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Oh For The Love Of Backdating

WHO: Whiskey and Topher
WHERE:Topher's lab
WHEN: backdated to around the 7th or 8th or 9th.
SUMMARY: Whiskey's come to get her brain scanned
WARNINGS: No?
FORMAT: Whatever!

She'd spent most of the time in her own lab, looking at paperwork from the past five days, reading news reports, catching up on what she'd missed. Anything to keep her mind focused. Focused on staying in one mind, focused off of the fact that her abilities were not working. Not that she'd told Boyd that, or even Cameron. Without her abilities functioning, it was harder to stay...a person.

Or something like that, anyway.

Eventually, however, she made her way to Topher's lab. For a scan, and to see for herself that he was all right.

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Topher was still a bundle of nerves from his "outing" with Bennett. She loved him? Him? That was a bit more than he could handle.

Stepping into his lab he paused and nearly turned around. Whiskey. He'd forgotten about her. She was back and not dead no matter how much his mind tried to remind him she was. Something else he wasn't sure he could handle, but Boyd and Bennett were concerned, so he could do this.

"Cl-Whiskey. Hi."

Staring at him for a moment before speaking. It's harder to focus, now, on how she should be acting. Whether she should mention that...she has no idea. "Topher. Hello."

He notices the hesitation, but that could be for the same reasons Topher hesitated.

Quickly he moved to the console of computers, booting them up and checking the system while he got his thoughts together. Was she angry at him? He knew he blamed himself for what happened, but did she blame him too?

Turning around he found to hard to look her in the face and so took a deep breath and then looked up into her eyes. "I'm sorry."

Oddly enough, considering one of the personalities in her head, she's not angry with him. "It wasn't your fault. You didn't do anything wrong." Watching him still carefully. "I promise. Okay?"

He knit his brows together and thought about that for a moment. She wasn't angry. Of course she hadn't known how much it had been his fault, but having suffered what she did and still not blame him...

Topher nodded and released a breath. "Okay. We're...okay?"

She nods in return. "Yes. We're okay." And yet, a slight frown. "I don't think that I'm okay."

And like that a switch was flipped. They were okay. A piece of his life was back to that line of normalcy he held so dear.

"Right, just take a seat and we'll take a peek inside."

So, she does just that. A seat in the Chair, and sitting back. Closing her eyes, and waiting for the scan.

Topher looked over at her scans as they appeared on screen. Everything looked normal, but he'd have to wait to take a closer look. Before he could switch off the chair something caught his eye.

"What are you trying to tell me little neurons?" A moment of staring and then he was racing around punching buttons and pulling up random scans to compare Whiskey's to. Of course her brain wasn't like these, but the scans of Imports...just there where increased activity was common... A thought and he was pulling up Whiskey's scans prior to her unfortunate death. While comparing the two he pressed the keys to power off the chair.

"Oh, this is new."

She opened her eyes once the scan was complete and watched him. Waiting for him to figure it out, because she trusted that he of all people would. "What's new?"

He takes a moment to look back at her and there's a slight smile in his eyes. "You. I think. These scans are a bit more complicated than back home."

She looks...confused. "But my abilities aren't working. And I can't...it's difficult to keep cohesive."

His face is full of concern as he turns to look at her again forgetting the interesting scans for a moment.

"What do you mean? Whiskey, can I talk to Claire for a bit?"

It takes her longer to call up the personality. A lot longer, honestly. "Topher."

"Claire, Claire I need you to focus. Something is different in your scans. The Import activity is there, but the readings are different. I have no idea what this means, but Whiskey said it's hard for her to stay together." He didn't know what he was asking of Claire. Maybe he was hoping that by informing her she could help hold on because damn if he was going to lose any part of Whiskey!

"Everyone...what there is of everyone is still here. It's just...difficult?"

"Yeah, okay. I can only recommend temporarily pulling some of them and just leaving you, but that could make things worse." He didn't like the idea of Claire being in pieces.

"I don't think that would be a good idea."

He gave a heavy sigh and moved back to the scans. "Give me a day or two to run a deep analysis. I'll send the results to you. You're still reading as an Import, so I'm not convinced your abilities are gone for good."

She nods, pausing. "Don't tell Boyd that they're gone." And another pause. "He'll worry too much."

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