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Helena Kelly {mina harker} ([info]old_fashioned) wrote in [info]bellumlogs,
@ 2010-07-02 11:26:00
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WHO: Helena and Gina
WHAT: Introductions!
WHERE: Orange County Hospital
WHEN: June 20th afternoon
WARNINGS: One day Helena will have a log over a PG rating. Not today.

Helena had been dozing as best she could most of the day. It felt like she had been at the hospital for a long time now, despite knowing they all were checked in yesterday. Vlad had already been discharged and while he did try to argue staying with her, she remained firm and insisted he go home. He wasn’t going to get any rest sitting in the visitor’s chair and they still had all the pets waiting for them at the penthouse. Now without him she felt decidedly lonely, even a little bored, not that either of them had been much exciting company while they were on medication. Peter had visited the day earlier but she wasn’t expecting him to come by again, and she doubted he’d risk the chance of running into Vlad again.

She was just about to reach for the television remote when she heard a gentle knock at her door. She immediately straightened up in her bed – as was the polite thing to do – and just as quickly regretted the decision, the movement making her move her legs when she shouldn't have and jostle the IVs in her arms. She fell back against her pillows with a soft hiss.


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