Monday Afternoon

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She sat in the lounge, through the free period. Waiting for everyone to leave so she could have a moment of blissful, hungover silence took forever.

Finally she walked out, making her way back to her classroom to collect her things.

Without warning, something struck her...hard...in the backs of the knees. Instantly she fell to the floor, cracking her head and passing out. Before her eyes shut she caught a glimpse of...blond hair?....

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*giggles and runs away*

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[It was late. Too late.

The Doctor didn't like to jump to conclusions. Generally that was a bad idea. It was also a bad idea to be clingy in relationships--he sensed that CJ wouldn't tolerate it, regardless. But when she hadn't at least left him a quick voicemail by 5:30, and he hadn't seen her since earlier in the day, he had become quite concerned. Concerned enough to ring her mobile twice. Concerned enough go back to the school to look for her. After all, the last time she'd stayed late, he'd ended up slashing zombies for two consecutive days...

He found her in the hallway near her room, unconscious...]

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[...and, picking her up, took her to the nearest place he could lie her down on a couch--the library.]

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*The backs of knees are bruised darkly, and they are bloody and scraped. There is a nasty looking gash on her temple where her head hit the floor...she is limp. Dead weight*

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[brushes her hair away from the cut, gently] Oh god...CJ, love, can you hear me?

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*She's unconcious, barely breathing*

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