Drabble -House Call by Christine

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However the original author still owns this story. Should they reconnect with the fandom at some point, we will naturally respect whatever they want to do with their story.

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Murdoch looked up at the sound of footsteps, a question in his eyes.

“He’ll be fine, his brother’s sitting with him. Keep him in bed for as long as you can, then, well you know how he is.”

Murdoch sighed as he poured hot coffee and handed it to the doctor. “I don’t know what we’d do without you Sam.”

Sam sat wearily on the chair by Murdoch’s desk and sipped the coffee, looking up with a smile. “Murdoch, with your sons it’s a good thing that all I ever wanted was to be good at my trade.”

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