Dispel The Darkness

[lesliethompkins]

Hope for the best, expect the worst. It's one of the many valuable lessons Leslie has learned over the years. Taught by her father, reinforced by experience. She had hoped the bomb delivered maliciously to the clinic would not be an indication of things to come. Somehow she knew that wouldn't be the case.

A week later, there are three patients in residence. Black Mask has had his revenge. Leslie and a select few are left to pick up the pieces.

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[http://users.livejournal.com/_alfred_/]

"I think not," Alfred says coolly. He does not touch her, but his stern gaze has an almost palpable effect.

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

Another familiar presence is not far away. Leslie is tending the IV.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Oh. Alfred is here.

Why wouldn't he be here?

Selina smiles up at him. Hard to tell what effect she's going for there, exactly. There is something she should be remembering.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_alfred_/]

Alfred is not amused. "A charming smile, like flattery, will get you nowhere, Ms. Kyle. You are to rest. Is that clear?"

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Selina tries to answer and finds her throat unresponsive to her desires at first.

"'lfred... S'Bruce? 'olly?"

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

Leslie offers her a genuine smile. "They're both going to be fine, dear. Don't you worry."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_alfred_/]

"As Dr. Thompkins said, you should rest," says Alfred firmly.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

"M'not goin' anywhere."

Selina looks completely pouty at this point and that's only partially because she wants to cry. "Where...?"

[anotherknight.livejournal.com]

Where are they?

One of them, against doctor's orders, is standing just outside the door, his face half obscured as he peers in.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_alfred_/]

"Master Bruce," says Alfred without turning around, "you are not too old for me to order you back to your room."

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

Leslie glances over her shoulder, a look of disapproval written clearly on her face.

"Bruce." Another word of warning added to Alfred's.

[anotherknight.livejournal.com]

He doesn't budge from his vantage point, despite the reprimands.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

"We can share a room?"

Selina swallows a few more times, trying to get her throat working better.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_alfred_/]

Alfred sniffs. "That would not be very conducive to convalescence."

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

A quick trip to the sink and Selina has a straw presented to her. Just a couple sips should clear her throat of any lingering dryness.

She eyes once again the silent figure at the door. "Would you actually rest if I brought another bed in here?"

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Selina takes a sip from the straw and looks at Alfred. Some part of her rejects that he just said what he just said. Because... because....

No. Just no.

And then she looks toward Bruce.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_alfred_/]

"I think not," the butler says dryly.

[anotherknight.livejournal.com]

His gaze shifts from Selina to Alfred, the expression on his face sour.

No, he's not pleased.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Selina holds up her hand to Alfred displaying a finger. Not the one someone might think of but, instead, one that currently has an empty finger.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_alfred_/]

In return, he offers her a polite cough.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Brows arch at that.

"I'd hurt myself, Alfred. I have no desire to stay here longer than I have to." A small smile, "I'm more worried about yelling."

Her throat still feels odd. Maybe a side effect of the painkillers. Hrmmm.

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

"There will be no yelling in my clinic," Leslie states. "And whether or not you'll be sharing a room has yet to be decided."

[anotherknight.livejournal.com]

He knows damn well neither one of them are going to get any rest if they end up sharing a space. He can't very well stay away either.

Instead of addressing Leslie's question, he sets foot in the room, his silence deafening.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_alfred_/]

Alfred turns around at last, that stern expression still in place. "Master Bruce, go to your room."

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Selina sighs softly and closes her eyes. The urge just to go back to sleep is powerful. As much as she'd like to fight this fight, really, there isn't much in her to do it right this moment.