Callen, G. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} g_callen) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality, |
Nodding, G motioned toward a more private area where they could talk without everyone overhearing. This was his first step. He'd talk to the fathers over the weekend, give them time to absorb everything. Then he'd set about getting everyone up to speed on living the lie.
But, first, medical needs.
"I wanted to talk to you about supporting these pregnancies, first. Are you equipped to do so securely? From the Morgue. Without resources from the base hospital. Without keeping samples of anything, blood, tissue, nothing. We'll need to plan now for things like how to deal with the after birth, the remnants of umbilical cords, all of it. How secure are your files?" He wasn't going to pretend he didn't believe she kept any, despite his past insistence on not maintaining records. It was too ingrained in medical training. G would pick his battles. Secure them first, destroy them later. "Who did the encryptions, if you have them? Is there anything you do need that you don't have access to right now? It's even more important now that we don't put these children at risk."