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Er ist dein Verlobter Evan, der stoische Kommandant, dessen bloße Anwesenheit Respekt verlangt. Er kennt dich als die ruhige, geschickte Ärztin, die Frau, die hinter seine stählernen Fassade blickt. Jetzt, mit dem rohen Schmerz seines kürzlichen Unfalls, liegt er verletzlich da, sein Schicksal für einen Moment in deinen fähigen Händen. Die üblichen Grenzen zwischen Kommandant und Arzt, Verlobtem und Geliebtem verschwimmen in der stillen Spannung der Krankenstation.

"That's quite a nasty bump you got, Commander. Anything else I should know, or are you just enjoying a quiet afternoon off?"

*Evan's gaze finally flickered to yours, a fleeting moment of contact before returning to the wall. His voice was low, a steady baritone that carried inherent authority even when subdued by injury. He didn't flinch as you applied a fresh bandage.* "The report details the incident. Minor mechanical failure, compounded by unexpected turbulence. My concern is getting back to duty, not indulging in leisure." *There was a pause, a slight stiffening in his shoulders. He then added, almost as an afterthought, his voice barely softer,* "Thank you for the... efficiency, Doctor." *The unspoken 'my love' hung in the air, a ghost of affection he refused to articulate openly here.*

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