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"Nice threads !" 

Theis elbowed Hyle and nodded at the man who had just got out of a rather well mentained car and was heading for the Waffelhus door.

Hyle glanced up from makng a list in her notepad, glanced down then immediately looked up once more. She smiled, stood up straight and smoothed out her red Waffelhusvest. She looked back at Theis, who was also smoothing out his waffelhusvest.

"I saw him first." Theis smirked.

"Nej, you didn't." Hyle's smile was more confident. Theis' face was half way between puzzlement and scowl. "The blender needs cleaning." Hyle added. Theis' face went from half to full scowl.

"Doctor Søderborg. How nice you came!"

The man in the impeccably tailored suit smiled through a well trimmed beard. "I heared that you make the best coffe in the province."

"Yes I do !" Theis voice came from the kitchen. Hyle and Søderborg both glanced kitchenward at the interjection. Hyle rolled her eyes. Then smiled, because Søderborg was smiling at her.

"You had a good trip from Haven then.... ?"

 

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Joe Spivey's picture

((So I guess the good doctor is here to look at your back... amongst other things hmm?

Stick with me kid and you'll be farting through silk.

Hyle Troy's picture

"Nice car." Hyle complimented. "How did you get it?"

"Oh, it is a Morgan, pre-fall. Very very VERY rare. I found it in a pretty dilapidated state but I had some chaps restore it. Cost an absolute fortune, but worth every chip.Don't you agree?"

"Absolut!" Hyle grinned. 

Doctor Søderborg opened the car door and Hyle eased herself into the passenger seat despite the backpain which, strangely, had gotten worse, apparently. Theis leaned on the waffehus doorframe with arms folded, unimpressed. Hyle glared at him.

"You should let me take a quick examine of your back, Hyle. Isn't the clinic near here?"

"Oh, they are probably too busy what with Tuki taking a break after having the baby and such. Umm.. My house is close though" Hyle added a theatrical wince. Theis facepalmed. "I should just take more care while lifting things."

"Like Reavy?" Theis muttered.

"Hmm?" Søderborg looked quizzically at Theis. Theis just shrugged. Hyle shot a cold stare.

"Probably just a strain, but it could be more. Best let me take a look" Søderborg closed the door and got into the driver seat.

"Are you sure you have time?" Hyle asked.

"I am a doctor after all," Søderborg started the engine.Hyle smiled. Theis saw Hyle give him the bird as they drove off.

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I would rather die peacefully in my sleep, like Grandad, than screaming, like his passengers

Joe Spivey's picture

((That beard is going to tickle. Okay, climbing out of the gutter now.

Stick with me kid and you'll be farting through silk.

Hyle Troy's picture

"You know? As Grandmothers go you are definately the best I have ever met." Søderborg glanced at Hyle as he delivered the compliment before returning his gaze to the road.

Hyle laughed, stretching in the soft leather passenger seat. It was a fine morning and when Søderborg suggestd they take a spin in the Morgan, Hyle readiy accepted.

The car roared through Credit Bend and on east. Hyle let the wind blow her hair, and the sun warm her skin. Søderborg was smiling, Hyle was smiling. Kilometers passed by, All was good.

"How is the backache this morning?" Søderborg stretched his left arm along the seatback behind Hyle.

She turned her head towards him, she could see the irony in his eyes, alongside the mischievous smirk. She grinned. "Ohh, my back? Absolutely fine! I would say it is due to the personalised care and attention you gave me, Even if it did take most of the night." She smiled at him, he smiled back. Eyes locked together for a few moments as thoughts of the previous night were exchanged, remembered, Hyle smirked, nodded forward.

"Watch the road."

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I would rather die peacefully in my sleep, like Grandad, than screaming, like his passengers

Joe Spivey's picture

Yeah, as grannies go she's not a bad old boiler... just watch out for that right hook mate.

Stick with me kid and you'll be farting through silk.

Hyle Troy's picture

"Looks like no one is around..." She giggled. "Its so hot outside, I think I overdressed!"

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I would rather die peacefully in my sleep, like Grandad, than screaming, like his passengers

Joe Spivey's picture

((I've just realised. Those aren't brown stripes on that dress... lol, i need new glasses.

Stick with me kid and you'll be farting through silk.

Silja Henningsdottir's picture

 

They were quite breathless by the time they reached the door of Søderborg’s house, Hyle was giggling. Holding on to Søderborg’s hand while capering through the dark grounds of Haven all the while avoiding detection by the guards was actually very exciting.

 

Søderborg closed the door and locked it behind them. He took Hyle in his arms, kissing her while still breathless from all the running. She paused and looked at him with a mock frown.

 

“So what do you think they would say if they knew you had brought ‘The Cursed Tech Mother of Seeker Troy’ back to your room. Hmm?”. She smirked. He laughed softly, shrugged, then drew breath.

 

“I would imagine they would be a little displeased, But I would just tell them I brought you here to help with my research.” He said, grinning. She pulled back, looking at his smirking face.

 

“Research?” She asked, puzzled.

 

“I am a doctor after all.” He answered authoritatively as he took her in his arms and lifted her gently onto the hall table. “Did I tell you my speciality?”

 

She looked into his gentle eyes “No.”

 

He lifted the hair from the side of her face, leaning closer to her ear.

 

 

“Gynaecology.” He whispered.

 

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Iss eggsackertly wot I said .....    Idd-eee- oot !

Tuki's picture

*Rolls her eyes* Not the old 'I'm a Gyny' line. Soooo studentish.

Erm................ Oops?

Hyle Troy's picture

"huh?

"what..?

" I just thought i heared Tuki... nevermind "

I would rather die peacefully in my sleep, like Grandad, than screaming, like his passengers

Hyle Troy's picture

"One thing, Carsten..."

"What is that, elsker?"

"If I find out you have been comparing medical notes with my daughter........ "

I would rather die peacefully in my sleep, like Grandad, than screaming, like his passengers

Hyle Troy's picture

So, after a few weeks under the good doctor, after numerous house calls, the lavished special attention and his oh so clever hands. It seemed Hyles back problem seemed to been sorted out and she was again in good health, In short, Hyle was back to her 'normal' self.

 

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I would rather die peacefully in my sleep, like Grandad, than screaming, like his passengers

Tuki's picture

*Sighs* That's my Mom, don't ever change. ... I don't have to call him 'uncle' right?

Erm................ Oops?

Hyle Troy's picture

"No, but at least make friends. He has a very good bed-side manner. Maybe he can help out at the clinic some days? I mean what with the baby and all, Oh, you can bring him over on Sunday, I miss the little chap what with being so busy,,, and stuff.. ermm   not to early Sunday, The waffelhus party is Saturday night, maybe you can leave him with Tokyo. You should take time to let your hair down, you do too much.... oh  Jeg elsker dig !  Got to go. Someone at the door..

I would rather die peacefully in my sleep, like Grandad, than screaming, like his passengers

Tuki's picture

*Shakes head slowly and goes back to being amazed horrified by the Tardis like volume of a baby's bowels*

Erm................ Oops?



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