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It had been some time since Doc walked the corridors of Med Force One. After a long time away to take care of himself, he returned to hit prized creation. He re-acquainted himself with staff of old and met new staff as well. He was escorted by his chief resident.
"It's nice to have you back, Doc. It's been too long," he stated. "For what it's worth, I was worried about you. We all were. We knew what happened. Are you OK?"
"I'll be fine," Doc nodded, "I think getting back to work will be good therapy. The twins are here for me to look after while Emiko has decided to stay back at Erie and try making her own way."
They discussed the new opportunity with the Seraphim. They both viewed it favorably but also had concerns namely the Order and the Corsairs, both of whom they distrusted.
"And where is Doreen?" asked the chief resident. "I guess the crew she was with disbanded."
"I haven't heard," Doc answered, "I have plenty of work for her........I'm still surprised she hasn't been scooped up into a marriage yet."
"What?" asked the confused resident.
"Oh nothing," Doc answered. "It was just a comment."
"Anyway, I have a patient coming here, an old friend. We gave him a cybernetic arm some time back. Pope Brettonias. He needs the socket fixed or even replaced and some upgrades," Doc explained.
"It will be scheduled," replied the chief resident. He then turned to his boss, "You know, Doc, if you could do some surgical work, you would lighten the work load around here. We could use your help."
