083 // waking up [VOICE]

[thatlibbychick]

[Judas transferred some of his blood into Libby while it still contained healing nanomites. They were weaker for her, and self-terminated only a few hours later, but slightly accelerated her recovery to the point where she's regaining consciousness today. She can be heard groaning, and then her breath catches in her throat. She's touched her face and found the gouges to still be there--healing slowly, but there.]

I...

[She makes a pained noise. Yep, she just prodded at her stomach LIKE A BOSS. Smart.]

I didn't die. Why...?

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[toldastory]

[When Libby managed to smile, Martha moved closer to her, and then when her hand was taken, Martha gave her fingers a little squeeze.] Jack did most of it. He's an incredibly skilled surgeon, and it makes me feel much better about the infirmary.

[And it did, really.]

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[Libby goes quiet and pensive for a moment.]

I wonder if he would have been able to save me on the island, with the right equipment.

[She sounds sad, but not overly so. She was cheated out of the rest of her life, but still has her happy ending.]

[toldastory]

[Martha considered for a moment, then she hooked her foot around a stool and dragged it over toward Libby's bed, sitting on it and watching Libby. There's a sad smile and another squeeze of her hand.]

I bet he would have; he did brilliantly here.

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[And of course, Libby squeezes her hand back.]

So did you. He couldn't have done it alone, Martha.