<strong>Kate, with Amaya and ‘Miss June’ at Bed 9</strong><br/><br/>Kate glanced over at Amaya as she came over to examine their new patient. The new nurse looked slightly flustered, but not hurt, or angry … just a touch confused.<em>Good,</em>Kate thought, unable to control the wicked grin crossing her face. She’d half expected Amaya to run off crying and screaming like a little prude. The fact that she didn’t maybe meant the sexy thing played for both teams, or would at least consider it … and if that was the case, Kate wanted first dibs on molesting her in a broom closet somewhere.<br/><br/><em>Wonder if she smokes reefer,</em>Kate mused.<em>Or if she’d like to try it. Maybe I’ll invite her up on the roof with me and Mox, when it’s time for our first break … that could be fun.</em>Her grin grew bigger as she felt Amaya’s fingers lightly touch her thigh.<br/><br/><em>I’m going to <strong>love</strong> eating her out …</em><br/><br/>The grin vanished, though, as Mrs. Golding sat up in bed, clearly agitated. And calling herself “Miss June” for some inexplicable reason. Kate glanced over at the chart that Amaya had picked up …<em>no, she’s definitely Miss Golding,</em>Kate thought.<em>Headaches, broken … oh.</em><br/><br/>“I’m sorry, Miss June, we were looking at the wrong chart,” Kate said quickly. She rushed over to ‘Miss June’s’ side, before the woman could get fully out of bed. “June’s such a pretty name. And yes, of course, you can go … just as soon as we check a few very quick things.”<br/><br/>Kate gently gripped the woman’s legs, seeing if she could swing her back up onto the bed, but mostly wanting to stop her from getting up. “Um, we need to check your arm, in particular. Miss June, can you tell us how you happened to hurt it?” Kate smiled warmly at the injured woman. “And can you tell me your first name? Doctor’s handwriting, you know how sloppy it can be … I couldn’t quite make it out on your chart.”