A New Life for the Broken Bird

[Doc Holliday]

"There it is again," he answered a bit jokingly. "John Holliday and marriage in the same sentence." He then sighed a left it there.
He was almost offended by Sonja being "a doctor again." He gave her a stern look. "You, Young Lady, still are. You earned that title and the respect of your patients and co-workers. Do not ever forget that."

It actually angered him just a little but a sip of coffee and a sigh brought him back. The last sip was cold so he rose to his feet, took their cups and went in to refill them, more marshmallows in Sonja's cup. Whatever frustration he had felt was now gone. Taking his chair, he replied to Admete.
"Yes, a psychological profile. It will be mostly for records but if we are making a new person, we do it completely. Agents or even police authorities will do this when creating an agent for insertion to an operation but it seems appropriate here. We can do just about anything to include giving you an accent in your speech if you want it. It is not "healing" as you would say but building a profile and incorporating it into the person."
He sipped his fresh fill of coffee. "I do know this. We should begin as soon as possible. Tomorrow morning we leave for Baffin. That is where all of this will take place. Transport will be aboard an unknown ship and we will just be cargo." He smiles, "No worries, I do that from time to time since everyone knows who I am."
"Until then," he said with a smile as he stretched out, "we enjoy today here as much as possible."
His timing was perfect. The rain had stopped even if the clouds remained. As the day would go on, it would be partly sunny.

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