bakerstreet | MINOR INJURIES;

MINOR INJURIES;

You or your meme partner has been hurt, but don't worry! This time around it's not that bad. You can still limp your way out of this mess.

INJURIES.
1. Sprain/strain. How did you screw up walking?
2. Broken bones. Simple fractures still hurt.
3. Cuts. Hopefully one of you has a sewing kit.
4. Burns. Location, location, location. Let's pray this one isn't on your ass.
5. Concussion. No, they're most likely not holding up fifteen fingers.
6. Other. I'm not a doctor.

HOW'D IT HAPPEN.
1. Stupidity. You did this to yourself.
2. Accident. Is an unintentional attack still an attack?
3. Attack. Don't lie, you deserved it.
4. Other. It's probably still your own fault.

WHERE'D IT HAPPEN.
1. Home. Did you remember to invest in a first aid kit?
2. School/Work. This should be excellent for getting you out of doing stuff!
3. Outdoors. Predators like the smell of blood. Clean up asap.
4. In the water. Hopefully there aren't any sharks!
5. Other. Like a hospital. That'd be handy.

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[ooc: I have arrived! Any preferences as to who's hurt?]

[ooc: Nope! Your choice!]

[ooc: I won't be too terrible ... ]

Accidents happened.

It just so happened that Jyn had found herself at the right place and the right time to fall victim to one. It could have been worse, she was told repeatedly by medics and doctor alike, relegated to medbay like she was some sort of ... invalid.

She knew it. Durasteel crate that heavy? If it had crashed down on her head or her back ... she'd be dead. In the grand scheme of things, a broken foot didn't seem so bad, although she would be out of commission until it healed properly. Still, frustrated, she sighed and sat back against her bed, and not for the first time wondered why it had to have been her.

Cassian wouldn't have heard about Jyn's accident were it not for his new droid, K4, who had been accompanying Jyn through the base. Cassian had been analyzing documents on a datapad when his comlink started flashing. After K4 told him what happened, he rushed to the medbay and found Jyn there, sitting up on a bed, looking none too pleased.

Despite knowing her injury ahead of getting there, he'd never felt such fear - what if it had been worse? What if she had died?

"Are you okay?" He asked, trying to catch his breath. Obviously she wasn't judging by her injured foot and the fact that the medics haven't released her yet. K4 was standing near by, silent. This droid wasn't as...talky as K2. Cassian wasn't sure if that was a good thing yet.

Jyn would have told Cassian herself ... eventually. She knew he was going to have a busy day, though, and didn't want to add any stress, and besides, this was hardly life-threatening. Mostly, though, she hadn't wanted to worry him unnecessarily. Nice to know that K4 had taken it upon itself to do just that.

"Thanks a lot", she'd said, although no sarcastic remark had been returned. K4 would get there with time, maybe. It was still just a baby, after all.

She glanced up, startled, when he rushed into the room, a frown marring her features when she realized that he must've sprinted the entire way. If she hadn't been repeatedly warned to stay off the foot until she was told otherwise, she'd have jumped up and pulled him into a hug just to reassure him that she was just fine. "I've had worse", she answered wryly, suddenly exhausted and ashamed and hurting, everything she hadn't been letting herself feel since the incident. "I'll be fine, I promise."

Cassian grabbed a chair and pulled it close to her bed. He sighed. "Captain," K4 started. Cassian was still getting use to its voice - it almost sounded like K2, but just...different - not as...deep. "Shall I continue to stay by Jyn's side?" That had been Cassian's original order when Jyn left. K4 wouldn't be much use to him with what he was doing so he figured Jyn could get some use out of it.

"Yes," he said after a moment to think it over. He'd need to get back to the computer lab where he'd been using that datapad to look over files eventually. He couldn't stay by Jyn's side.

He turned to Jyn and took her hand. "What happened exactly?"

It wasn't so far removed from a time that would have seen her bristle at the thought of having a babysitter. But this was now, and Jyn appreciated having the assistance. She'd volunteered to inventory supplies, and that went a lot faster with a droid to do the calculations.

And while she knew, realistically, that Cassian couldn't stay as long as she'd like, she'd still be disappointed when it was time to let go.

For the moment, though, she was grateful for his presence, and the comfort of his hand. "A crate wasn't secured as well as it should have been. It got jostled, and I was in the way. If K4 hadn't warned me, I wouldn't have been able to get out of the way in time. It would've - I'd ... well ... ", she sighed, shaking her head. "I'm still here, though. I'll be fine. Just needs to be set and splinted."

The bacta tanks needed to be saved for severe injuries. This would need to heal on its own time.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to the back of her hand after he listened to what she said. He could've lost her - after losing so much already. It was unfathomable to him - the thought of that.

"I'm glad you're okay," he said, sitting up to look at her, worry still etched on his face.

He turned to K4. "Work on your reflexes."

"Yes, captain," K4 replied.

Jyn didn't exactly want to think of that possibility, either, especially after everything they'd both been through, but if not for K4, she probably wouldn't be sitting here like this. And even though it hadn't been her fault at all, she privately vowed that from now on, she'd be more careful in everything that she did.

She couldn't help her softly breathed little chuckle, nodding her agreement, still clutching his hand tightly. "I don't know if I've said it yet, K4, but thank you."

To Cassian, she murmured - "I'm sorry. I don't want you to worry about me ... I'm alright. Give me a month or so, and I'll be good as new."

"You thanked me after I contacted Captain Andor about your injury," K4 replied emotionless. "But you are welcome."

Cassian had a huff out a laugh at the droid - not quite K2, but good enough, he thought.

"I know," he said, leaning in to kiss her forehead. He did know - it wasn't a terribly serious injury, but she was still injured nonetheless. "I have to go, unfortunately," he said after a moment.

See? Getting there. "I'll try to avoid thanking you a third time, then, lest it seem a bit ... excessive", she replied, clearly amused, even if she was still trying to hide the fair bit of pain she was in.

Jyn sighed, and reluctantly loosened her grip on his hand in preparation of letting him get back to his work. She wished the visit could've been longer, but they'd see each other when he was finished and she was discharged. She couldn't expect him to stay indefinitely. Things needed to be done, things that were far more important than her foot, and whatever pain she was in. She'd survive, and if he was reassured by seeing it for himself, all the better.

"I know. The sooner you get done, the sooner you can come and dote on me", she teased, her smile a mix of disappointment and amusement all at once. "That's what you were going to do, yes?"

(Purely teasing - she wasn't really expecting any special treatment. She just wanted more time, just to be close, to reassure the both of them that this was nothing, that she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon ... literally.)

"Doting, hmm?" He said, amused. "I don't think I've ever doted before." He kissed her forehead one last time and then her lips, wishing the hours he would have to be away would suddenly be over and done with.

He turned to K4. "Let me know when she's free to leave."

"Yes, Captain," K4 replied.

Cassian looked back at Jyn as he stood up from the chair, his hand holding onto hers loosely.

"I'll see you soon."

"Mm, that might be a detriment to my recovery", she answered, happy to receive and return one more kiss, one more reassurance. "We'll just have to work on it."

With little to do but sit and wait, Jyn knew the hours wouldn't pass by quickly enough. Even when she was safely sequestered back in their room, she'd be bored and on edge, an the wait would be terrible, but she'd bear it. There was no other choice.

She didn't let go until she absolutely had to, but still offered a smile, however small. "Can't wait."

He smiled in return and then left to go back to work, the loss of her hand in his making him a little sad.

It was almost time for dinner by the time Cassian was done not only looking over files but updating reports. Despite being a "spy," there was a lot of paperwork involved. He scrubbed his hands down his face, tidied up his space and then went to see Jyn.

Jyn wasn't accustomed to caring for anyone quite so much, and so, while she didn't want to part, either, she tried to keep it to herself. Because ... if she said it out loud, or showed it, didn't that make her weak?

Besides, it hardly mattered, because they'd come again when the work was done, as always, and that made the absence at least a little more palatable, a little easier to deal with.

The doctor came and set and splinted her foot, sending Jyn and K4 off with pain medication and strict instructions to stay off of her foot as much as possible, which left her wondering just what she was supposed to be doing for the weeks needed in order to heal properly.

When Cassian returned, he'd find Jyn napping fitfully, tossing and turning more than usual.

When Cassian arrived at their room, K4 was waiting outside. He sent the droid to the bay where the other droids were kept. The door slid open and he found Jyn in their bed, sleeping fitfully. He almost didn't want to wake her up, but he knew she should probably eat something.

"Hey, Jyn - Jyn -" He said, sitting down on her side of the bed and shaking her gently. He smoothed her hair back from her face.

Although she had never been a heavy sleeper by nature, Jyn managed not to hear the door, or even footsteps against the floor She vaguely registered the dipping of the bed, but his voice, when she recognized it, felt like it was coming from very far away.

Part of it probably had to do with the medication, but part was certainly due to her dreams, too. "Mm?", she asked, coming around very, very slowly, frowning as she tried to figure out where she was and what was happening. "Cassian .. ? Something happening?"

"It looked like you were having a bad dream," he said gently, still combing her hair back as he looked down at her with as much tenderness as he could muster. Because that's what she needed right now - some tenderness and probably stronger pain meds, but they'll deal. "It's almost time for dinner, are you hungry? I can bring back our food here."

She appreciated it more than she knew how to put into words. Everybody needed to be taken care of and occasion, and the pair of them were no different, even though it was so new. "Oh. Yes, I suppose I was. But it was just a dream, and you're here now."

Her stomach rumbled then, signaling that there was, indeed, a need for food. "If you wouldn't mind. I'm not exactly supposed to be very mobile right now."

He chuckled softly and then leaned down to kiss her. "Okay," he said, his lips still against hers. "I'll be back with food and water." He squeezed her hand and then stood up.

He smiled one last time before leaving to the cafeteria, his heart swelling with something he's only felt before with Jyn.

"See? Doting", she laughed, the sound fading into a pleased little sigh as she used all the willpower in her body to deny herself the pleasure of turning one kiss into three, which would inevitably turn into more. "Thank you."

The moment the door slid shut behind him, she flopped back down onto the bed, wondering how she'd managed to stumble into the best thing in her life despite all the losses they've faced, how it was possible that they even found each other, if such a thing as meant to be even existed.

He returned almost half an hour later since there had been a long line when he got there. He had one tray with all their food and in his other hand were two cups of water. The door slid open and he walked in, smiling at her first time. "I hope you're hungry. I got us seconds." He went and put the cups on the nightstand before sitting on the edge of the bed next to her with all their food.

By that time, Jyn had managed to sit up straight and try to find as comfortable a position as possible to sit in which wouldn't put any strain on her foot. The door opened, and before Cassian even stepped foot inside, she was returning the smile, more than happy about the thought of the next hours together, uninterrupted.

And food, of course, she was happy about that, too.

"Actually, I'm starving, so that sounds amazing. Thank you for all of this - I ... know it's a hassle, but I appreciate it all the same."

He kissed her next and then handed her a plate with food and a fork, knife, spoon, and napkin. "It's not a hassle. I don't mind at all," he said, looking up at her with a soft smile. He'd spent most of his life alone - caring so little about his own life in the process. He wondered whether anyone would care if he died - the Alliance would function and continue on without him, but he always made it back to Yavin 4 - even when it was too dangerous to extract him from a mission, he still made it back.

Jyn had given his life some purpose, finally, that didn't revolve exclusively around the damn war. "Trust me."

If not for the food now sitting safely in her lap, she'd be more than happy to forego eating in favor of more kissing, but that could wait. Her ever louder stomach could not. She wondered where he disappeared to when he got lost in thoughts, although she never asked. If he wanted to tell her, he would.

But maybe it would help to know that she felt much the same about herself. Sure, she'd done what was asked of her - and more - but now she felt as though she was sort of floundering, unsure of where she belonged, or what she was meant to be doing. A lifetime of restless wandering, and now ... well/i>, now, she's got a reason to stay, something to keep her grounded, someone to consider home.

"I do", she says, glancing at Cassian and sharing a quick, small smile. "With all my heart."

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