trans_9 | Working Through The Night [Open]

Who: Rory and Molly, Everyone
Where: Med Bay
Summary: Rory takes his daughter to work with him, works on supply lists.
Warnings: None

He had been trying to spend as much time with his daughter as he could, fearing another interruption that would make him miss things or give her time enough to forget him.

For the moment, he was doing an amount of boring bust work that any sane man would have balked at. Surprisingly, the recent events had left much undone.

It had also left an emptier infirmary in its wake.

Molly burbled, half of her hand pushed into her tiny face, bouncing in her chair. She had gotten bigger, and it had only been a month- two?- hard to tell in pod sleep, he had slept and Molly had grown and things had happened.

It would take time to sort it all out again, time to fix things.

He hoped he could fix things. "I doubt that foot tastes very good, little miss Molly, are you sure that's your meal of choice?"

His daughter laughed, reaching for him, and he let her steel his off hand, making faces at the baby and letting himself be distracted from his task.

He needed this too.

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Kang quirked an eyebrow ridge, amused, "Rory, I've told you to not use my title when I'm not on Council business. Don't worry about it; I didn't want to intrude on your family. Hello, Molly." He was afraid to even touch the baby, knowing that he could easily break her. Human young were more delicate than draconian young.

"I'm aware, but she's going to grow up on this ship, she should know these things." He smiled down at the child, relaxed. "Besides, she just thinks you look interesting, at the moment. She hasn't seen anyone like you before. And Kang, a friend visiting to see a new baby is not intruding. We've both just been busy."

Molly chattered in response to the address, giggling at the fact that she'd been talked to at all.

He motioned for Kang to take a seat, going to gather the supplies he would need to tend the injured wing. "How is the rebuilding going? I've been trying to get caught up here and haven't been paying as much attention as I probably should to things."

"She's still young," Kang shrugged, sitting down and frowning slightly. "I was busy with my own daughter as well." At least until she'd been repodded. It was too quiet without her around.

He kept his gaze on Molly, watching her curiously. She wasn't near as mobile as his kind's children were at a month.

"Still very young. I think your species is faster to mature, Molly seems to be following human patterns. From what I've found in Mei-Xing's file, it's likely she will continue that until around puberty. Then we'll be in for a fun ride." He nodded, eyes quietly sympathetic. "How are you?" It couldn't be easy, he couldn't imagine losing Howard or Conner to pod-sleep, much less Molly. The silence would draining, and the pain of not knowing if they were alright, when things like the recent attacks happened would be worse.

Molly peered back, still smiling at him and waving her hands.

"I don't know. Kali isn't much taller than a human child would be at her age, and neither is Grosk. They might slow down once they reach a certain age for all I know."

Kang carefully stretched the wing out for Rory, grimacing a bit at the reflection of the hole in a nearby metal surface. It wouldn't affect gliding too much, but if he'd actually been able to fly... it would have been a hindrance. "At least I know she's alive." He hated being stuck with just Crucible around.

"Initial burst of growth and then a slow down? It seems to make more sense than ours, humans, and elves it seems, are very weak and need constant care as infants and even into toddler stages. Other beings evolved to have more efficient young. I've been looking at a lot of different files to get a better idea of the physiology of some the sentient beings we end up treating. I was only trained for humans, so I'm a bit behind some." He kept his voice calm he checked the wound, wincing faintly. "It looks better than it did, but you really need to try to keep it still. The constant movement is aggravating it and making it take longer to heal."

He nodded, understanding. She was alive, but it didn't make it easier at all to not have her there. "Grosk, too. That's good to know."

Kang snorted softly, "Like I said, I have no idea. There's no telling with our heritage." Smiling wryly, he crossed his arms over his chest and barely suppressed a rustle. "Easier said than done. If we had one of the kapak females around, this'd already be healed."

He paused. "How's Amy doing?"

"Well, you'll just need to write the book on it for the next generation." He frowned at the near rustle. "Don't make me strap your wing, Kang. I wish we had a kapak, then. I'm sure if nothing else they could have managed to force you to comply with doctor's orders."

He smiled. "Good. Busy. We're all busy, it feels like. We've a house in the city now, away from the TARDIS, it seems a little strange. Just this side of normalcy on an alien spaceship."

"You might take that back once you know what they do to heal injuries. They use their saliva," Kang grinned. "That's good to hear. We all need some sort of normalcy around here to keep us sane."

"If it works, I have no objections." It was strange, but he was learning to cope with strange ways of doing thing. "And if it works fast, sign me up. It'll save lives."

He smiled warmly. "Yeah. The little bits keep us from losing it completely. Molly helps."

"You're more open-minded than most humans." It was one of the reasons Kang got along so well with Rory.

"Why is she here with you tonight?"

"I've been places that no human has ever dreamed of being, and lived a very long time. You learn to accept things aren't always going to be the same and the universe doesn't care that you think they should be." He chuckled, finishing the job of tending the injury.

"Amy was busy, and..." He hesitated. "To be honest, with everything that's happened lately, it makes me more comfortable if she's with one of us. I can't protect her from across the ship."

Kang snorted, wincing slightly at the initial sting of the antibiotics. "That's a lesson a bunch of people on this ship need to learn still."

He nodded, "I understand completely."

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