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“I heard Dr Carter—” the otherwell and you’re by yourself Need my help?”

Think of the devil and there he was, looking way too handsoled around his neck and he looked the picture of good health Not like he’d barely slept for the past teeks because of a disturbing presence fro like the walking dead, she gritted her teeth

“No” What she needed was hiularly scheduled life program

“Fine” His smile never faltered

No , kept being nice, kept co her remember too in with

“I’ll see who’s in triage and take care of whoever I can”

During his short tiained the respect of the ed patients, took blood pressures, gave shots, whatever

Not only had he gained the crew’s respect, he’d gained their friendship Everyone liked him Except Amelia

“Hey, Dr Stockton, is it okay if Dr Stanley uses bay two? He’s going to repack an abscess”

Cole stepped back into the sick bay, holding

a triage sheet Having heard Richard’s question, he glanced at her, see for her approval As if what she saidwith Richard and the rest of the crew, the seniorsince butter on toast

A medical school she’d idolized hienerous, intelligent, handso, coht have resented her sister’s perfect life Beautiful inside and out, Clara had held Cole’s heart from nearly the moment they’d met Only, in the end, Cole had kissed Amelia and walked away from both women

“If that’s okay?” he added to the corporal’s request

“Fine” She turned away, knowing she was unnecessarily brusque yet unable to bring herself to show any grace If she gave Cole an inch, he’d take a foot She had to keep her distance for her own peace of mind, from loyalty to her sister

Clara, whom she hadn’t been able to tell that Cole was on her ship despite their e-nment Clara, whose notes sounded so unlike the woed to Cole