<strong>Evie – a gentle touch</strong><br/><br/>Evie watched as her Master dealt with the Doctor.  The poor medic looked as if he was about to wet himself, she actually felt sorry for him.  Hopefully he would know what he was doing, or it might be him who needs his skill and not her.<br/><br/>She knew better than to to try and answer any of the Docs's questions, Vern was there, answers supplied in his usual friendly manner.  When he placed his hand on her thigh she was rather surprised, and touched.  He was gently holding her, letting those in the room know exactly who she belonged to.  She hadn't expected that.  Maybe she was getting through to him after all.<br/><br/>The next few minutes were a mix of pain and relief.  The painkillers hit hard, she felt strange as the drugs took hold of her, chasing the pain away and leaving her a little sleepy and giggly.  She didn't care about the stitches, she yelped a couple of times. But she didn't really care as she laid there letting the Doctor patch him up.<br/><br/>Antiseptic stung, but it was all good.  She especially liked it when the Doctor told her Master she needed some care over the next week.  “There goes the cage” she slurred, sounding almost drunk.<br/><br/>“Yeah master, no more breaking me” she said, and then giggled again, “all fixed, I'm hungry” she murmured sleepily.