http://notanemptymotto.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notanemptymotto.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2009-11-08 10:11 pm

008. [ accidental visual / location: helen's lab ] that you'll find me, that you'll see me.

The Halloween Party had gone better than she hoped, even expected. The party ended and the events unfolded with the large green creature and retrieving Ashley. And then it was returning to work as normal. Rather, as it had been, as opposed to normal. Long hours going back and forth between her lab and her office. Hardly seeing anyone, except when Henry had found the Cabal Laboratory. Which had done little more than fan the flame.

Helen found herself up all night again. Continually testing the sample of blood that Claire had so kindly given her. Trying to learn how it worked when dealing with other samples. The results seemed to say that no matter the blood type, Claire's could bond with it and repair it. A universal donor. She then mixed a sample of Ashley's previous blood and Claire's, letting it settle before looking for the results.

Except she had fallen asleep with her forehead pressed to her hands. Having terrible sleep patterns were completely different from pure fatigue and exhaustion. Though her dreams were hardly ones that would lighten her mood, it took her a few moments to realize she had dozen off. And that it was now morning, given the sunlight coming in from the glass roof above.

[location: helen's lab]

[identity profile] notjustthegeek.livejournal.com 2009-11-14 10:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Seeing as you've taking sausage and egg mcmuffin off the menu? How about pancakes?" He held his computer back against his chest, "even I can make pancakes. You can sit and watch."

[location: helen's lab]

[identity profile] notjustthegeek.livejournal.com 2009-11-14 10:14 am (UTC)(link)
"The cooking lesson or the chocolate?" He joked, rolling his shoulders to loosen them. "We can make some without. I mean, we can, can't we?"

Cooking wasn't exactly his area of expertise.

[location: sfa kitchen]

[identity profile] notjustthegeek.livejournal.com 2009-11-15 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
"She told me about that. The five years old," he explained, almost talking over himself, "not the waffles."

[location: sfa kitchen]

[identity profile] notjustthegeek.livejournal.com 2009-11-15 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Tell me about it," Henry didn't want to think about Ashley's early teenage years, even as he dug in a cupboard for what he thought he needed. "We should be happy she wasn't thirteen again."