When Trane had finished adjusting the bomb control, Scott headed straight for the medicenter.
His timing could not have been better. Donna was awake when he got there, and Beauchamp had just finished removing the casts from her left arm and right leg.
"Free at last!" Beaming, Donna turned her hand and wiggled her fingers. "I was starting to think they'd never come off."
"Nevertheless, you must still be gentle," said Beauchamp. "You still have some healing to do."
"May I take her for a spin down the hall, though?" asked Scott. "Just to get some fresh air and a change of scenery?"
Beauchamp pursed her lips and gave him a cautionary look from the corner of her eye. "You may, but only if you promise to be very careful. I do not think she would be pleased if you bumped her into a wa
