Murphy looked over to Tasha with his mouth agape, God he knew she would do it too. Of course Case's doubled over laughing wasn't helping. Putting his hands on his hips he gave his best drag queen exit. [color=82ca9d]"I don't have to take this, I'm getting a smoke,"[/color] he said all sassy like, spinning on his heels and sashaying away.

	Tasha just smirked, keeping her eyes on Lincoln as she was rolled into a recovery room. The nurse set her up and Dr. Kumar ran down the list of dos and don'ts. Do rest, do take it easy, do stay put. Don't get out of bed, don't yell, don't refuse meds. The standard but he made sure to go over them a few time before Tasha finally waved him off. It was as good of an answer as he was going to get. She was too busy taking in the sight of Lincoln right then and nothing was going to stop that.

	Once the staff was gone and they were alone, Tasha let out a breath of relief, her hand tightening slightly on Lincoln's. [color=a187be]"Wish you could hold me right now,"[/color] she said softly as she lay there looking up at him. The nurse had set the bed back down and helped Tasha roll over to her side so she was putting less pressure on the surgical side of her skull. Curling up slightly, she yawned a bit. The drugs still had her feeling very groggy and it probably wouldn't be long until she was sleeping once again.