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PAUL? PAUL WHO? I’M MARRIED TO OUR LORD AND SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST

“ ---it’s my lunch break. Do us both a favor and don’t even think about making a comment. ” He has heard the IF YOU SMOKE IT’LL KILL YOU lecture more times than he can count from his fellow doctors. He knows. He knows. 

listen. mi amor. there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for our behavior.

   “I see my partner’s bad habits are rubbing off on you.”

   He knows all too well how busy they are, all of them; he knows time is of the essence, practically always. One of these days won’t turn into a crisis, and none of them will know what to do with themselves, he’s just sure of it. Still – the words are fond, if slightly exasperated; the last thing he needs is more officers deciding that work is more important than their health. Hugh shakes his head a little, looking at her a little sternly over the top of his PADD.

   “I know you want to get ahead on things, Cadet, but trust me – a good night’s rest will do more for you in the long run than staying awake and pushing yourself too hard.”

Tilly is aware that she should get some sleep, especially because she has a harder time controlling her emotions (and her motor mouth) when she’s sleep deprived. But at the same time, sleep is the absolute worst, always has been. But she doesn’t want to burden him with that knowledge, so she plows on and shakes her head.

“I’m okay for now. I go in during beta shift today, so I can sleep during Alpha shift.” Before she can stop herself, she adds, “Plus, the more I do now, the less Lt. Stamets has to do later. His health is the priority, not mine.”

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hugh sees all. hugh knows all.

          HEAD FEELING DIZZY, the brunette tried to FOCUS on breathing, footsteps only slowly getting her to the med bay. what ought to be a simple mission, nothing more but an analysis of the planets surface somehow turned into quite a catastrophe. HOW could they be so wrong ? a few drops of blood, loud coughing from tired lungs, fingers reaching out for something to hold onto.   ❛   ——  hugh ?  ❜ , amelia spoke almost voiceless while the door opened. bright lights making it hard to see properly, fawn eyes searching for the only man on this ship who was able to help.   ❛   please . . i . . i didn’t expected this . .   ❜

PAUL, CALL YOUR MOTHER