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NaNoWriMo is done
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NaNoWriMo is keeping me very busy. I have not forgotten you all
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7 yrs ago
My Landlady is insane - my current focus is my living situation. Will reply when possible

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Owen nodded turning back to his work. He was a doctor first and foremost and sometimes that even meant treating people he could not stand.

Ianto was curled up on his mattress with the blankets cocooning his thin body, he had little body fat to keep him warm and the cells were a freezing place for him to be living.
Owen sighed going through his cabinets. He pulled out a bottle and syringe filling it with the brown liquid from the bottle."Give him a shot of this." He handed rhe syringe to Jack.
Owen pulled his gloves off tossing them into the disposal. "If you want him to eat make him eat. He isn't going to listen to me." Owen tightened his fist.
Owen raised an eyebrow. "Oh is this the moment I am supposed to care about the guy who hid his psycho-Cybernetic girlfriend in the basement?"
Owen turned back towards the medical bay carrying the liver. "Sure boss, what do you need?"
Owen was amusing himself by chasing Gwen with the liver of an alien he had been dissecting. "It's going to eat you Gwen!"
Ianto sniffed closing his eyes before settling into the blankets deciding he was done talking to Jack.
The Welshman weakly pulled the covers tighter around his body. "Are you a Doctor now Jack?"
"'M not hungry." Ianto said softly shifting in the bed.
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