"Actually, I've got a key," Austin held the small thing up with a small smile. Monica was still a little puzzled by his sudden appearance and was just about to turn and try and explain to Gray. The man had already handed her a business card and was gone before she could say another word. She hadn't wanted him to leave; in fact, she'd rather have sent Austin off and spent more time with Gray. She tucked the business card into her pocket, and 

As much as she liked Austin, his whole air and mannerisms just reminded her of a time she'd much rather forget. In her minds' eye she saw him as he had been once, with dirt and dust and blood all over his face, and small cuts that looked just deep enough to be painful. Her own face probably hadn't looked much nicer, and she found herself subconsciously checking to make sure she wasn't bleeding or dirty. She pulled her fingers away from her face and was relieved to see they were clean.

"What're you doing here, lieutenant?" She turned her attention back to his face. 

"Please, Monica. Austin," he took a step closer to her, a smile on his face, "And I'm here to watch out for you. I've got an apartment just across the street, and the doctors gave me permission to get the extra key to your apartment," he grinned.

Monica furrowed her brow, "I'm fine, [i]Austin[/i]. I can take care of myself," she almost sounded disgusted. "Besides, if I need help, I've got Gray," she motioned to the door where he had been standing.

Austin shook his head with a smile, almost as if he found her funny, "Oh Monica, Monica, Monica," he continued, eyes locked with hers, "He doesn't know what you need like I do. I'm going to leave you for tonight, but I'm going to be checking up on you often. Make sure you're ready for me all the time," he laughed, "Keep some clothes on. Or not," he winked, and with another chuckle left. 

Monica was left dazed. It wasn't usually something the military did that she knew of; sending a supervisor for an injured soldier. Perhaps she had just never been in the situation before, so she wouldn't have known. She glanced at the business card she was holding onto. She'd have to go visit Gray right in the morning; she couldn't help but want to see him right away. 

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Luckily for Monica, the address on the business card wasn't too difficult to find. All she'd had to do was hop on the bus, then search a couple blocks. It wasn't awful, even on her crutches. She made her way into the building, but once she was in she had no idea where to go. 

She grabbed her phone from her pocket, and for the first time in quite awhile decided to actually call someone on it. She plugged in the number, and when Gray picked up she couldn't help but smile at his voice. 

"Surprise! I'm here, at your office. But I have no idea where to go!" She chuckled, "Care to give me the grand tour, nerd?"