239/240 - Saturday lunchtime onwards

[notcalledlizzie]

After her trip to the clinic, Elizabeth slowly returned to the room, limping.

"Borrowing" pillows off some of the other beds in the room, she placed them on her bed and rested her leg on them, leaning back against her headboard.

Grabbing a bottle of water, she took the recommended dosage of painkillers and settled back with the latest issue of Time


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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Zipped lips, no telling, no thinking about telling," Parker nodded, then shot a look at Kawalsky, and thought, what the hell. "Remember that friend I was worried about a couple weeks ago?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth nodded. "The one you were talking about on the roof that night the dorms were invaded by frogs?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker grinned at the memory involuntarily. "Yeah, him." She smiled. "I heard from him again. He's fine, he's safe, and... uh," she lowered her voice. "He's here. In Fandom."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth smiled happily. "Parker, that's great news," she said. "Is he working here, or what?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Um. Yes." Parker looked around, found something to write with, and, turning bright red, wrote out, He's the bartender at Caritas. And a receptionist at the Fourth Sin then passed it over to Liz.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth looked up at Parker. "Dark haired guy?" she asked, before grabbing the pen and writing, Because if so, I've beeen served by him at Caritas.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker nodded, rolling her eyes. The dork thought it was funny not to tell me where he was. Rory and Zero know. You can tell Frasier and Carter. But no one else. I don't want him to have to leave, he's still in trouble.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth nodded. "Understood. But that's really good news," she said quietly.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker smiled, and crumpled the note. "Yeah, it is," she said, keeping her voice low. "So if you hear me talk about a Jarod, that's him."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth grinned. "Gotcha," she said. "I'm just glad that he's okay."