Night in the Emergency Room (Morgan/Kirle)

[clementine]

"Every damn night." Morgan smirked, liking the doctor's sexy comebacks. If only his legs would work then he'd really be in business.

[praiseofblood]

"Well then keep wishing, rookie." Kirle said with a shake of his head, making a note to not EVER mix the male's medication.

[clementine]

"Oh, don't be shy." Morgan teased. "I'll be real gentle with yah, so no worries."

[praiseofblood]

"Says the male that is 1) a tiny little bearer and 2) incapable of moving any of his limbs. I'm sure." Kirle said with a roll of his green eyes. "If you're done babbling, I'll be taking my leave." he said to the male.

[clementine]

"I am not tiny!" Morgan huffed, though it lacked any real sting. "And I so can--hey wait. Where's my brother?" He asked in a sudden panic, looking around and expecting to see Oliver in the room. "I remember something about him being here. Is he alright?"

[praiseofblood]

"He is fine. Calm down. All four of them were here earlier this morning. He's with my little brother and his friends--they've been playing together a lot for the past few weeks." Kirle said, looking at the male.

[clementine]

Morgan calmed with a visible sigh of relief. "That's good." He replied. "Don't let him bug you too much." The cop added, eyes fluttering shut. "Oli can get kind of clingy."

[praiseofblood]

Kirle nodded. "Rest now. I'll send someone in with your bath." he said, before leaving the room. He stopped a passing nurse and told him to give the male a sponge bath and change his pans out and such, before going to make his rounds.

[clementine]

"Mhm." Came the noncommittal noise. Morgan was already conked by the time the nurse came in to wash him, not even aware that his body was being washed gently clean. It didn't matter now if the nurse was hot or not.

[praiseofblood]

Things continued this way for the next couple of weeks. Morgan gradually gained the use of his limbs again, and he was mouthing off more than ever. Oliver was estatic that his brother was ok, and came in everyday, just about. Kirle had grown oddly used to the brothers, and could even say that he halfway enjoyed bickering with the (attractive?!) male.

[clementine]

Morgan laughed at something Oliver had said. The two were sitting in the hospital bed, sharing a try of food. "Say ah!" The rookie cooed at his brother and Oliver readily complied, opening his mouth cutely for the spoonful of pudding.

"Mmmh!" The child gushed, licking his lips as he brother laughed again.

[praiseofblood]

Kirle entered the room, smiling slightly at the cute scene before them. "You're a horrible role model, subjecting that poor boy to hospital food." he said, looking at the males. He looked at Morgan and Oliver before coming in, and beginning to check Morgan up.

[clementine]

"Dr. Kirle!" Oliver shrieked happily and bound off the bed to hug the doctor around the waist. "Hi!" The child beamed.

"Don't pester Oli." Morgan said, reaching for the boy. "And it's pudding. That's something impossible to mess up." The rookie, squirmed out of bed to stand, wavering slightly. He still felt the weird sensation of pins and needles ever time he stood. He hoped it wasn't permanent.

"See Doc, I can stand. Can I go home yet?" He asked, letting Kirle check him over. God the doctor smelled great.

[praiseofblood]

Kirle looked at the male and rose a brow, placing a hand on his chest and making him sit. He tapped a reflex hammer against Morgan's leg and got a delayed reaction. "No." he answered plainly before patting Oli's head. "Though you can start wearing regular clothes. You start physical therapy tomorrow."Kirle said, before taking out the hair tie that bound his hair and retying the black locks back, They had begun to fall into his face again.

"Your motor skills and such seem to be coming back nicely, no brain damage, your lacerations have all but healed. Now we're just waiting for your muscle mass and nervous system to get back up to speed." he said before scribbling on his chart a bit more. "And that's it." he said, before heading for the door. "I'll be back around later."

[clementine]

Morgan had pretty much stopped listening at "physical therapy." He was too busy watching the way Kirl's black hair feather around his face before he pulled it back into a ponytail. The rookie licked his lower lip, wondering what it would be like to rub his face in the stuff.

To his horror, he realized he was purring softly and immediately stopped the stupid noise, making Oliver giggle. "Big brother's happy." The child teased before hugging Kirle one last time before jumping back into his brother's lap. "Bye Dr. Kirle." He waved.