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Title: Band-Aids
Fandom: Numb3rs
Rating: PG
Pairing: Liz/Nikki
Summary: "The EMTs had better things to do than put bandaids on me."
Warnings/Spoilers: Femslash, no spoilers
All Thanks To: My roommate, because.
Disclaimer: None of these characters or their settings belong to me.

"Girl, did you take on a truck?" Nikki yanks her hands away like Liz's skin burned her. Liz's face is sleek and pretty as always, but her back and sides are dappled with purplish bruises.

Liz shrugs, somewhat stiffly. "Rolled down some stairs. Still got him, though."

"Yeah, I'm sure the other guy looks worse." Very lightly, Nikki kisses a scrape down Liz's side. "Real nice of them to let you go home like this."

"The EMTs had better things to do than put bandaids on me." Reaching for her bra, Liz winces.

Nikki reaches up and unhooks it for her. "Nothing's broken?"

Liz tips her head forward, looking at Nikki from beneath lowered eyebrows, but Nikki just folds her arms and waits, until Liz takes some careful deep breaths. "Nothing's broken," she confirms.

"All right, then." Nikki extends a hand, smiling when Liz meshes their fingers. "Come on. I've got all the Band-aids you need."