"Hm." the medic muttered.

"I see." he said.

"Well, I'm sure you know your body better than anyone else." he told her.

"Though, overworking yourself does not help matters." he added.

After a little bit, Sharp returned with Zeke.

"Take her home to rest." Sharp ordered the nephilim.

"Yessir." Zeke responded.

Zeke just nodded, and easily lifted Angela up in his arms.

"Good thing there's a workaround for that." he said.

"Come on." he told her.

"Let's get you home." he finished.

Sharp looked at her, before looking at the medic.

"...all we can do is trust her." the medic told him.

"Hm." Sharp mumbled.

"Oh, believe me, I DO trust her." he assured him, looking over at Angela.

Zeke nodded, and they left. He made his way to a clear area, where he used his mana, and teleported them to her home, appearing in her den.

"Not bad." Zeke said, looking around.

"Not a thing ruffled or out of place." he commented, before starting to carry Angela upstairs.

"You really feel warm." he told her.

"Like you're overheating."

"I would imagine that there were other reasons, too." Zeke muttered as they entered her room and he set her down on her bed.

"Right." he said.

"Couple things." he said further.

"1. Do you want anything? Like a drink or something to munch on or whatever?" he asked.

"2. Where's your laptop?" he then asked. "Sharp told me to tell you to grab it and boot it up when you got home." he explained.

"So wherever it is, I'll grab it for you as well."

"Got it." Zeke replied.

"Be right back." he told her.

"Feel free to... you know, get comfortable or whatever in bed." he then said.

With that, he left her room to get what she requested.

"Do you want more than one!?" she heard him call up.

"Just to have, I mean!" he added.

After she'd said that, she felt a surge of mana in her room, and she saw that her laptop, as well as everything else she'd need with it, had been teleported onto the small table by her bed.

It seemed that Zeke had wanted to get it to her more quickly than the water.

Also, it seemed that Sharp had wanted her to actually boot it up while there... which was odd.

And there was only one way to find out why.

When she did boot it up, she saw she had an email from Sharp, so she opened it and read it.

Angela.

I KNOW you're going to want to return to work before you're ready to. I KNOW it. And I want you to make a decent recovery before you come back. So we'll compromise.

As you know, the Unit it transitioning to making everything paperless, but with the sheer amount of paperwork we have, it's not that easy. However, we've managed to make a lot of the medical wing's paperwork... paperless.

So while you're recovering, you're in charge of the paperless paperwork. And there's a decent backlog to get through, not to mention what WILL be due.

Will that satisfy you? it read.

She received a reply within a minute... as though Sharp had been waiting for the email.

Yes.

The attached files should give you all the access you need.

If you have any problems or questions, and cannot wait for a response, feel free to call me.

-Hal the reply read.

It was at that point, Zeke returned with two water bottles.

"Here you go." he told her, handing her one.

"I did." Zeke replied.

"By the way, I noticed that your front door is borked again." he then said.

"I fixed it before, but I can do it again for you if you want." he offered.

"Oh, and about Liv." he continued.

"Is there anything I can do to make your life easier, regarding her?" he asked.

"Pick her up from school? Help her with anything? Just... anything at all, in general?" he asked further.

Zeke nodded in response.

"Sure thing." he replied.

"Just let me know where to pick her up, exactly, and all the fine details." he told her.

"Oh, and how should I get her home?" he asked.

"Would you prefer I use a vehicle, or is mana transport acceptable?" he asked further, before pausing for a moment.

"And if mana is acceptable, will I need to find an appropriate place, so nobody sees it?"

Zeke nodded.

"Sure thing." he replied.

"I'll make sure Sharp knows." he said, before pausing.

"...though that probably won't be necessary." he then mumbled.

"I'm on reduced call/availability for the duration you're down for the count, so to speak." he told her. "Sharp wanted someone here to make sure things go smoothly around the house for you." he explained.

"And to make sure you don't attempt to sneak back to work." he added with a laugh, showing THAT part was a joke.