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Life's a Gas; You'll get the pun in the end >:)
Topic Started: Apr 15 2014, 09:36 PM (3,353 Views)
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*They hurtle around another corner faster than is strictly necessary, and Gene flicks the ash from the tip of his cigarette out of the open window. Their destination isn't far, but while it's sunny outside Gene's going to make the most of it. It's never much fun when they have to go under the foundations of a building, or down a sewer or into some underground shithole. And since that's where they're headed right now, Sam'll have to put up with the open windows and the overenthusiastic rev of the engine.*

*shouts over the roar of the wind* You know, it's just plain bloody rude. We get what, three days of sun a year in this fair city, and because of some ruddy sewer rat scumbags we're destined to spend one of those days underground and up to our ankles in crap.
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*Somewhere in the base of Gene's mind he vaguely realises what Sam's trying to do. The shoulder under his arm, the support around his back, the grip on his wrist - muscle memory kicks in, and after a moment of struggling, he's got one foot on the floor and he's pushing upwards. He's still not aware of who's there with him - there could be a whole crowd hidden in the gloom for all he knows. But the touches seem gentle. Not like a thug meaning to do him harm...

So he tries his best to help get himself upright, even though the strain makes his lungs feel like they're about to burst and his veins pop. Sam's going to need to do a lot of the work though... *
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*As soon as Sam is up into a crouch, and Gene is hanging off him like d-- like a sack of potatoes,Sam realises this is going to be much, much harder than he had hoped. He grits his teeth, once more willing his growing panic to back the hell off. He needs to do this, he needs to...get Gene out...!!

Sam tightens his grip on Gene, gritting his teeth. He won't let his partner down....

He shifts again, pulling Gene further up and over his back. For once, their difference in height works in Sam's favour - he's able to half-drape Gene over him, spreading his weight a bit more evenly.

And once more, Sam counts to three... And then he heaves.

And Christ, Gene is heavy. But still - somehow, Sam manages to finally stand up, dragging Gene up with him.*

Right, c'mon...'elp me out 'ere....!!
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*Feeling himself begin to move, Gene presses every bit of his strength into getting his legs to straighten. He tightens his grip on the warm, solid body keeping him upright, trying not to cough. The gas is still all around them, after all. And with every breath Gene's growing more and more disoriented.*

M'.... Helpin'....
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*Despite his heart beating like mad, Sam still can't help but huff at this*

Are you now....!

*And then, with his next intake of breath, Sam can feel a faint burning sensation down his throat, triggering a cough. Shit. They need to get moving... The thought finally makes adrenaline surge through Sam, lending him extra strength. And thank God,Gene is pushing up too... so he's got some strength left at least...!*

Right, alright, step by step... C'mon Guv....!! *and he takes a step, valiantly dragging Gene along, hoping that Gene himself will keep helping as well... because if he's too weak to move already, then... No,no, stop that thought process right there.*
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*Gene struggles along with Sam, his loafers dragging as they go. He's leaning a considerable amount of weight on the poor man, but he couldn't take any more himself. The ground's swaying and moving underneath him, and his shoes sink in the slimey residue.

Slowly, something begins to dawn on Gene. He knows there's a person there dragging him along, but through the fuzzy cloud suffocating his mind it still appears to be a faceless ghost in the dark.

Sam. He's missing Sam. What if he's still back there somewhere in the blackness??

With a croak, Gene huffs into Sam's ear*

... Sam...
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*There's momentary relief as Sam realises that Gene is stumbling along as best as he can - it gives him even more strength to keep going, to support Gene as much as he can.

Another couple of steps, and by now they're close to the door--

And Gene croaks Sam's name. Sam's stomach does a weird little jump at this.*

Y... yeah, I'm 'ere, Gene. I'm right 'ere... *and another step, and another....*
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*They're so close to the door now, stumbling through it, even. And this triggers that impulse in Gene again. In his little cotton wool bubble he doesn't know where Sam is, and that absence draws him back.

His footfalls slow, and he hesitates.*

Have to.... go back f'r 'im...
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*Sam is just about to coax Gene to keep going, when he speaks again.

The words feel like a punch to the kidneys.

Sam stops in his tracks for a moment, unable to breathe. This isn't fair. It just isn't.

Then, he starts walking again, gently but firmly leading Gene further out of the room. Once he feels he can trust his voice not to break up, he says* Sam... 'e's outside already. 'E's safe. D'you understand?

*Gene won't recognise him, his voice... but he still seemed to be able to understand some of what he said... so hopefully this will get through to him....!*
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*Safe. Sam's safe. Thank god.

Trusting the voice that's carrying him, Gene nods, clearing his throat and coughing. it's not obvious to him yet, but if he were in his right mind he'd notice that his tongue has a slight metallic tang to it. For now though, all he realises is that it tastes like the air in the other room.

Renewing his efforts and safe in the knowledge that Sam's not trapped, Gene soldiers on, stepping blindly into the darkness peppered with dancing stars*
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*Sam doesn't know whether to feel relieved when he feels Gene's nod. It means his mind is still lucid enough... but for God's sake, he's here and Gene doesn't know....!!

His throat becomes so very tight, it triggers a cough - and shit, that is not good. Sam can't let go of Gene to cover his mouth and nose... But at least they're making good progress again, they've made it past the door and out into the tunnel... so the air should become a bit clearer again soon...

Sam glances at Gene's face - but he can't reallymake much out in the twilight down here, so he concentrates on getting them further down the tunnel again. And he finds himself hoping that the others really did call an ambulance as well... Because Gene definitely will need one, and judging from the itch in his throat and the burning in his nose and behind his eyes, Sam will have to get himself looked at as well...*
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*Gene carries on for as long as he can, trudging forward with strength he doesn't have. Whatever toxins he's breathed in are now coursing through his body, weighing him down and sapping at his strength.Whether the air's getting clearer or not, he can't tell - his lungs are still full of the stuff. His limbs ache, his throat burns and his head swims, and finally as they make it into the next tunnel the stars dancing in front of Gene's eyes take over and Gene's legs buckle.

He can barely feel it as his weight drags at Sam suddenly, his full bulk slumping to the floor and dragging whatever he's holding down with him into the mud.*
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*They're making good progress, and Sam thinks that he can already make out the light from the last tunnel, the one with the staircase--

When suddenly, his heart doing a little jolt, he feels Gene tip over.*

Ge--

* Before Sam can even react, Gene's whole weight is pulling at him, pulling them both to the side and down. Sam stumbles as they go down, and very nearly ends up face-first in the grime, but by some miracle he manages to stay on his knees, one hand still keeping Gene's arm across his shoulders, while the other has shot out to steady the two of them against the dirty wall.*

Jesus....!!

*Copper-instincts forgotten, Sam twists to get a good look at Gene's face, not wanting to let go-- they still need to get out, and there's no way Sam will be able to pick Gene up again once he's entirely on the floor...!*

Gene? Gene, talk to me!! *tries to hoist Gene up a bit again - still can't see his face properly...!*
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*The impact with the ground that he was expecting in his subconscious never comes, and Gene's left half-floating. He's vaguely aware of a voice, somewhere... But it's jumbled, echoey and far-away. And for a long few moments, he can't tell up from down. But slowly, slowly, he begins to realise that he's still draped over something, saved from falling completely into the grime.

Still light-headed, Gene's head dips and he takes some convulsive deep breaths, swallowing against the acidic burning in his throat. And then he coughs wetly.*

Can't...
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*Sam's heart seems to be about to break right through his rib cage. Struggling to keep Gene off the floor, Sam pulls at his arm, moving in at the same time. This way, he manages to half-pull Gene closer to him.*

Right ok, just... say somethin', anythin', whenever you can. For God's sake Gene, stay with me...!!

*Sam hates the sound of Gene's coughing. Out, out, they have to get out...!

Gritting his teeth, Sam twists down a little while at the same time pulling Gene further across his back, his other hand coming away from the wall for a moment to help shifting his partner. Sweat is dripping down his chin by now, and his chest is burning faintly, but Sam ignores it, instead draping Gene's other arm over his shoulder. He can't do a proper piggyback ride -- Sam is strong, but utterly out of it as Gene is, he's too heavy to carry -- but what he can do is do everything to get Gene out of here...

Finally, making sure that he's got a good grip on Gene, Sam squeezes his eyes shut and pushes, trying to get lever himself back into a standing position.

His legs buckle.

With a curse, Sam his back on one knee, the impact jarring him badly.*
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*Gene's faintly aware of being pulled about again, rearranged. And then the side of his face is pressed against Sam's back, his arms over solid shoulders. Then he's rising... And falling back down with a jolt. He grunts uncomfortably, partly through the queasy feeling all the movement's giving him, and partly in sympathy for whatever's moving him. Breathing still isn't coming easily, even with the air being purer here, and though he tries to get a word out, he can't manage it. But he vaguely gets one thing... That whoever's dragging him is struggling - needs encouragement. And while he's not with it enough to understand this properly, he finds his hands clenching weakly, trying to show that he's still here. He may not be speaking, but he's alive and he's still here.*
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*Sam is panting by now, trying to gather strength for another go... when he sees Gene's fists clenching. Thank Christ, he's still... still there...

With a determinded, if somewhat strangled shout, Sam pushes up again, and by sheer power of will it seems he manages to stay upright - bent over slightly with Gene's full weight on his back, but ready to go.*

*through clenched teeth* C'moooonnnn....!!

*One step. Another one. Step by halting step, Sam makes his way down the last tunnel, half-carrying, half-dragging Gene along. Nearly there... nearly....!!*
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*If Gene knew what Sam was doing right now, he'd be amazed at the strength shown by the man. To others, Sam might not look capable of lifting a heavy load - but Gene knows that underneath those ridiculously well fitting clothes of his, Sam's slim figure is hiding muscle. And if Gene could see Sam now, he'd be so touched and proud.

And then suddenly, up ahead there's a shout and a beam of light shines right at them. And even though Gene's eyes are closed, the sudden light makes him wince.

"I can see 'em!"

From the exit, there's the sound of people jogging down the tunnel to meet them.

"DI Tyler...?"*
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*Sam raises his head as he hears the shout, but then has to turn it away at the sudden flash of light. Still - the sound of voices, someone shouting his name...! It's like sweet music to Sam's ears.*

Ye... Yeah, I'm 'ere... I've got DCI Hunt...! *coughs, then swallows against the burn in his throat before muttering to Gene* D'you 'ear that? Help's arrived....

*raises his voice again, calling to the people coming to meet them* 'E needs an ambulance... The gas, it was toxic in... in some way, 'e can't breathe properly.... *coughs again, wavering in his next step*
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*the men reach Sam, three of them, all carrying torches. Two of them rush forward to try and pry Gene from Sam, grabbing him around the chest and pulling backwards to relieve Sam of his weight.

"Yeah, we're the drivers. Just in time too, eh?"

They shine a light into Sam's face and then Gene's, trying to judge how they look. And apparently Gene looks bad enough for them to hurry.

"Okay... You can still walk?"*
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*Sam merely nods, and all too readily lets go of Gene as he feels how the drivers take a hold of him. He turns around, though, his hand brushing Gene's shoulder, squeezing it for a moment. He can't show much more affection than that... and anyway, Gene doesn't know it's him after all... and that thought still hurts too much, so Sam turns back to the man who addressed him.*

Yeah, 'm alright. *suppresses a cough* DCI Hunt, 'e was in a fight before, so there's a possibility of concussion on top of possible poisoning... It's bad, 'e's been hallucinating, didn't recognise me when I came to get him... *one cough breaks free* Don't like the sound of 'is coughin' either... 'e'll need to be looked at as quickly as possible. Did you bring masks...?

*While Sam talks, the other two men adjust their grips on Gene, carrying him a few meters over to where they set a stretched to the floor. Apparently, Ray or Christ had understood before that the situation might be bad enough...*
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*The drivers give Sam an odd look.

"Masks? Like oxygen masks? Not on us, mate - but there's a fixed one in the wagon."

The two dealing with Gene arrange him on the stretcher and heave both it and him up off the floor.

Seeing that the other two are ready, the first man takes hold of Sam's upper arm, just in case.

"Okay. Ready?"*
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...

*For a moment, Sam wants to yell at the drivers - how on earth could they not have brought such basic equipment?!

But then, it dawns on him - seventies. Right.

With a resigned sigh, Sam nods, indicating that yes, he's more than ready to get out of this bloody sewer. His eyes drift off over to Gene again - Gene, who is now too bloody silent. And, without even consciously deciding to do so, Sam moves, walking (or stumbling, rather), after the two men who are now more or less gently carrying Gene up the stairs, out of the shed and past the startled-looking detectives who still are waiting outside.*
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*The two drivers ignore the other people staring and proceed to hoist Gene up and into the ambulance, securing the stretcher to the bench and gesturing to the remaining bloke to hurry up.

Gene's still only half conscious, breathing shallowly enough to keep his lungs from burning too much. His head's spinning, but he can't be sure if that's just the gas having an effect or whether he's being rocked somehow by these people carrying him. A wave of nausea rolls over him and he groans a little, turning his head away from the lights - his eyes have adjusted to the darkness, and opening them isn't looking likely while the sun's beaming down full blast.*
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*Aided by the third driver, Sam staggers on out of the shed - and is hit by a wave of heat and searing sunlight. This time, he stumbles for real, momentarily unable to breathe at all as his knees hit the tarmac. Normally it wouldn't hit him this hard - but he got his (comparatively small) share of the gas as well, and that combined with the exertion he just went through... It's enough to make him black out for that one moment.*

The two carrying Gene, in the meantime, speed up, to get Gene out of the full glare of the sun, over to the waiting ambulance. Out of the twilight of the tunnels, he looks even worse now - deathly pale, dark rings under his eyes, the blood from the cut to his head standing out starkly... Gene truly isn't a pretty picture to look at.

They have to set down the stretcher momentarily, so that one of the drivers can jump inside and prepare the mask.*
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*the first driver curses as Sam pitches over. He tries to grab onto him to keep him upright, but can't stop Sam's knees from hitting the ground. Determined not to let him faceplate, the man grabs Sam by the lapels and holds him there. Dammit, now there's two of them who'll need carrying...!

"Sir? DI Tyler! You alright??"

He gives Sam a small shake, trying to get him back to himself.

"DI Tyler, I need to get you in the van... Can you 'elp me with that?"

Inside the ambulance the other two have pulled the mask put of its corner and have linked it up to the oxygen. It's an ancient looking thing, wires and cheap looking plastic everywhere - but it'll do the job. Realising that a second person's gone down, they quickly make their way from the ambulance over to the stretcher again. They need to load the first one on before tackling the second... *
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*Sam gasps when the man shakes him, blinking fast. His head is swimming dangerously, the driver's words reaching him mutedly, as if through a thick layer of cotton wool. But they do reach him, and Sam shakes his head drowsily to clear it.*

I.... *squeezes his eyes shut for a moment willing his mind to snap out of its daze. He forces his hand up to grab the driver's arm.*

... 'm fine... just a... moment.... *swallows against a wave of nausea and shakes his head again, forcing his eyes to open. And indeed, he can feel the haze subside, breathing becoming easier again. Sam knows he won't be able to keep it up for long, but it has to be enough to get him into the ambulance...!

Finally, Sam starts to pull himself back up, determined to do this.

One eye on the DI and their colleague, the drivers now lift Gene up into the van, one of them moving in to secure the stretcher, the other getting the oxygen mask ready and fixing it to Gene's face as soon as his mate moves out of the way.*
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*The driver's pleased as Sam begins to drag himself back up onto his feet - he doesn't really want to have to carry Sam on top of everything else.

"Okay, come on."

He adjusts his grip on Sam and pulls him up, hefting him along as best as he can.

"We've only got the one mask... You gonna be alright without?"*
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*Aided by the driver, Sam somehow makes his way to the ambulance, where Gene has already been secured properly - makes his way past the bewildered police officers, too stunned to call out to him. Finally, they know they have to take away the criminals, so that is exactly what they do - driving off, so that the fire brigade and the ambulance van can operate freely.

With one last burst of effort, Sam climbs into the ambulance as well, letting himself fall down onto a seat close to Gene's head. And Christ, he looks... with that archaic oxygen mask covering most of his face... Sam has to fight the urge to take Gene's hand with all he's got - he can't do it with the other ambulance worker sitting opposite to him, after all.

So, Sam settles for putting his hand on Gene's arm instead, giving it a squeezes.*

Hang in there Guv, eh? *Shit, his voice is wavering, like he's close to tears... Sam swallows, hoping the other man will put it down to the exertion...*
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*Initially Gene isn't happy about the sudden pressure on his face - the plastic digging in around his mouth and nose. But then there's a cool breeze going down his windpipe, and while it doesn't touch the fire in his lungs, it's still a welcome sensation.

And then there's nothing else for Gene to do. He lies there, floating in a state of half-awareness, eyes closed and head spinning. Even the squeeze on his upper arm doesn't really reach him. Nor the engine in the ambulance firing up or the doors slamming shut.

Fighting another cough, Gene groans a little and croaks something into the oxygen mask, almost too quiet to hear over the hiss of the machine*
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*As the ambulance takes off, racing to the hospital, Sam only realises that Gene is trying to say something because he's watching him so closely, his otherwise blurred vision focusing entirely on his partner*

Wha'...? *with a glance at the man opposite him, Sam leans so that his face is close to Gene's* What was that, Guv...?
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*Gene swallows painfully, his discomfort clear on his face. He has the compulsion to ask - to make sure. He feels like he already knows the answer somehow, but he needs to check. So he clears his throat and tries again*

Tyler... Where's... S'he OK...?
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*No matter how often it's happened already, the question still is a punch to the gut, Hunt-style. Sam swallows with great difficulty, before willing his voice not to break as he speaks as clearly as he can*

He's fine. Don't worry, Guv.

*The ambulance man frowns at Sam, and so the latter backs off again, though he keeps his hand on Gene's arm.*
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*The words calm Gene down, and he nods in recognition. And then, there's nothing left to do but listen to the wailing siren and roaring of the engine as he's sped towards the hospital. He should be panicking, not knowing what's going on... But for some reason he isn't. He feels like shit, he's confused and he's sore... But he feels protected , somehow. Maybe it's that gentle pressure on his arm....

After a little while, the ambulance slows down and the man in the back with them gives Sam the nod.

"Alright, mate - we're here."

Then, the vehicle having stopped, the other two drivers pull the doors open and begin to jump in ready to grab the stretcher.

"You can follow okay, yeah?"*
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*Sam doesn't let go of Gene's arm during the entire ride - to hell with what the ambulance driver might think - but once the van stops, he has no choice butto back up. At least he managed to regain a bit of energy, though, so he nods at the man and lets the drivers do their job of undoing the stretcher from where it's been secured. At the same time, the third man removes the mask from Gene's face - and once that is done, they all move fast and efficiently, getting Gene out of the van and into the hospital building. Sam follows as fast as he can, but he still nearly ends up losing them as the burning in his lung forces him to slow down.

And then, just as the drivers rush Gene through another door, Sam's path is blocked by a doctor who insists on checking him over. Sam is on the verge of refusing, but then a cough breaks lose, leaving him out of breath and winded at the end of it, so he thinks it better not to protest.

Luckily, it seems that Sam didn't sustain any lasting damage. He's barred from overexerting himself and is to make sure to drink a lot of water, but apart from that, he's free to go.

Which, of course, means that Sam is now trying to track down someone who might know how Gene is doing. He ends up in the reception area after a while, and asking the nurse there is the right thing to do. She tells him the number of Gene's room and gives him the go-ahead to visit, which means an immense relief to Sam. If he can visit Gene, he can't be off too bad.....

So, finally, after knocking softly, Sam sticks his head into the room, calling out softly*

... Gene?
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*Gene's still out of it when Sam enters his room. He's lucky, in a way - they could have shoved him in a communal ward to recover, but with his mental state still way below par they felt it better to let him sleep it off in the peace and quiet. At least this way he's not going to get even more confused.

He grunts softly in answer to Sam's call and shifts a little in the bed, though he can't get far - he's connected up to a rather impressive looking iv system and there's an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose again. An effort to try and flush the toxins out of his system, apparently. The nurses had tried to tell him he'll start feeling like himself again very soon, but not a lot of that sentence went in. Still too high a dose in his bloodstream.

Everything seems to have happened in a whirlwind, and despite having been in the hospital now for over half an hour, Gene still feels like he's floating around in the darkness. Only now the darkness is warm and dry rather than wet and cold. And that voice again - the one from the tunnels. The word it speaks is muffled, like through cotton wool, but its presence makes Gene feel safer.*
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*No reaction other than the grunt... but it's something. Sam quietly closes the door behind him before walking over to a visitor's chair, adjusting it carefully before sitting down, as close to Gene as is possible with all the machines around him. And christ, those machines look intimidating alright.... Sam's gut clenches at the sight of the oxygen mask especially. It makes all of this look so much worse than it hopefully is...

Very carefully, Sam reaches out and, with a glance to the door, places his hand on Gene's, fingers curling around it gently.* Gene. It's me, Sam. *his voice is still soft - he doesn't want to wake Gene, in case he's dozing...*
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*Hearing the voice again, Gene makes an effort to blink his eyes open, but the brightness of the room forces them closed again. The shock of it seems to blow some of the cobwebs away, and he coughs lightly into his mask.*

Urrgh.

*Slowly, he opens one eye into a slit, trying to make out the blurry shape in front of him. There's no recognition there yet... Just a sense of curiosity. He feels like he knows this man sat next to him, and he's digging in all the corners of his mind trying to find an identity...*

... Who...
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*Sam stills.

He'd been hoping...

Christ, but what if.... if there's lasting damage...

Willing himself to remain calm, Sam squeezes Gene's hand. He needs to show him...*

... Sam. It's Sam. *he can't stop his voice from breaking up.* Your Sam. *He can't cry over this...! It's just temporary, it has to be...!!!*
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*Sam... Sam...

Gene frowns, concentrating as hard as his foggy mind'll let him. His eyes roam Sam's face, his hair, his clothes... The distressed look in his eyes....

A lump rises in his throat, setting off the aches again. There's something horrible he's missing, here... And then, there it is. Gene's eyes fix onto Sam's, something stirring deep at the bottom of his mind*

My Sam...

*There's another long moment, Gene watching Sam carefully. And then slowly, piece by piece, images begin to flood back to him. Memories and feelings and... He remembers. Gene swallows and croaks, his own voice threatening to break with relief*

... Tyler.
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*Sam finds himself holding his breath as Gene observes him, and Christ, he's this close to tears, and his grip on Gene's hand is becoming tighter--

And then, recognition. In his eyes, his face, his voice. Sam swallows, lips twitching into a nervous relieved smile as he nods, once, twice.*

Yeah. Yeah.

*And he can't help it, and he doesn't even check if anyone's approaching the room. He raises Gene's hand to his lips, kissing the back of it for a long moment.

Then, as he lowers Gene's hand back down to take it in both of his, Sam shakes his head, voice raw with emotions*

You complete and utter twat.
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*Gene isn't sure whether to laugh or cry (though really - definitely not cry!). It feels as though he's not seen Sam for a week... How did that happen? He can't even remember what he was doing three hours ago... He's not even sure how he got here.

But Sam sounds happy, from what he can tell - so he smiles just the tiniest amount, and then frowns again as memories push at his mind, but don't quite make it through*

That's.... *swallows with a wince* .... Bit harsh....!



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*snorts, still fighting back tears of relief*

You with your... stubborness.... you brought this on yourself...!

*But Sam can't be mad at Gene, not now, not when Sam can be sure that he'll be alright again... So Sam squeezes Gene's hand again, smiling properly now.*

But don't worry yourself about it now - you shouldn't even be talking. Sound 'orrible.
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*Gene's eyes narrow a little at Sam's comment. He can't remember that much about the last few hours, but he's fairly sure he didn't ask to be poisoned like this.

But Sam's right. He can't argue now. It feels as horrible as it sounds.*

What.... What even 'appened? *coughs, turning his head away from Sam slightly* Feels like my brain's been in... a blender...
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*shakes Gene's hand a little*

That is what 'appened, more or less. Smugglers got the better of you, cuffed you to the piping. Right next to a gas leak, from thr looks of it. No lasting brain or lung damage though, far as I was told.

*While Sam speaks, he strokes his thumbs absentmindedly over the back of Gene's hand*
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Hmm.

*Gene blinks, frowning as he processes this. He does seem to remember the odd little thing - darkness, lots of darkness. And the horrid, clinging scent of the gas still present on his skin. And being dragged through the grime by a faceless man. Though.... Faceless....? Gene can't think. The memories are there, just... buried.

Still preoccupied with trying to recall, Gene takes a deep, painful breath*

Wonderful. How kind. *raises his hand to rub clumsily at his eyes* I'll 'ave to send 'em a thank you card. Stuffed with shit.
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*Sam watches Gene silently as the latter thinks it over... And it doesn't look like he remembers Sam dragging him out. Either that, or he doesn't deem it worth to mention... But, no, that wouldn't be like Gene.

For some reason, though, Sam hesitates to point out his own role in the whole affair. Maybe he'll do so later, once Gene feels better... and maybe by then, he'll have remembered of his own accord.

At Gene's comment, Sam chuckles* You can deal with 'em once you're out of 'ere. They're waiting for you at the station.
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*Well, that fact at least makes Gene feel a little better. At least they caught them all. He nods. *

Good jo-- *Suddenly, Gene's coughing again, hard and thick. He presses one hand to his chest, screwing his eyes shut until it begins to pass*
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*Sam's relief all but dissolves as Gene starts coughing, and he mentally slaps himself for allowing Gene to talk this much, and for not offering him a drink sooner...!

He gets up from his chair, one hand on Gene's shoulder while he grabs a cup of water off the little bedside table.*

Alright Guv, yer alright.... *gently massages Gene's shoulder in an attempt to calm him down, help him breathe somehow... But there isn't really much he can do about the cough, and it makes Sam's chest go tight with worry.* D'you want a drink...?
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*Wheezing a little as the coughs peter out, Gene nods. He tries to encourage Sam and the water closer with one hand, and starts to shove the oxygen mask out of the way with the other.*

C'n I... get out of 'ere now?
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*Oh dear... Sam can see that Gene wants that cup of water, so he hands it over to him - ready to assist him, should he prove to be too weak of course - but he's also worried that he won't be able to breathe properly without the mask...*

No... you'll 'ave to stay for the proper detox, that gas messed with your 'ead and your system. That's probably going to take another night or so... *gives a small cough of his own at that - he didn't get away entirely unaffected either, but it's nowhere near as bad as with Gene...*
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*Gene shoves the mask up and over the top of his head, bringing the water close enough to take a gulp. The cool liquid washes over the fire in his throat and he almost chokes with the relief of it.*

Ugh... *breaks off, but doesn't let go of the cup. Another night or so...? He can't stay that long... It's nothing really, just a cough. He's sure that he'll recover just as well at home.

But Sam's cough distracts him from the argument about to leave his mouth*

You got dosed too then.
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*glances up at Gene, then nods somewhat reluctantly.*

Yeah. I wasn't in there for as long as you were, though. *hesitates for a moment, unsure as to whether he should tell Gene that it was Sam who 'rescued' him... but no, he doesn't want to hash for Gene's appreciation, or worse yet, some sort of disbelief... seeing as he can't remember yet... it might be better to let him remember by himself...*
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*Gene listens carefully, still trying to remember.

And then there's a flash of something. Something he's going to have to ask Sam, even though it might make him look even more muddled than he really is*

Sam.... Did you... Give me a piggyback?
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*... Ah.

Sam straightens up a little, sitting back down in his chair finally. Then, he nods.*

Yeah. *a moment of hesitation, and then there's a faint smile on his lips, his eyebrows raising a little* Well, tried to. Yer too heavy for a proper piggyback.
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*so he didn't dream it. Blimey... Sam must have been the one who freed him, then. He knows he's not light, so that must have taken some effort.

But he can't let Sam get away with that comment, however correct it might be. He raises an eyebrow and gives Sam a Look.*

M'just big-boned.
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*huffs a laugh* 'Course.

*nods at the paper cup which is still in Gene's hands* Want some more?

*If there's any way Sam can help feel Gene better - be it via banter or running errands - he'll do it. Even if Gene deserves to be lectured properly on this. Not right now, though. Sam usually isn't one to hold back, but with people - Gene especially - lying in a hospital bed, recovering from something like this... He can't be strict and tough in a situation like this.

And besides, if he keeps Gene occupied with other things, he won't try and insist on asking about what happened in the sewers. Sam can't even explain to himself why he's so reluctant to talk about it... maybe because the thought of Gene not recognising him still is too painful to recall.*
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*nods, tipping his head to drain the rest of the water. When he's done, he lets the empty cup drop to his side, his Adams apple bobbing as he tries to swallow without triggering another cough or splutter.*

Gah. *clears his throat a little, leaving the oxygen mask away for a moment - it's hard to talk with it obscuring his mouth, especially since his voice is so wrecked.*

You can get me out early though. Show your badge... work your wordsmith magic. Flash the nurses them little man-tits and give 'em... a glimpse of yer buns.
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*watches Gene drink, glad he's able to do it at all. Hopefully it'll soothe his throat... his voice really does sound terrible, broken up and distorted.

However, at Gene's comment Sam's face grows stern.*

No. No way. You need to recover from this properly. *exhales, leaning back a little* Christ Gene, you were... You didn't even recognise me. *now that Gene does know, it's easier to say it out loud...* Kept asking after me, when I was right there. *shakes his head* 'oo knows what you inhaled back there... It needs to get out of your system completely 'fore you can think about leavin' 'ospital.

*grimaces suddenly* ... and I even don't have "man-tits". *Sam actually feels a little insulted by this.*
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*Gene sighs, his head dropping back to the pillow. He remembers, now. He remembers looking right at Sam and seeing nothing, seeing only darkness. Shit.*

I was... out of my mind. Back there.

*swallowing down a wave of guilt, he reaches his hand out to Sam, trying to encourage him closer*

Didn't know up from down, let alone who was there.... Wasn't personal.
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*As Gene reaches out, Sam's expression softens, and he takes Gene's hand in both of his, squeezing gently*

I know. You don't 'ave to apologise for that. *pauses* How're you feelin' now, then? Bit better?

*Sam won't press the matter any further - because even though Gene didn't recognise him, he still cared for Sam, was still worried... and Sam didn't forget that.*
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*Gene squeezes back and then considers his answer carefully. He'll be feeling a lot better when he can go home! It's still a huge blur, parts of what happened back there... And he can smell that 'stuff' on himself still, even if he's not in his mucky clothes and more. It's stuck to his skin, his nose... He needs a good hot bath, that's what he needs. And he doesn't know how the he'll he's going to be able to eat hospital food when even just swallowing his own saliva feels like rusty nails and lava.*

Well I know who you are, so... that's got to be an improvement. Improved enough, I think... to go 'ome and get some kip, whaddya say?

*tries hard to give Sam the puppy dog eyes. He'd discharge himself if he had the voice to do it with and the knowledge of how to remove this bloody iv....!*
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*Sam observes Gene as the latter remains silent for a little while - takes in the pallor of his face, listens to the slight rasp to his breathing...

He's relieved to hear that Gene is feeling a bit better - recognising Sam properly definitely counts as improvement! - but he still rolls his eyes at Gene's clumsy attempt to get him to soften up.*

Guv, you're not even out of detox yet. *nods at the oxygen mask and the IV tube* There's no way they're gonna let you go home this soon.
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*Gene closes his eyes, breaking off the puppy dog look. And then when he opens them again, he just looks tired and fed up*

Sam, it feels like someone set a petrol bomb off in me ruddy chest. Don't want to be locked away in 'ere all bleedin' night.

*He doesn't want to appear needy or anything... But it is unsettling, the limited capacity in his lungs. He's achey and sore and his voice is croaky and quiet and his mind still isn't completely there yet. He doesn't want to be stuck here immobile in a pokey little room by himself.*
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*Sam is about to shoot back, when Gene's last comment gives him pause. He... he knows where Gene is coming from, even if this is just another strategy to woo Sam into getting him discharged... Sam exhales, pressing his lips together for a moment in a sympathetic grimace.*

Look... I know this isn't ideal. But.. *glances at the door, before lowering his voice* I can't take care of you at home, not like this. Not when that stuff is still in yer lungs an'... I just don't 'ave the capacities. I've never dealth with poisoning of this extent before... *as Sam speaks, his thumb idly strokes over the back of Gene's hand*
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*Gene coughs off to the side, his throat beginning to itch terribly. Needing more air all of a sudden, he pulls the oxygen mask down from on top of his head and takes a breath*

*speaks again, pushing the mask back away from his face*

M'not poisoned.... Just... A bit marinaded....

*Yep, Gene's not giving up on trying to get Sam to take him home.*
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*Sam can feel his heart beat a little harder as Gene pulls the mask down - shit... He doesn't like the sound of his cough, at all...

Still, Sam rolls his eyes*

You just proved my point. We... you don't 'ave oxygen masks at home. And now try and shut up a bit, I'll get you another cup of water.

*gets up and out of the chair - there is a stash of cups on the other side of the room, so Sam walks over there, picking one of them up and filling it with tap water from the basin. He returns to the bed and leans over, holding out the cup to Gene so that he can comfortably take it if he wants to. Sam knows he won't want to be molly-coddled - at least, Sam would never say so openly. So it's up to Sam to just... push his boundaries regardin that.*
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*Grumpily, Gene grumbles under his breath as Sam moves across to get some more water. What comes out is more of a croaky huff than anything, his vocal chords too ragged to work under a certain volume.

He does want the water though, so as Sam holds the water out he takes it, pausing to croak out before taking a sip - a snarky repeat of Sam's command, but gratefully delivered. He doesn't mean it at all*


You shut up a bit.
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*Sam huffs a laugh, but does remain silent until Gene is done. He should probably leave him alone, leave his lungs and throat to regenerate themselves... but Sam doesn't want to leave Gene on his own. Not when he can't take him back home.

So Sam merely watches Gene drink, happy that Gene is able to drink at all.*
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*Gene swallows down as much as he can, and then lowers the cup into his lap with small hiss of combined pain and relief. And then, realising Sam hasn't spoken, he adds in a rough voice*

Didn't mean it. Keep flappin' yer lips, it's fine. There's nowt else to listen to 'round 'ere.
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*shakes his head* You shouldn't be talkin' so much... *breaks off, turning his head - he can hear... footsteps approaching, and gets up from his chair just as the door opens, to reveal a doctor well in his 50s, looking down at a clipboard as he closes the door.

When he looks up, his eyes look on Sam first.

"Oh. And you are?"

Sam frowns slightly - well, that's odd.*

DI Sam Tyler. I'm a colleague.

*The doctor looks unimpressed. "Colleague or not, step aside, I need to have a look at my patient." His gaze locks on Gene, disapproval in his expression clear as day.

"And you, sir, are supposed to be keeping that mask in place unless you think you're going to throw your cookies."

Sam is momentarily speechless.*
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*It's a surprise when the door swings open - Gene's not ready for it at all. And it's like a kick in the balls that he can't shout at the guy for interrupting.

And then as the man disrespects Sam and snips at Gene himself, he finds himself prickling. He raises an eyebrow and croaks at the doctor*

Well, that mask stays in place, how am I meant to have a natter, eh?
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*"You're not meant to" is the doctor's very decisive reply.

Sam blinks.*

I... I told 'im that.

*The doctor doesn't even look at him as he mutters "Good for you" and moves in to closely examine Gene's eyes. "How's that chest then?"

Sam steps back, still a bit dumbstruck. But at the same time, this doctor at least seems to know what he's doing... So he better not get in his way...*
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*Gene wants to mutter 'I'll talk as much as I want, taa', but his voice fails him, a cough making its way out instead. His eyes flick to Sam, trying to figure out what he thinks, but he needs to respond to the doctor.

Trying to keep his voice as strong and non-rattley as possible, he speaks*

Better than it was an hour ago, s'for sure.
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*The doctor looks at Gene, eyes intense and disapproving.

"Details, Mr Hunt. Details. Burning? Acidic feeling? Need to cough a lot? Can you swallow alright? Does drinking water help? How's the head? Vision unimpaired?"

Sam keeps his eyes on the doctor, growing disconcerted with this barrage of questions. Finally, his eyes flick over to Gene, and Sam tenses a little, ready to step in should the doctor go too far.*
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Hmm. Ok, how's this: Yes, yes, yes, just about, a bit, foggy, and... *holds his hand up in front of his face as though trying to focus on his fingers* ... about fifty-fifty.

*Not the best comeback, but he has to break off to swallow and give his throat a rest. He knows he shouldn't be sharp with the man but... His manner sort of demands it!*
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*The doctor nods, not missing a beat.

"Coughing up stuff? Feeling of nausea? Headache?"

Sam merely stares. How Gene is keeping up with this in his current state completely eludes him.*
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*Ahh. Now. This gives Gene pause.*

Headache's mild. Nausea comes and goes...

*And now here's where he's hesitant to go any further. Especially while Sam's listening. He's sure it's nothing, but... If the doctor asked, it could be significant. Trying to keep emotion out of it as best as he can, Gene continues.*

Do hack something up occasionally..... Tastes like... Blood... A bit.

*he doesn't look at Sam, instead keeping his eyes carefully averted. If there IS something wrong, he doesn't want to worry him.*
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...! Guv...

*Sam's expression changes, from mild confusion to real worry. That... God, that is so like Gene, to not tell him that something at this scale is wrong with him. Doesn't make it any less bad, though.

The doctor nods, however - as if he hasn't been expecting anything else. "Let's have a look at that then." Pulling a small torch from one of the pockets of his coat, he steps close to Gene, leaning over him. "Open up."*
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*Gene pouts for a moment with a combination of humiliation and irritation before opening his mouth reluctantly. He hears Sam's exclamation, but he doesn't even know what this means, yet... He couldn't worry Sam when it could just be nothing.

And that's hopefully what it is. Nothing. Because if it's anything else, that'll properly sabotage his plans to try and get discharged early. Though with a sinking heart, he's beginning to realise that the likelihood of that's going down with every minute*
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*The doctor peers down Gene's throat, shining his little torch inside and nudging Gene's mouth open a little further even. There is a tense silence, which Sam feels compelled to break...*

... He er, he was coughin' a great deal when I found 'im...

*The doctor shoots Sam a look, and Sam shuts his mouth. The doctor in return pulls back, allowing Gene to close his mouth respectively.

"Well Mr Hunt, the blood's from your throat most likely, it looks quite irritated, which is to be expected after what it's been put through. Nothing to worry about at this point. However, the other symptoms tell me that you're still in dire need of that-," he nods at the mask, "-and professional help. Are there any next of kin we can contact? They'll want to know you'll be staying here for the night."

Sam very nearly opens his mouth again to speak - but, no, Gene needs to handle this one, he can't possibly... This doctor is scaring him, and it seems like one oddly placed word will not only set him off but also expose the nature of Sam and Gene's relationship... Sam's heart starts beating harder at that thought.*
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*The news that the blood isn't from his lungs is welcome, but still Gene's heart sinks. There goes the last shred of hope that he'll be able to curl up in his own bed tonight. And it's not likely he'll be able to eat anything nice, either. Not if his throat's that ripped up.

And then the doctor's last question knocks him out of his funk. Next of kin... There's nobody but Sam. He's not going to bother his old mum with this, and besides her there's no family he'd want to inform. Sam's already here.

He shakes his head.*

Naah, there's no one. Me DI here'll tell anyone that wants to know.

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*The doctor glances at Sam, who nods in return.

"Is that so. Well then." He raises an eyebrow at Sam. "Any comments? Objections?"*

...I, er... didnt expect anythin' else, to be honest.

*The doctor nods again, in a somewhat dismissive way. "That's that settled then. Mr Hunt, if there's anyone you want to be with you, tell the staff and they'll be allowed to stay past visiting hours. I'll be back later for an evening check-up. Is there anything you'd like to ask me before I leave?"*
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*Trying to save his lungs by holding in a sigh, Gene sinks a little further into the hard mattress, defeated. There's nothing else he needs to know, really.... Though the doctor mentioned family being able to stay past visiting hours...*

Uh... Visiting hours... When're they over?
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*The doctor glances at his watch - and Sam does the same out of reflex.

"In two hours, approximately."

And again, he glances at Sam, and it's starting to unnerve the latter.*

I'll er, be stayin' then, if you don't mind... *He doesn't think that Gene will actually go an ask for Sam to stay longer... surely that would be too suspicious...?*
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*The doctor turns to Sam and raises an eyebrow.

"... For the rest of visiting hours, you mean?"*
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*... uh. Sam blinks.

And decides to take a gamble.*

... well, er, if it's all the same, I'd actually like to stay for longer. *nods at Gene* Make sure me DCI 'ere doesn't get up to any... shenanigans.

*Sam thinks he pulled out of that one quite well, but then, he also knows he's never been the best judge of his acting abilities...*
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*The doctor watches Sam carefully, one eyebrow raised.

"Well...."

Uh oh. Gene wasn't sure how long Sam'd want to stay, but if there's a chance he'll stay longer than visiting hours...!*

You'd better let 'im stay, doc.... It's been said that when left to me own devices, I'm right... uh.... shananigan-prone...!

*Well, if that doesn't work, he's out of ideas!*
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* The doctor's eyebrows rise even higher. "Are you now," he says, each word practically dripping with sarcasm. He's glancing back and forth between Sam and Gene, apparently not quite certain what to make this... double-act...

Finally, as Sam is about to pull the "I'm the police and you'll bloody well do as I say"-card (he hates using it, but he's loathe to leave Gene alone), the doctor nods.

"Well, can't see how you'd do any harm anyhow... Make trouble and you're out so fast you won't know what's come over you."

Sam nods somewhat stiffly*

Thank you, sir.

*The doctor regards him for several more seconds, before turning to Gene. "I'll have nurses bring you cool water, for your throat. Apart from when you're drinking, keep the mask on. The more you do, the sooner you'll be out of here. Questions?"*
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*Relief rolls over Gene like a blanket, and he finds himself relaxing ever so slightly. Sam can stay. He isn't entirely sure how long Sam's even intending on staying, but the fact that he's allowed and won't be booted out is reassuring.

And he does have one more question... But he presents it as a statement instead. As authoritative as he can get lying prone and wheezing to himself.*

I can go home tomorrow.
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*"Mh. Most likely." The doctor nods, with an expression that might nearly be describes as encouraging. "Unless you talk too much." He says this with a meaningful glance both towards Gene and Sam, but especially to Sam - who reflexively straightens up and raises his chin slightly.

However, the doctor is done here and with a last nod to Gene, he leaves the room.

A few seconds later, Sam sits down in his chair again, tension visibly leaving him.*

Blimey....
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*Closes his eyes as he waits for the doctor to leave, opening them as soon as he hears the door close. Finally, they're not being watched. Pompous git, telling him what to do. He'll talk as much as he wants. He's not exactly going to sit there and have a solent staring contest with Sam now, is he.

But, the doctor might be right about one thing. Slightly sheepishly, Gene reaches up and pulls the mask back down over his nose and mouth, croaking as he does so*

Can you see why I wanted to bugger off at the earliest opportunity?!
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*Sam noted with relief that Gene is sensible enough to put that mask back on... He shuffles the chair a bit closer to the bed, so as to be able to understand Gene better.

Still, Sam rolls his eyes.*

Tell me about it. Still, the mask an' all that? You'd be more miserable at 'ome... *gives a sudden small and slightly nervous smile* And, well.... I'll be stayin' now, won't I.
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*feeling rather like a sick child having to be bribed by a parent, Gene pouts underneath the mask and talks, trying not to cough along with it*

How long? Y'cant stay 'ere all the way through the night... You'll do your ruddy... back in!
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*leans back in his chair, observing Gene's pout underneath the mask - so characteristic, that...*

I'll stay as long as I'm needed. *Besides, Gene already did Sam's back in quite efficiently...*
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*snorts, then coughs. Bad idea, that - snorting is to be avoided. Noted.

Chest aching from the cough, Gene closes his eyes and rides it out. It takes a few long seconds for his lungs to feel strong enough to reply, and with his defenses down, what slips out could be taken as either a joke or an admission.*

Need you all the time, y'loon.
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*Sam reaches out and puts his hand on Gene's as the latter coughs, but then he pauses.

That....

After a beat of surprise and feelings Sam can't quite name, a melancholy smile breaks loose on his face.*

Don't I know it.
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*After a moment Gene looks at Sam again, his expression soft. He knows Sam would stay all night if he didn't say anything. And he can't not give Sam another chance to go and make himself comfortable *

Mean it, though... You don't have to stay. You'll be wanting food and a comfy bed and a shower. Can't get none of those things 'ere.
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*Sam remains silent for a little while, having leaned forward and resting his elbows on his knees. Gene is right.... he definitely could do with a shower, wash the stink off his skin... plus, there is the matter of informing CID and making sure that the case has been wrapped up properly...

Sam looks up and at Gene, considering all this.*

.... and you're gonna be fine?
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*Realising Sam is thinking of leaving, Gene sighs a little to himself. He's not going to enjoy being on his own, that's for sure. But he'll be okay. It's just one night, after all...*

*Keeping his voice as level and free of emotion as he can*

'Course. I'll survive 'til tomorrow, won't I. Just... *clears his throat uncomfortably, pausing a moment to let the uncomfortable feeling pass* Bring me an ice cream tomorrow an' we'll call it quits...!
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*frowns, blinking with surprise*

Tomorrow? Gene, don't be daft... I'll be back in an hour or two. Just need to sort things out at the station. *gives a little smile - and maybe he can do something about that ice cream already...*

Deal.
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