Who: Archie and Jack What: Getting him clothes When: Now Where: Infirmary/wardrobe room. Warnings: TBD, possible mentions of PTSD
Archie knocked on the partition around Jack Hammond's bed in the infirmary gently. He was doing so well he wouldn't be here much longer, especially not now there were other patients. His brow furrowed at the thought of the injured people, and how random it seemed to have been, but then he pushed it aside. Horatio and William never went unarmed, and they were more than capable of defending themselves.
"Good afternoon, Mr Hammond," he said brightly. "How are you doing today?"