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"I don't know, he's pretty slippery when he wants to be." Turning over in his hold she shook her head lightly. "Oh fine, I'll let you continue to play personal supervisor so that nothing turns out like my biological clock. I'm not good for replacable parts anyway, as you've seen, I complain far too much."

"You can say that all you want." Rolling her eyes lightly before grinning a tad but evilly even for her. "I caught him too, I just didn't have to right equipment to claim his hand quickly. He needs to learn to be more ambitious and do what he thinks. Though knowing him he'd have it all remote so he could detach it and a little disembodied bio-hand would be chasing me around. And just for the record, don't get any ideas about doing that with your own things. It will only get you magnets. Large ones."

However she gave him that analytical look as his fingers played and he asked questions that she considered void. "Um...I'd get fat for a reason other than coffee and donuts? That's usually what happens." Joking with him, even though she knew what he really meant. "Never really thought about it. Why?"

"Who knows. You say my biological clock is still ticking, I say it's stopped, and no one is really going to know unless I end up preggers one day now are they? Pfft, please. This," a thumbed motion toward her back, " has nothing to do with the biological clock. If they wanted to make sure of that, they should have aimed lower." She gave a snicker snort though, "At least I'd know who my baby's daddy was wouldn't I, if such a thing occured? Scared of illegitimte children of yours running about?"

She could at least talk about it all in half joking way this year. They didn't want her to bottle up and she didn't want to cry it all out either. This worked. "Yes I know it does, sometimes I want to beat you or others with it. The point is that it indeed does not move on it's own and if I ever catch it creeping around on it's own, I'm going to smash it with the nearest heavy object."

"No, but you'd still have to claim the little bundle of no doubt precision genuis prodigy." Another laugh though, "Is that supposed to be a proposal? You should really work on that other than a 'if I knock you up, I'd marry you to make you feel better' angle. After all, you'd have to knock me up first because you'd need a really good reason to marry this level of crazy willingly."

Not something her mind thought on too much. Figured all the pain killer abuse and radioactive exposure over the years was all the birth control she'd ever need built up in her system. Or she'd been really lucky. "Or an act of God called Jessica. Believe me...she ponders such things."

"Are you sure? That's something rather civilian in tact. The military would just be more apt and efficent to assign mates for troops as needed." But a girlish little shrug of her shoulders at him. "My daddy always figured it was going to take a shotgun to get a man near me. Ironic thought, wasn't it?" Okay so that last part a little bitter and the past thoughts a bit too free for her liking. "You should be thankful I don't agree to drug you and the like when you're sleeping in my room."

Hooking her arm around his neck she gave a smirk and a tug, rolling them over in the bed. "Okay, that's enough skipping down memory land, why don't you work on trying to see if you can knock me up. A horrific miracle would be fun, wouldn't it?"

((Do some time skippage to free everyone up completely to pursue things. Say a couple of weeks to get out of various doom spiral modes and to encourage paperwork clearances.))

"You look like you ate a box of week old donuts and washed it those down with month old coffee."

"What a lovely image. Don't put it in my head again." She was sitting in med bay with Camp, letting him give her a once over. Mostly to please him and what not. What with her 'doom spiral' period seemingly over he was inclined to watch her more rather than less. "Don't you have a madman to take apart?"

"I will join Jess for that as soon as I am done with you. You look like hell."

"Lack of sleep. And don't pull that cold crap. We're in space, that doesn't happen often. I'm behaving just fine. Little more jogging, little less donuts. Maybe." Pushing him away at arms length, she slid off the table and he didn't bother her about it, the two of them making their way from the bay and into the hall. "Any luck?"

"With Norrington? Little. But Jess and I got our clearances to try some new things."

"I still say we chuck what's left of him out of an airlock."

"And that's why you're not in charge."

Joey was of course less than thrilled. "Is she still going on about that. Yeesh, can't a guy muse anymore? One little quip and she's out for my hand and gotten you in on it. Come on Commander, can't you talk her out of it? Please? I'll owe you one."

"Hey now, I don't sleep in the wilds that can be echo enclosures...unless I really need to. Besidse, I like to turn off my gravity at night when James isn't around. It's not so bad you know. Tether your ankle to the bed so you don't bump into walls and there you go, literal air bed." She brushed a hand back through her hair, shaking her head lightly.

"And they call me crazy and they want to dig around in...well whatever he is now. Are you sure I can't even throw a little piece out? b*****d set my healing back a year." But a raise of a eyebrow at Jess. "You know, I think the uh week old donuts and month old coffee is a good description. Happens when I'm chipper and I'm so damn chipper I'm annoying myself. I think I rival Rennell." Blinking. "Can I watch? I'm bored." Sanctioned 'day off' via command of Admiral Noris...admittedly it was nice to have a day off once and a while.

He couldn't help but laugh and roll his eyes. "If I didn't know you were clean of all things medicinal I would say you're tweaking out. But such a good girl you are. Drugs down one hundred percent, coffee up two hundred percent. Come on Jessica, no time like the present to wade into nanonite juice."

"It's the coffee's fault. It's just so tasty."

He gave a suffering surrendering sigh. "Yes, owe you one. And you know exactly how easily I can make things happen under the radar. I'm still praying Noris takes her off probation so she can hole away in her labs again hour after hour and only bother me for coffee and gossip from time to time. Ah, good old days. Seriously, work with me here."

"Long as I get first dibs, I'll be a patient good girl." Letting them suit up however she just followed. "Now how come he says I look like I'm expired food and beverage and you say healthy glow. One of you has to be wrong or I'm going to have to develop a second personality so that I can accomoate both of you. And no one wants two of me in various degrees around."

"If there were two of you, I'd retire just so I wouldn't have to be doctor to you both. You'd all drive me past my breaking point. No matter how much I loved you both." Suited up he made his way to plop into their exam field, holding out a hand for Jessica to help her up and over the edge. "And don't tap on those containers."

A look away from the jar she was tapping on and she tilted her head. "I still don't understand how I'm dating him and you're not. Sometimes it's baffling. But no, I told you, I don't and won't drug him...I fear the reprecussions. Though I think that glow may be nano-dust. I dropped a container of the little buggers yesterday, followed by me falling on them and crushing a good majority of them. It's done wonders for my skin. But as far as I know, I think he's out hunting. Per se."