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| Scene Title | The Doctor Is In |
|---|---|
| Synopsis | Back from her sabbatical, Claudine meets with Len who's got issues of his own to deal with. |
| Date | October 20, 2009 |
Fort Hero: Claudine's Office
Claudine's new office at Fort Hero. It's different. Of course, she just finished her residency so she's all certified and everything and doesn't have to work at AECOM anymore, which is a good thing. She can focus on her duties with the Company, and as such, she's fixing up her office. She's making it a little more homey, adding a few plants here and there, a few soothing pieces of artwork and thelike. Meanwhile, the Firebird Suite plays softly in the background..
It's been a rough couple of weeks for Len Denton and hearing that Doc Salonga is back after her sabbatical, perhaps it's time to check in with considering the Mail Express envelope he received yesterday from the courthouse in Sweetwater, Texas. That envelope is tucked under his arm as he walks to the doorway and gives it a sturdy cowboy knock as he peers into the office.
"Come in, Mr. Denton.."
Wha! She's not facing that direction. But telepath, and an experienced one. RIght. Claudine slowly turns around as she eases on down in her brand new and fancy leather psychiatrist's couch, motioning for him to take a seat anywhere. Her office has more than one couch to make people a bit more comfortable afterall.
"How can I help you?" she asks curiously.
Len's been around long enough that those types of things are common place, so he doesn't even comment, except to say, "It's about time you got back, Doc." He plops himself down onto one of the couch, though he more sits, not really interested in lying down. He sets the envelope on the table and leans back. "Considering your counterpart has been doc-napped, I'm glad you're here. Hopefully you'll be able to pick up the slack until we can get her back." He's not really avoiding talking about what's going on with /him/, per say. Just delaying the inevitable.
"Mmhmm.."
She says, her eyes darting towards the envelope as she picks it up. Surely if he brought it, then she can read it, or something like that, right? Claudine idly runs her fingers through her hair as she crosses her legs to get a tad bit more comfortable.
"Well, what do you need done?"
Len doesn't seem to mind her picking them up. Once she starts to leaf through the pages, she'll see that it's public record that his divorce was finalized. This has been a sore spot for the cowboy since his wife, ex-wife initiated the paperwork. "Doc, not entirely sure how I feel about all of this, but seems that my divorce is finalized. With Minea Dahl's death, Bella Sheridan's kidnapping, being possessed and this Humanis First shit, I just am having a hard time wrapping my head around it all."
"I think I'm starting to wonder if I'm getting too old for this shit."
"You know that could be the case. You've been with the company for how long now?" she asks curiously, her brows furrowed as she hrmms and heads over to her file cabinet to put it there to keep on file. She wrinkles her nose and peers backtowards him. "And it's understandable, you've been through a lot. One of the reasons I concentrated on finishing my residency was because I couldn't catch up with it all. The world is in a state of flux right now, nothing is really stable. It's easy to feel like you're getting lost or to truly wrap your head around it."
"I'll be 40 in about a year. The cowboy in me likes to think that I can keep up with the young folk, but my body tells me otherwise." That might not be the entirity of it. "I've been doing this for 10 years, and cop work before that for 10 before that. It's cost me my marriage and really any sort of life outside of this." Len glances up at the doctor across from him. "I've met someone, and I'm looking at all these things I've missed and wondering if it's all worth it."
"If you don't think it's worth it, then move on. We can always move on, and for someone who has served the Company for quite some time, I trust that Mrs. Petrelli will not begrudge you for leaving. In fact she'd probably give you a nice retirement party.." Claudine replies with a subdued smile.
"That's all nice and good.." Len starts, then pauses to consider his words. "This is all I've done. Since I became an adult. I have no clue what I would do outside of this." He gives a soft shrug and smirks. "It's not really one of those jobs that you can just walk away from. I'm not sure what the answer is. Right now, I'm just very angry and tired and frustrated. I have things that are unfinished, that need to be taken care of. I need to find Dahl's killer, find Doc Sheridan and take care of a certain dwarf. Then perhaps I can consider walking away, if they even give me that option."
"Better you walk away then be an agent filled with ennui. Then you would become a liability instead of an asset." Claudine says cooly and calmly. She lets out a soft chuckle underher breath and hrmms for a few moments. "Is it really hard to find my unevolved counterpart and Dahl's killer? We have talented evolved agents who can surely do it easily."
Len smirks at that. "Apparantly so. I've got all my agents stretched as far as they'll go. I've had to take these two on myself. I've narrowed down Dahl's killer and Sheridan's kidnapper to possible the same person. It's just a matter of finding that person. Of course, if you and your talent has any information for me.."
"I'd need to see people whom you suspect for information. I'm a telepath, not a clairvoyant.." she says with a soft chuckle of amusement under her breath.
Len stands and retrieves his paperwork. "Well, not much help to me there, Doc." He dips his head down. "Thanks for the chat. You've given me some stuff to think about. If you hear anything at all from the underworld about your cohort, please give me a ring." Len heads for the exit and stops to turn back, "Nice to see you back, Doc."