Jim was both looking forward to it and nervous about it. They had agreed to meet the healer at a smaller hotel somewhere away from both the medical centers as well as the Federation guest quarters. It felt almost like trying to buy some back alley off-world drugs or deliver information of a disclosed nature, to the point Jim almost wanted to call
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He let Jim walk first into the room and headed straight for the kitchen area. "I'm getting a beer," he called out, pulling out a bottle from the refrigeration unit - the perks of being planetside. "You want one?" he asked in a tired voice.
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Bones mentioning food though... Jim was surprised to realize that, "Yea, actually." Shouldn't have been a surprise, considering how little he had eaten in close to a week.
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Times like this their close heights was comfortable. Turning his head into Jim's ear, he whispered, "Gonna be okay, Jim. Won't let anything happen to us, I promise." And he meant it. This, what they were, was worth saving at any price.
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