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Hell no, she was not going to sit by and watch thisto do, or how she was going to do it, but godda to find a way to reverse this curse

She didn’t care that Havers was in charge of the case She didn’t give a crap that she was just a nurse and he was a full-fledged doctor And ps, this disease could really, totally go fuck itself

There had to be so

There just had to be a way out of this

"What?" Silas prompted

She shook herself "I’ important"

Ivie cleared her throat "Listen, I’ this up But you need soet you hooked up to everything again"

With a sudden clarity, she realized she had to h for her to find the cure

"Ivie, don’t you think it’s time we stopped all that"

"No," she said forcibly "I do not"

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Silas insisted on working the feeding tube hinity and independence by thinking up an excuse to go and tell housekeeping his sleep schedule When she caht as if he were uncoh pale lips

"Letperiod of silence, and Ivie waited, praying that he would allow her to give hih Patients like hiet off of the drug and he knew this from what had had happened to his father--unfortunately, his sire had also suffered fro to be different, daht," he said in a low voice

Ivie went over and programmed the ave him the clicker

"You’re in control," she said "You decide when you need it"

He smiled a little "If I were really in control, ould be in a Jacuzzi"

"I like the way you think"

She brushed his hair back and kissed him on the forehead And the nose And then on the mouth

"Helpher thuasped a little And then his eyes closed

"Try and sleep, okay?" she said "I’eht…"

Ivie stayed with hihtened her unifor to war

Havers’s office and private quarters were located just outside of the VIP unit, and as she approached the paneled doors, she smoothed the flyaways from her ponytail and rechecked that her uniform was buttoned properly Then she knocked

The rule was that staff could approach him without an appointment between the hours of four and six am, and Ivie had certainly never bothered the ed her duties appropriately, and if there were any questions or issues they had never been of the sort that she and her supervisor hadn’t been able to handle

This was really frickin’ different

"Come in"

The voice was female, not male, and as Ivie entered what turned out to be a small anteroom, Havers’s private secretary looked up from her French desk with a professional smile

"Hello, Ivie How are you?"