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Finished with yet another long day, Dr. Holliday took a seat with his chief surgeon, Dr. Tesh. As he went to sit, John Holliday made eye contact with the pianist who was going to introduce him but shook his head not too. The pianist nodded his understanding and began an easy song, one the fellow pianist in the doctor himself would surely approve of: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIUeyDLV6LQ
The two men sat and began talking as their drinks arrived.
Dr. Tesh took a drink of his Scotch, "Excellent!" he said as he looked into the glass.
"It always is here, Ed," replied John with a smile as he swirled his glass of Coalition Vodka and took a large drink of it.
Ed was concerned for his friend as he swirled his own drink, looking into it. Unable to withhold how he felt, he just looked up without moving his head.
"John, you look like hell these days," he stated, "you need a break with all the work you do here, in diplomacy and being a new father."
John Holliday just looked up disturbed, "Why Edward that is one hell of a thing to say."
Edward put his glass down, folded his arms on the table and leaned forward, "John, I speak the truth. I say it as both a friend and a medical professional. You'll make yourself sick. I seem to remember when you did that to yourself before. Remember? The double lung transplant? The resulting lack of judgement that created the whole Aurelia DeFrance debacle?"
John knew he was right but didn't want to admit it. He looked down at himself, remembering all too well the transplant he had received. He then pulled up a picture on his datapad of Emiko and just stared at it.
Edward saw it and smiled, "She's beautiful, John."
John just beamed, "Yes, as beautiful as her mother."
Edward then got serious again, "John, why don't you go to your Estate and be a father and husband for at least this weekend. All is well on the ship and you can't heal Nina any faster. It's all up to her at this point."
John just looked at his blankly. Edward just repeated, "Just go. You need a break.......or do I have to make it a medical issue to force you?"
John chuckled as he waved his hand at Edward, "No, Edward, you don't have to force me. I will take your advice."
The two men finished their drinks. Edward retired to his quarters while John returned to his chambers to get a couple of things before boarding the shuttle home. He thought about what Edward said and took things a step further. He threw his pager in a drawer, hung up his whites, grabbed his trench coat and once he secured his chambers, took a shuttle back to Tombstone.
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