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"I'm fine," she said again, moving to get out of the bed. "Really, I'm alright."

 

"No, I can do it," she insisted, pulling out the IV.

 

"I can do this," she said, turning to look at him. "I'm a medic, or did you forget?!"

 

"I know what I'm doing!" she said angrily, her brows furrowing. "God, Francis, all I'm doing is removing the IV. You went out and smoked a cigarette. We're even!"

 

She felt her blood turn to ice and she blinked.

"Do what?"

 

She fell silent for a moment before speaking.

"I've listened to everyone about this issue, Francis," she said, her voice shaking with emotion. "Every relationship I've ever had, romantic or otherwise has had something to say about it."

 

"I'm fine. I've developed techniques that I use to deal with this."

 

"They've worked so far."

 

"But nothing. I'm fine. You're fine."

 

"Yes. Come on," she said, throwing on her coat. "We're going back to the hotel room."