A New Life for the Broken Bird

[Doc Holliday]

She was asleep. Keeping himself downstairs, he kept two lamps lit, one in the guest room and the other on a small table near the entryway. Putting on a robe, he returned to his porch with another glass of scotch. He wasn't quite ready to turn in but kept quiet. The crickets in the woods and the frogs in the lake kept plenty of nature's noise going and he just sat back in his rocker and relaxed.
He had much to think about. He went from thinking that Sonja was dead to her now being a fugitive. A piece of him wanted to know how she sold it, who's remains they were that were launched into the Baffin sun after an autopsy. The latter part got him to thinking. It was Enterprise policy that after a suspicious death that an autopsy be performed regardless of circumstance, the exception being by request of the family not to. Some would disagree with it but legal ramifications called for it more often than not.

He sipped his scotch. What to do next? It weighed heavily upon him. Sonja could not return to duty as she was being hunted but he needed her expertise. She was excellent at what she did and Admete never interfered. For Doc, this was an up close and personal opportunity to study a nomad, it's behaviors and mannerisms, it's triggers and relaxers in a way no one else would ever have a chance.....but how does one sell that thought to a person like a Caliban? He actually like the study idea as it was a first. He had earned Admete's trust and he hers.

After enjoying nature's evening and all that it to offer, he finally yawned and stretched. Yes, fatigue had set in. Finishing his scotch, he headed inside. Locking the front door, he extinguished the lamp toward the front of his home and headed for the guest room that would be his for the next few days. On the way, he grabbed the shotgun and placed it between the bed and the wall where only he could reach it. After several minutes, he nodded off for the evening.

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