“Eventually you will come to understand that love heals everything.”

[doctor_kavanagh]

The nightmares are getting less frequent, or maybe he's just getting more accustomed to walking up with tears streaming down his face. At least now it's only the odd night when it's the screaming that wakes him and therefore his concerned lovers

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[majorlorne]

"Come in." Calls out Nick leaning back in hiss chair, reports sat on his lap as he read them, scrawling on them wiht his pen.

[doctor_kavanagh]

"Hey," Cal says quietly as he enters, walking over and sitting on his lap. He's quiet for a few minutes, trying to get his breath back after the long walk. "Sorry, tired," he explains eventually before looking around at the papers covering the desk. "You busy?"

[majorlorne]

Nick's eyes lit up as he saw him, "You made it to my office." He replied surprised before leaning up and kissing him, his hands setting the papers on the desk. "Never too busy for you." He murmured looking up at him

[doctor_kavanagh]

He rested his head on Nick's shoulder, his breathing still a little irregular. "Yeah, I didn't really mean to walk this far. Was just planning on going to the mess hall." He closed his eyes for a moment before looking back into Nick's still smiling ones. "The medics say I'm doing better."

[doctor_kavanagh]

Cal flashed him a smile in thanks as he sat down. They both eat relatively leisurely, discussing how the day had been so far. Of course, for Kavanagh it was pretty much just sitting around in their quarters...well and that amazing thing David did with his mouth earlier in the morning. His voice breaking into a soft laugh as he recalled it.

[majorlorne]

Nick smiled watching him talk. "Cal...do you think..." He laughed and shook his head, "Never mind."

[doctor_kavanagh]

Calvin stopped eating and looked up at him curiously. "What? Do I think what?" He asked, mainly in amusement, but with a touch of paranoia at being laughed at in a public place.

[majorlorne]

Nick smiled picking at his food, "I can see us doing this around a dinner table when we're eighty thats all, talking about our day." He replied smiling.

[dr_c_beckett]

~~via comm~~
"Major Lorne, Dr. Kavanagh. Please report to the infirmary. This is not an emergency, but soon would be nice. Thank you, gentlemen."