Alexis didn't know how much time she had been in the infirmary.  While her back had hurt at first, after a while she went completely numb.  Once Janet and Katie had finished on her back, they moved to the other area's of her body.  Time slowed, then sped up, and finally resumed its normal flow once the two of them stopped.<br/><br/>"Hey, how are you feeling?" Janet asked with a smile.<br/><br/>Alexis was laying down.  She hadn't even really heard the question.  Every blink seemed to last longer than the blink before and she was certain that she was falling asleep.<br/><br/>"Alexis, I need you to stay awake for me," Janet urged gently.  She didn't want the marine to fall asleep mostly because it would be harder for her to move the woman, and partially because she wanted to ensure that she was doing okay. "Alexis," Janet urged louder.<br/><br/>Alexis' eyes shot open and she sat up. "Ma'am?" She couldn't quite see clearly who had been talking to her.  All she knew was someone was talking to her.  Her vision took a minute to clear.  "Janet? How long?" She asked.<br/><br/>"Its been about three hours. You passed out, which is both good and bad.  I want to observe you over night, but there isn't much more I can do here. What do you say to coming over to my place? It is supposed to be girl's night anyway."<br/><br/>Alexis looked at her.  She wasn't sure what to say. Part of her thought it was a fantastic idea, part of her wanted to pass out again, and part of her oddly thought the doctor was hitting on her. She tried to shrug her shoulders, but stopped midway as pain spread across them.  Somehow she had forgotten just why she was here. "Sure. I don't mind either way."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Before too long Janet pulled into the drive way of her house.  The drive had been fairly long, only because she was being so careful with her patient in the car.  That and the medication to make Alexis feel better did a number on her stomach.  They had to stop every few minutes for her to step out and throw up.  Much to Alexis' disgust, Janet had been prepared with gloves and small vials.  She scooped some of the vomit up every time, labeled it carefully, and stuck it in a cooler.<br/><br/>Janet opened the garage door and stepped into the kitchen. "Sam, I'm home." She shouted.  She could hear laughing from the living room.  "Alexis, don't be shy come in."<br/><br/>Alexis stood at the entrance to Janet's house. "I will. I just feel a little sick still." While most of the trip she had been throwing up, it had finally subsided and she was beginning to feel better.  So much better that she was starting to be chipper again. A few seconds later she stepped up, and into Janet's house.<br/><br/>Sam greeted her at the doorway to the living room. "So, you never did get to tell me how it went." She smiled at Alexis. "How 'bout we discuss it now? Beer?" Sam offered.<br/><br/>"Oh, god yes." Just as Alexis was reaching for the beer Janet appeared and pulled it out of Sam's hands.<br/><br/>"No. No beer, no coffee, nothing but water.  And right now, you are going up stairs to the bathroom and taking a shower. Second door on the right. I will be right there to help you out." Janet ordered.<br/><br/>Sam raised an eyebrow.  Alexis stared at the doctor then smiled and shook her head a little. "What ever you say doc."