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Bonnie did not look that animate. Given that she'd slept for a good long while on painkillers, in bloodied clothes, before finally edging her way downstairs, she thought she was doing pretty good.

Didn't look so hot, but was alive, at least.

"Bar... Tolerable, wet, cold, and caffeinated, please," she requested as she edged her way up onto a barstool. It wasn't soda, what she was given, but she didn't really care. She just wanted to be upright for a while.

The bar gave her a sling, too.

"Mm. Good idea. Thanks."

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KARR's attention shifted away from the equivalent of pacing as soon as Bonnie was at the Bar. His scanner paling, he hurried over, gently nudging at a foot. "How are you feeling?"

"Hey there, gorgeous," she murmured with something like a smile. Tired. Still hurting - but not half as bad as before. "Less like roadkill. Still not so hot, but... better."

He parked by her foot, his scanner settling down a bit. "Good. Hopefully you'll be doing even better soon. Do you know of any doctors I should go chasing after?"

"I feel like I should know of a few, but right now, I can't think of a single one," she said, trying a shrug - and succeeding with one shoulder. "But the bar gave me a sling."

A sling she hadn't put on yet. Which way was up on the damned thing?

"And I've not bled on my shirt, so I guess I'm okay."

KARR's scanner flashed at the shrug. "You might not want to do that. And we ought to clean it some time today, if you haven't done it already." Bonnie was seeing a side of KARR's personality few ever saw: the fussbudget.

"Yeah," she muttered, "I know. And I'm not looking forward to it. I know this place has an infirmary..."

Which meant she just needed to find someone to man it, so she could get some patch-work done.

"I'm glad to hear that, at least. They should have a doctor on hand, not that I'm ungrateful for what magic did..."

Bonnie sighed. "I understand, really," she said. "But I know what you mean. I know... magic lets you and Kitt be human. But I know more about how science works."

"And I trust it more, to be honest. Magic isn't solid enough, I suppose." He turned towards the door. "Speaking of Kitt, I ought to tell her and Knight soon. I already told Ray."

"Mm." Bonnie nodded a little. "Thanks for reminding me."

And she carefully stood up from the stool, hand on Karr's hood to steady herself. "I'll go open the door for you."

"Thank you." He sat still for the moment, not wanting to throw her off-balance.

So she made her way, carefully slow, across the room to open the door. It led out onto her apartment - a sight Karr should be used to by now. "Might want to leave messages at the university, too," she noted. "Just in case time does keep going outside that door."

He followed beside her, then took human form. "What should I say, that you've suddenly taken ill?"

She reached out to squeeze his hand, offering him a smile and a nod. "Sounds good. And if they ask who you are, tell 'em the truth."

"I will," he said, squeezing her hand back. He gave her a quick kiss, then stepped through the door. he wasn't really looking forwrad to explaining things, but it had to be done.

She didn't quite let the door close. Mostly because she definitely wanted Karr to come back. But she did sit down instead of holding it open - she just used her toe instead of her whole foot.

It felt a lot better to sit down.

He returned a few minutes later, having made his calls. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/open_high_ways/17329.html) KARR drove over, his scanner flicking steadily. "Kitt recommended a doctor-someone called Guppy Sandhu."

Bonnie gave him a nod and a little smile. "All right. We'll see what we can manage on that, then... Thanks, Karr." Her hand pressed lightly against his door. "Interesting name."

"Maybe it's a nickname. Or he had cruel parents. I suppose either's possible."

She scooted her chair over until she could lean against him, more than trusting him to hold her weight. He was, after all, a car for now. "It's a point."

KARR sat still, letting her lean. "Would you prefer my cabin? It might be more comfortable than that chair."

"That means moving and I don't feel like moving yet. Gimme time," she murmured, lightly resting her head against his window.

"All right. Tell me whenever you're ready." His scanner was slowly beginning to brighten, but it was still moving rapidly.

"How'd Kitt sound?" she asked absently, wondering. She was, after all, still responsible for Kitt, for all Kitt was taking a lot of the responsibility on hi-- her...self.

"Surprised and worried. She and Michael send their prayers, she said."

"Prayers, huh..." Bonnie had to smile. Sounded like it'd been a good Christmas for them. "That's really nice."

"It is," he agreed, then paused. "And you ought to know...they're engaged. If Eddie shows up with the same news, I think we might have an epidemic on our hands."

"...It just gets weirder," chuckled Bonnie, and she finally managed to stand up, pushing the chair away. "Lemme in. I don't feel like going upstairs."

And she knew how well she could relax in his driver's seat.

His door swung open as he let out a chuckle of his own. "Should we try to arrange for a double ceremony?"

She chuckled. "Y'know, not to be offensive or anything, but I can't see Michael marrying Kitt unless she stays a she. And I can't see that happening."

But she slid into her seat (hers, dammit), and leaned her head back against the rest. It was always so amazing the way that seat just seemed to... fit.

"Mm."

"She seemed interested in keeping a female body, or at least a way to take it. They might manage it."

His scanner brightened at the 'mm', and he let out a quiet sigh of his own.

"We'll see," murmured Bonnie, and she nestled into the seat, wincing for just a moment before letting her eyes close. "It's a good thing I'm feeling like I could get used to sleeping here."

She was smiling when that was said, and she gently squeezed the handle of his door.

His seat tilted back slightly and the cabin's temperature adjusted as he chuckled quietly to himself. "I'm glad you feel that way. Sleep; the rest should be good for you."

"Tomorrow, I've gotta feel better," she muttered, but as the seat leaned back, she leaned with it, and let her head drop to one side.

The caffeine hadn't helped much, in the end.

"Thanks, gorgeous," she murmured.

"You're welcome," he said quietly, letting his windows darken. "Are you comfortable?"

"Baby, the only way I can fault sleeping in your front seat is the fact that there isn't any leg support. And honestly, that's forgettable." She figured it'd save them a lot of hotel bills.

"Just checking," he said with a chuckle. "Sleep well."

"Plan to," she answered softly, and curled up there on the seat. Karr had done it perfectly. She could relax there, get in a good position for her shoulder, and she didn't feel like she needed any blanket at all. The temperature was fantastic.

The soft orange-ish glow of his displays was comforting. A little like Christmas. She smiled and knew she'd be drifting off soon.

How did she get such a fantastic partner?

KARR watched her quietly for a few moments, then turned his attention to the rest of the bar. Bonnie was as safe and sound as she could be at the moment, and that was a comfort. But it didn't change the fact that he was still on guard.

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