[Nick Harper]

1600
Infirmary

He knew injuries were very common, it was his job to help those who got injured, even if it was a little cut. So it should be a normal thing, something he should not but did, look forward to happening in his day to day life. Especially if there was a mission through the gate.  So when Nick got word that Lt. Witwer came back from her teams last mission complaining of her leg hurting, Nick got a little worried. He had grown fond of the little blonde and her stash of cookies, she was feisty and knew how to banter with someone, and people needed friends when this far from home.

By now Witwer had been on "bed rest pending further evaluation" for several days now,  whatever she had done to her leg, it was more serious than the doctors had first thought. Nick pushed the wheelchair down the hallway on the infirmary end of the base, thankfully no one thought anything of it because he was after all a medic who on his down time was often seen working his off hours doing various medical things. Today he had a goal in mind. Reaching the patient room he had been headed towards, he ducked inside without knocking, not wanting to risk one of the doctors seeing him and finding out he was about to interrupt someones bed rest.   "I sure hope you're decent, and if you're not...well my eyes are closed and I did not see anything." Nick quickly said, he did have his eyes close just in case. He was a gentleman after all. "But I am here because bed rest is good to a point, I figured you'd want to go for a roll." he added, eyes still closed. 

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[Billie Jean Witwer]

1600
Infirmary

She sighed as she placed the letter back on the table. Since her admission into the med bay, she had read quite a few of them that were from family and friends. The one she had just placed down was from her best friend Az, a former SGA cadet. From what she had known that Az had been wanting to join her here, apparently SGC had other plans for the AF Officer. Another letter that needed a reply was for Ken. It always amused her that she could hear his voice in her head as she read his letters. A quick letters to her parents, twin and big brother were already replied to.

Taking a bit of her cookie, she was trying to plan a way to make jail break from this boring place. While she had her much needed task done. Billie wanted out of here, at least before she lost the plot. Picking up her coffee, she heard footsteps or she thought she did, heard the voice that belong to Harper, "I'm all decent Harper," she called back as she sipped her dark liquid that in the cup, "I'm always up for a jail break, if that is what you are here for." God, she was starting to sound like Eric Lassard from the police academy movie. At least it wasn't Captain Harris. She was not implying Harper cousin who was a Major and SG Vetern.

Taking a cookie out, "I'll give this as a reward." She held out her precious cookie towards him. He was a great guy and funny to a point.

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[Nick Harper]

1601
Infirmary

Nick slowly cracked one eye opened and looked at her for a second before fully opening his eyes, he was glad to see her doing better. "I just wanted to be sure, not that I have anything wrong with people being naked, I just figured I'd be polite..." he shrugged and walked further into the room. "I'm always up for a jail break, if that is what you are here for."  Nick shrugged again, "And if I'm not here for that?" he asked of course he was here for that reason, he had announced it as he walked into the room.  "I'll give this as a reward." Nick looked from her face to the cookie she held out to him.  He raised a brow as he pretended to contemplate the offer, "Just one cookie?" he asked her, "Figuring what I am doing is kind of breaking the rules and with you going against orders of bed rest....I am am kinda sticking my neck out for you." not giving her a chance to pull the cookie back,  he reached out and quickly took it from her hand,  "I think what I am doing might be worth more than one cookie...what else do you have to offer?" he asked. 

[Billie Jean Witwer]

1601
Infirmary

Billie rose an eyebrow at him, then looked at the wheelchair he was resting his hands on, “So let me get this straight; you come all the way with a wheelchair, you are not going to be using, just to see if I was decent or not?” Yep, the young Lieutenant mused, his CO was rubbing off on him. Calamara had the same problem when she had first met him, he had been channeling the youngest Oxford who was with the program. “You are weird one, Harper. Are we sure that Major Harris is your cousin?” Sometimes she doubted that any of the Oxfords were related.

“I got more in my room,” she added at his question, “I’m trying to ration mine right now.” There were only four more left till someone brought her more. With an sigh she pulled her hand back that had the cookie in it, “I have been cooped up here since they brought me here. I could use some fresh air, you know.” She was hinting him with an excuse to use without outright telling him. If he didn’t get it; men were dense.

“What more do you want me to offer?” she asked, “I can’t recommend you for a promotion, for helping me make a jailbreak from here, now can I?” No, that would have so many people breathing down her neck. Billie mentally shuddered.

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[Nick Harper]

1601
Infirmary


“So let me get this straight; you come all the way with a wheelchair, you are not going to be using, just to see if I was decent or not?” Nick scratched his chin, and nodded, "In my defense, you are in a room that is in the medical part of the base, so it would make sense for someone who is medically qualified to be walking around with a wheelchair." he replied. Though his official position was a combat medic, he had worked before as a fill in when needed in the Infirmary.  “You are weird one, Harper. Are we sure that Major Harris is your cousin?” He nodded again, "The Majors mother is my aunt, my mom was her younger sister. Funny thing though, I did not know she was even involved in the Stargate Program till I joined and came here."

That had been a fun conversation, mostly due to the look of surprise on Kata's face when she saw Nick for the first time. Nick pushed the wheelchair closer to the bed as she kept talking about cookies and how long she had been in the room, "I know how long you've been here, and you're just now rationing cookies? I thought you had an endless supply...or it at least seems like it." he held the cookie she had previously given him out to her, "Now are you going to keep talking about how you wished you had some fresh air, or are you going to take a seat and let me push your cookie loving butt around?" 

[Billie Jean Witwer]

1601
Infirmary

Billie rose an eyebrow at his words, “You really expect me to buy that story, Serge?” Who in their right mind, would go around the Infirmary with an empty wheelchair that had no purpose. The only time she had seen them empty and around was, when they were actually going to be used. She bit into her cookie as she listened, “Small world. If it makes you feel any better, Colonel Oxford, simply threw,” She made motion of throw with her hands, “His brother and cousin into this, like someone diving into the deep end. You didn’t hurt her, did you?” She couldn’t imagine doing this to her own brother. She knew he won’t take it kindly to all this. On the other hand, he would be horrified to see where she was working. SGC didn’t really scream safe heaven.

She grinned, “I don’t have endless supply till my next batch gets here. I’m down to my last two bags. Soon it will be one left.” And took a bite of the one he held, “I’ll give you one bag when it gets here.” Seeing the wheelchair, she moved the table away, and slowly moved towards it, and paused and glared at him, “I surely hope you have not been eyeing my butt. Otherwise you will be kissing the sand.”

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[Nick Harper]

1602
Infirmary

Nick shook his head when she asked if he had hurt Kata after ending up in the SG program, "God no, that woman could easily kick me ass, especially after all the stuff she had been through out here." he knew better than to test the seasoned fighter pilot, she could handle her own in a fight. “I don’t have endless supply till my next batch gets here. I’m down to my last two bags. Soon it will be one left.” he gave her a shocked look, "Oh what ever will we do if you run out before then!?" he asked with a smirk, when she offered one to him he grinned, "I would appreciate it." he replied. 

As she moved the table to get up he moved closer to the bed as to be ready to help her if needed, “I surely hope you have not been eyeing my butt. Otherwise you will be kissing the sand." he fought to keep from glancing at the mentioned area, of course he had glanced at her posterior from time to time but that was when he was sure that she would not see. "Lt. Witwer, I am a professional and a gentleman, and I happen to be smart enough to not admit to doing that...if I even was to do such a thing." he told her. 

[Billie Jean Witwer]

1602
Infirmary

A snicker escaped before she could stop it, “Hard to imagine you getting your butt handed to you, by her. I mean you pretty much tower over everyone.” Including the Admiral. Come to think of it, he towered over everyone expect Colonel Oxford, who was more or less was the same height as Harper.

“Dealing with cookie withdrawal,” she stated it flatly, “I hope it doesn’t take that long.” Or otherwise things were not going to be very pleasant if she had no cookies for few days. And sugar crash was not going to be fun.

Gently, balancing her weight, she shot him a look. “And a typical male, Harper.” She added, “But also dumb enough to indirectly admit to it.” She slowly moved to the wheelchair. His chest was pretty in your face deal, avoiding it was hard, when one much shorter than him.

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