab a shower?”
Six gives Jackson a long look, smoothing his hair from his forehead to press a light kiss, but nods and disappears into the bathroom.
“She might need some…comfort,” I suggest before I head back into the living room to retrieve my phone.
Lukas and Micah both nod, knowingly but not suggestively.
“I was going to track down something for us to change into, and then I'll sit with Jackson in case he wakes up,” says Micah.
“Works for me,” Lukas says, bending down slightly to kiss Micah before following Six into the bathroom, shutting the door behind himself.
If there's one thing we've all noticed about Six, it's that she seems to benefit from physical comfort. I'm not sure that sex is a particularly healthy coping mechanism, but the intimacy helps her dissociate, which helps her process. And it's not like it's a hardship.
I can almost hear Jackson's voice in my head, laughing about the word hardship in context. Ugh, he really is growing on me.
Pulling Dr. Kuodo's card from my pocket, it occurs to me that this might not be the most appropriate use of her offered assistance. But there's no way I'm letting that vile woman take care of Jackson, much less treat Six like that. Plus, it's possible that she'd be in danger once Six figures out she's ignoring her on purpose and blatantly disrespecting her by flirting with us in her face. If I wanted to punch her…
To her credit, the COO doesn't seem bothered by my call. That must have been some donation.
By the end of the call, I have her assurances that another nurse will be assigned to us. I got the distinct impression Tilly may be searching for employment elsewhere. She also offered to send up some scrubs for us to wear temporarily.
Returning to the room, I sit down next to Micah, who is thumbing through a guest services binder. I give him the rundown on the conversation.
“Cool. There are some recommendations here for local places where we can pick up some clothing, but they probably won't open for a few more hours.”
Although we are just now starting to wind down and relax, hopefully enough to get some rest, the sun is rising.
“I'll hang out here if you want to go join them,” I tell Micah, gesturing towards the bathroom with my chin. It's unusually quiet in there.
“That's okay. I think Lukas could use the one-on-one time. He's really struggling with everything that happened today.”
“Looked like he was going through something, but we haven't had the chance to catch up.”
Micah and I talk for a while about everything that happened at the lab. He fills me in on what Lukas did to ensure our escape, and I fill him in on my conversation with Tony.
“I still don't understand why he made me POA though. Seems like you would have been the better choice.”
“You're so sure it was Tony?”
“What do you mean?”
