[ The transition had happened seamlessly and her new paycheck had reaffirmed her decision even if it meant being on call more. At least surface-wise. That strange feeling that she finally had a real place she belonged to, one she had been missing for a while in her life now, was bundled neatly somewhere she wasn't touching. Not right now. There were other priorities.
Such as making sure Miles didn't get himself killed by the damn devil he pissed off while he recovered from his long-overdue surgery. The knock doesn't surprise her and she's not far as she switches direction to head back towards them.
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Such as making sure Miles didn't get himself killed by the damn devil he pissed off while he recovered from his long-overdue surgery. The knock doesn't surprise her and she's not far as she switches direction to head back towards them.
I'm on my way. How's he doing? ]