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and ran it over the cuts on his stomach and any
other shallow wounds she could see. When they were closed, she
carefully removed his trousers and boots, leaving him in only his
underwear. She blushed when she remembered when they’d last been in
this room together and then forced those thoughts out of her head.
It wouldn’t do to get distracted now. She had to focus so she could
save him. One mistake could cost him his knee. If they had to
replace it, it would be months before he would be allowed to return
to duty. He’d miss his chance to enter the pilot academy. She knew
how important that was to him, and how important it was that he
entered there as just another soldier. No doubt his parents could
get him in at any point in the course if he missed the start, but
it wouldn’t be what Remi wanted. He wanted to be treated as a
normal soldier. Normal soldiers couldn’t jump in mid-way through a
course.

    Healing the smaller cuts
on his legs, she paused briefly at his knee to check on it. The
wound was deep enough to reveal bone. It needed to be healed
quickly to avoid more blood loss or permanent damage. She placed
the skin healer down and picked up the next device. The instant she
ran the blue beam over his knee, the bone began to disappear, his
flesh knitting back together. It wasn’t a perfect solution, but the
blood vessels and muscles would heal given a few weeks
rest.

    She stifled a yawn as the
hours drew on and she stood holding the device. It was slow work
and she was beginning to tire. There were still another two wounds
to fix. She glanced at them, checking they weren’t bleeding, and
then looked up at his face. It was ashen. The image of his body on
the monitor said he was stable, but the sight of him so pale and
drawn made her worry. The device in her hands beeped and she looked
down to see that it had finished its job. She applied some salve to
his knee and then bandaged it.

    Another hour and she’d
healed the wound on his other leg and his upper arm. She placed the
device down, dragged a stool over, and slumped onto it, ready to
collapse.

    Her fingers smoothed the
hair from his forehead, stroking it gently. The medication would
keep him asleep for a few hours more yet and then she’d give him
another dose. The hall outside her office had gone quiet. She
leaned over and pressed a kiss to Remi’s lips, and then folded her
arms on the table beside him and rested her head on them. She
wanted to keep an eye on him but it was impossible to keep them
open. Closing her eyes, she yawned and drifted away.

    ***

    Remi frowned and then
internally grimaced when he tried to move and found he couldn’t. He
focused, feeling groggy and weak, and tried to figure out what was
happening. Slowly, feeling in his hands and feet returned. Pain
burned in his knee and his right arm. He swallowed it and blinked
his eyes open. The lights were too bright. He squinted and then
smiled inside when the fuzzy shape of Emmanuelle gradually came
into focus.

    She leaned over him,
running the healing device over something. His knee. Now that his
head was clearing, he could feel the warm tickle of the red beam
over his skin.

    It gradually turned from a
warm tickle to a burning pain.

    He grimaced and flexed his
fingers into fists.

    “ Keep still,”
she whispered, voice soothing and gentle as always. It warmed his
heart to hear the concern and affection in it.

    She put the device down on
the table near his feet and walked up to him. His eyes followed her
every move and he frowned when she picked up an injection gun and
loaded it with a clear liquid.

    “ Don’t knock me
out again,” he croaked, throat parched and sore.

    She smiled and her grey
eyes shone with it. Her fingers brushed his forehead and he closed
his eyes at the calming touch.

    “ It’s only a
painkiller,” she said and he flinched when she shot the injection
into his neck.

    The whole world suddenly
seemed more hazy and warm. He looked up at her, smiling