[Center][b][color=ec008c]Shelby Jackson –  Salem Clinic [/color][/b][/center]


"Good morning Ms. Eliza," The Doctor said as he entered the room, "You survived the worst of it I'd say. There was a few times in the night where you had me worried, but your condition is quite stable now. I expect you should recover nicely." As he spoke, he clasped a blood pressure gauge to her upper arm and began taking a reading. "Much better," He said with a smile.

“I’m still here Hun. If the Doc says it’s alright, I will wash you up later. Maybe even be able to take you to my place, but only if the Doc says I can.” Shelby whispered.

"....Oh...well," Arthur said awkwardly, "I expect she'll need a few more hours to recover before I can release her in good conscious. And even then she will still need to be cared for carefully, but of course, I can't stop you if you wish to leave now Ms. Eliza. It is up to you."

Shelby felt Eliza interlace her fingers in her own; she could already tell Eliza was a bit stronger than last night. The transfusion had left both women exhausted, and the feel of her fingers in hers made it all worth it. She looked over to Eliza as the Doctor walked in; she kissed the edge of Eliza’s ear.

“I’m still feeling a little out of it doctor, so I don’t think a few more hours will hurt.” Eliza paused for a brief moment, “No offense to you doctor but I don’t want to stay in this clinic any longer than I have to. I’m not really sure of who I can trust in this town and I’d feel safer at home.” Eliza started to sweat from the warmth of Shelby against her so she removed the blanket from her body, leaving Shelby covered. “As long as Shelby stays I’ll be more comfortable here. Nothing against you doctor. I’m thankful for what you’ve done for me so far…..I’m just a little anxious around strangers.” 

“I’m not going anywhere Hun,” Shelby assured Eliza as she could really see that Eliza was far from the strong woman she had met in New Vegas.

 “Do you think I would be able to get cleaned up?” I look like I just crawled out of a grave and judging by how I feel. I think I might have.” Eliza asked with a touch of her spunk.

Shelby kissed her cheek, “When the Doc says you can, I’ll help get you cleaned up,” she grinned at Eliza, “I love my dirty girl but…you are a little ripe Hun.” Shelby ran her hand very carefully down Eliza’s chin to her bandages across her abdomen, “Slow and easy, we will have you up and running again soon, just let us help you. Besides, I’ve just wanted to hold and touch you forever, we can make this enjoyable.”