章 15: Chapter 14: Docky and his Clocky
—Kinny—
Kirsten walked towards my fatigued figure on the couch at such a slow pace, it almost looked like she was stalking towards me. I felt my eyes widen a bit as she finally stood infront of me.
"Kinny, how have you been? Rusty asked about you, how are you feeling?" She asked in a cautious tone, she knew the answer, but I could tell she thought this was a cornered animal situation. I mustered up a smile and shrugged my shoulders.
"I'm alright, could be better. How are you Kirsten?" I said with just as much caution and I heard Twelve huff. I turned to face him and he looked irritated. "Just take a look at here Docky, she good?" So on top of being a man of little words, he was also impatient. I couldn't help but giggle a little nervously.
"It's okay, numbers, I'm okay, it could have been worse. Don't fret, I'm a big girl. Most stab wounds aren't fatal depending on the length of the blade used. That guys knife was more like a toothpick, I'm good." I turned to Docky, and for a little extra reassurance to them, and mainly me, I shot my hands out and gave two thumbs up.
The salt-and-pepper haired doctor crept towards me in the same fashion and took out his flashlight. A tell tale sign that Twelve would be getting his way. My shoulders slumped slightly and Docky gave a hearty laugh.
"I just wanna make sure you aren't concussed or have an infection, it'll stay off my books, scouts honor," his statement calmed me down a bit, but I truly didn't understand why Twelve wanted him to check me over.
I caught a quick glance at hos expression before turning to face Docky again. After seeing the stern look on his face, I knew there wasn't much room to argue. "Just make it quick, please, I'd like to go back to sleep seeing as I missed my shift already," I spoke softly, and Kirsten looked like she had tears in her eyes.
With a quick wipe of her eyes she scurried over to where Twelve stood and let Docky do his work. Immediately he took my wrist, and stared at his watch, I couldn't help but notice that on it was duck themed. I lifted my other hand and held it to my face to stifle a laugh. Doc's mouth twitched upward, but remained otherwise neutral in his expression.
"Is there something funny Miss Kinny?" The question was teasing, as if he didn't know what it was. "Duckies?" I fired back with just as much humor. At that he full out laughed. I couldn't help myself, it was too much and I had to say what I was thinking. "Docky and his clocky."
At that, Kirsten burst out in laughter, and I followed suit. The only one not laughing at this point was Twelve, and when I saw his stoic features, I halted my laughter and softened my gaze at him.
"I'm going to be okay, Twelve, Docky is going to check everything out to soothe your mind a bit, and then I'm going to heal. There isn't much else to do," I spoke in a soft tone, and I hoped that he'd understand that and they could all leave satisfied. I was exhausted and I wanted to feel my bed again.
I got a different reaction, however, and his jaw noticeably ticked at my statement. "Yeah, there is much else to do," His voice was sharp and contrite, in all ways, it was deadly.
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