<div align="center"><strong>-=Dani, in the Infirmary, trying to keep her patients from pawing each other=-</strong></div><br/><br/><em><strong>"Out of curiosity...  If there was a time in the future where I found myself in a situation, similar to this one I suppose, where I needed to restrain Mae to a bed for her own good...   Where exactly would I find these straps? Hypothetically speaking of course..."</strong></em><br/><br/>Not buying Vincent's innocent act for a second, Dani's only response to his<em>hypothetical</em>question was a derisive snort. It was bad enough that on any given night one could stumble across a very naked Griff wandering the ship, the last thing this crew needed was to be watching their pilots do what came naturally through the windows in the infirmary doors.<br/><br/><strong><em>“I promise to stay put if we can push the bed's closer. I just want to be closer is all."</em></strong><br/><br/>Dani squeezed Mae's arm gently, smiling down at her.  "I know, sweetie.  But do you really think Griff would let us unbolt the beds, cut new holes in the deck plating, and completely rearrange the infirmary just so you and Vincent can be a few inches closer?"  She shook her head.  "I'm sorry, Mei-Mei...you're just going to have to be patient.  I know it's not your strong suit, but I'm afraid you have no choice."<br/><br/>Looking from one of her patients to the other, she continued.  "And I'm serious about the restraints.  I will immobilise the both of you if I have to, and trust me..." Dani eyeballed them both in turn.  "...it won't be the pleasant experience you're both imagining."  She grinned at them, understanding their eagerness to be close.  She remembered what it had been like with David...the constant yearning when she was separated from him, the feeling of rightness when he was near, the way he made her feel whole....<br/><br/>Tears welled in Dani's eyes as memories flooded her mind.  Turning quickly from the two young people in her care, she blinked furiously, refusing to give in to the grief that threatened to pull her down into its depths.  She had patients to think of, and David would never forgive her if he knew that she was neglecting them in favour of wallowing in sorrow over him.  He would have thought it indulgent of her, and in her mind's eye she could see and hear the gentle lecture he would have given her.<br/><br/>Taking a deep, shaky, breath, the young woman blotted her eyes on her sleeve before turning back to Mae and Vincent who, to her relief, only had eyes for each other and didn't seem to have noticed that her facade had slipped momentarily.  Forcing her thoughts back to the present, she went about doing Mae's obs once more, checking her responses and reactions to stimuli, making sure there were no lasting effects from the blow to the head.<br/><br/>"Well...you don't seem to be suffering from anything too serious, Mae...although I don't know if that's the result of my ministrations, or Vince's!"  Dani laughed softly.  She didn't mind either way, as long as Mae was going to be alright.  "Now...are either of you hungry?  I think you can manage something to nibble on.  Nothing heavy, though.  And..." she smiled knowingly. "Don't think that I'll be leaving you alone for longer than it takes me to grab something out of the cold storage, which I don't need to remind you is just outside this door," she walked toward the door leading into the cargo bay.  "So...how about some fruit?"