NOLAN

I woke up hearing sounds coming from the kitchen. At first I thought I was dreaming until my eyes were fully open and the sounds became distinct.

Oh, she was awake...and what were those sounds? Was she throwing up or what?

"Doc," I called out, sitting up on the sofa, and stretching my body... Damn, sleeping on this sofa really dealt with my muscles.

The sound coming from the kitchen stopped abruptly and continued almost immediately.

"Doctor Harrington," I was already out of the sofa and going towards the kitchen when I heard something like a scramble and probably her running back to her room quietly.

I wondered why...