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Gratitude flooded her. “Fine.” She said. “But not the blue kind, it makes me nauseous.” She turned to regard the other readings on the panel. “You gonna make me come back in before I get full clearance or can I tick this off my list of things to do?”

Willow Taylor
CO

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“Even if I wanted to make you come back, you won’t until Command starts spamming your inbox with ‘reminder’ messages a month from now,” Brad said with a small shake of his head. “I’ll just trust you to take better care of yourself, and repeat myself next year.”

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Willow laughed. “I’m sorry Brad. I remember this part from your side of the bio bed.” She held three fingers of her right hand up. “Academy Scouts Honour!” She said. “I’ll look after myself.”

Willow Taylor
CO

He let out a snort of laughter as he signed off on her PaDD, then pulled a hypo from the bed and slipped it into her jacket pocket. “I’m serious, if I find out you haven’t used that by 2200, I’m breaking into your quarters and forcibly medicating you.”

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Willow felt a grin spread across her face. She fanned herself with a hand. “My my Doctor Walker…how the crew would talk if you did such a thing.” She laughed and pushed off of the bio bed. “I promise. 22:00 not a second later.” She added.

Brad smirked and spoke in a falsetto. “Oh, Dr. Walker’s so great, caring about our work-life balance so much to make even the Captain get enough rest, I wish he’d come to my bed and make me sleep,” he said, fanning himself with the PaDD.

“You want to have lunch? After we get everything squared away I mean?”

“So next Tuesday?” Brad joked, returning his voice back to normal. “Probably should make that a weekly event, since we’ve both got so much extra work on our hands with this new ship, I can give you an in-person report and save you from having to read yet another bloody PaDD.”

Willow Taylor
CO

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff