Dr. Pierson's Office Hours

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Perhaps foolishly, Methos made his way through the thickening snow to attend his office hours.

Coffee is appreciated.

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[janet_fraiser]

Janet had gotten tired of the sight of her dorm room. And she was bored. So she'd finally gotten out of bed, grimaced at the pain in her ribs, and gotten dressed in several layers of clothing to head over to her TA meeting with Methos.

"Why the hell did you bother coming in today?" she asked, closing the door of his office behind her.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"Because I have an overdeveloped sense of responsibility?" Methos asked. He rose and came to her side, one hand going under her elbow. "Should you be up?" His eyes were serious and worried.

[janet_fraiser]

"They're bruised ribs," said Janet, rolling her eyes at him. "Not that you asked when I dropped off my excuse note to you. I've been bandaged up, I haven't jostled myself, and I'm going absolutely stir-crazy." She shrugged. "So I thought I'd drop by and see how you were doing."

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos waves a hand at his desk. "Grading homework. Writing lectures for next week. Contemplating getting a jump on writing the exams for the week after that. Boring stuff."

[janet_fraiser]

"Incredibly boring," said Janet. "We're having exams already? Do you want me to organize a review session next week?" It wasn't as if she hadn't gone through the extra reading and the regular reading, after all.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos nods. "That was my plan for Tuesday after next. If you would put that together, I would be most appreciative. Now, can I ask you a question that will segue into NFB stuff?"

NFB

[janet_fraiser]

"Lunch hour or after school hours?" asked Janet. "I'd rather go for after school hours, just in case we take longer than an hour." She looked puzzled. "Of course you can ask me a question. What?" NFB away! *points to new subject line*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Do you think there's a chance that the school will get snowed in?" Elizabeth asked, half-knocking on the door.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos looked up and grinned at her. "I imagine that if it is, we should be self-sufficent here."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth nodded. "I'm sure we would be," she said. "But it would be a pain all the same."

[janet_fraiser]

Janet waved at Liz. "I know why I'm here," she said. "Because I couldn't stay in the room one minute longer. You're just nuts, Liz."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

She shrugged, and grinned. "I was in the building all ready for all the things I listed to you earlier," she said.

[janet_fraiser]

"I still think you're nuts," said Janet. She shook her head and smiled. "Are you done after this? We could head back to the dorms together."

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

For some reason, the Doctor doesn't mind the snow. At all.

Even though he doesn't have to be in school today, he romps up to the humanities wing with a large takeaway tray of coffee, and begins to distribute it to his favourite coworkers. Methos' office just happens to be the first.

At least he knocks.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

At least the snow isn't ash from an alien space ship burning out in atmosphere... presumably.

Methos doesn't look up from grading one of the homework assignments on Greece. "Enter," he calls sounding nothing like Jean-Luc Picard while doing it.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Adam." Ten practically bounces into his office and waves a large cup of coffee under his nose.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"My, Ten, how you've grown." Methos rescues the cup of coffee and inhales it with a truly sensual delight. "I passionately love... coffee. Have I mentioned that?"

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Ten promptly flips him off, Brit-style, and sits down without being asked. "I think you have. Does the bearer of the coffee get any of that passionate love, or is that just reserved for the beans?"

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos grins at him, leans across his desk, and grabs him by the ears which is not as easy as it would have been in the Doctor's previous incarnation and kisses him soundly. "That answer your question? So, when did the mini-me reverse?" Methos still doesn't listen to the radio.

After everyone

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She comes in with the remnants of her mocha and leans against the doorjamb.

"Busy, Adam?"

Re: After everyone

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"I cultivate an appearance of business so that no one will interupt me. Which is to say, no, not at all, please come in." Methos kicks back and smiles at her. Lazily.

Re: After everyone

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Stepping inside, she sets her cup on his desk and flops down in a chair.

"You should thank me, you know. You I spared from the horror of me this past me."

Re: After everyone

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"Now, actually, I think that's a shame. Because wee!Ten was as cute as a button, and I can't imagine you were anything less than... to use his term, a fox."

Re: After everyone

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I can't imagine he called me that. Between the sugar and the hyper and the crushing depression...not a stellar week. I think I drove his teen-boy brain completely crazy." She leans forward with a sly grin, "But I did take pictures if you want to see what you missed."

Re: After everyone

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

He grins back. "I would be delighted to see them. So, returning to your teenage years wasn't entirely a John Hughes movie?"