Alex entered the room and approached the bed sitting on the side.  "I'm fine," she assured him.  "Just a few bruises, nothing serious.  I know I've been saying that you needed a vacation for a long time, but this is taking a bit far you know.  I was thinking more along the lines of Jamaica."
 
Derek chuckled and laid his head back "I was thinking more along the lines of your Grandmother Rose's.  The food she cooks.."
 
He made a small motion, as if complimenting a French chef by kissing the tips of his fingers, and tried to hide the grimace that one simple move made  "Philip should be back soon.. he said he wanted to make sure Julia wasn't singing down d'walls and something about Jericho?"
 
Derek then looked at the I.V. he had in his arm and then at Alex with a crooked grin "I thin'k we need to get whatever this is for our medical supplies at d'house."

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