I heard the bathroom door open and turned to see her enter the bedroom, freshly showered, and wrapped only in a towel. I just know my eyes were wide a... the sight before me.She looked at me and said, "I saw you looking down my blouse, Tommy," as I thought that I had been caught and was now in big, big trouble and that she would tell my mom."I think we had better have a little talk, Tommy, come over here," and she motioned me to her as I came forward, eyes, looking down, not knowing what to. A long time later, and she was not certain just how long, she was shaken from the hazy half sleep she had drifted into, by the door slowly opening. She held her breath and gasped as she saw the Negress suddenly outlined menacingly in the door frame. There was an arrogant, self satisfied look on her face as she gazed down at the helplessly bound Susan. It was a long time before she spoke."I tole ya," she laughed evilly, puffing on the cigarette she held in her hand.Susan mustered up her courage. "Nurse Chapel?" Spock said in a low voice as he opened his eyes.Christine didn't say a word as he sat up on the edge of the bed. His lack of clothing in no way detracted from his bearing. In fact it enhanced it, since even in his weakened state, the strength of his body was evident. His eyes drifted from her face to the medical instrument she held."Calnizine." She replied to his unasked question."Then you know?" He asked."I encountered it once before, a long time ago." Was the reply.With that. I turned south and found myself at the hospital. I checked my watch and headed in the main entrance. I went up to Al’s office to see if he was available. He was out, but Victoria said she could have him paged. I debated internally and then asked her to do that. About ten minutes later we were sitting in his office.“Sorry to take you away from what you were doing.”“Budget review. I’d much rather talk to you!”“Budget review?”“For Residents. Remember that starts in June.”“The Match is in March! I.