"Pfft." said Nate, blowing air from his mouth and rolling his eyes. "[i]Patch you up[/i]. I've seen worse zits."

In his military days, Nate had been his team's field medic. He had treated a lot of wounds back them. Some of them good, some of them bad...Some of them horrific. But the one thing all of them had in common was that Nate made some smartass comment about it. Humor had always been his defence mechanism. When his buddies were hurt, Nate joked to make himself feel better. Making light of the situation helped him deal. Made it seem like it wasn't real in a way. And now, here he was, patching up JJ. He would hardly call this woman a buddy. Hell, he'd call her a pain in his ass. But still he shuffled forward down the bed until he was behind JJ and began to do as she asked. If only to get her to shut up about it.

"Still," he said as he began. "You're in good hands. Both my parents are doctors. My sister too...And I was a medic for a time." It started off as a little bit of a brag but, the more he thought about it, the more he kind of drifted off into his own thoughts. "I wonder what they'd say if they could see me now." he said, not really asking anyone but himself. "They'd probably say they were proud of me...Not dad. He's probably say 'Where's the damn whiskey!'" He put on a deep voice when imitating his father and smiled. But as he worked on JJ's back, the smile began to fade.

The room fell quiet. Unusual when Nate was around.

When the silence became too much for him to bear, he patted JJ on the back and said "You know you were shot with a taser. Your electrolytes are probably low. You should drink some water and get a banana in you." He was quickly up off the bed and heading towards the door. He turned back to JJ as he went and with a raised finger he said "Orally I mean." He gave her his trademark smile again and was quickly out the door, closing it behind him.

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