Rogue had taken her time finishing her cake, enjoying every last morsel of it because after the next few days, who knew when she might be able to have sweet, delicious chocolate again? Even when she'd nearly licked the plate clean, she stayed sitting at the table, having finally found just the right position for sitting that made breathing almost bearable. In the end, the only thing that made her move was the realization that the Tylenol was beginning to wear off and she'd need to make her own trip to the hospital for another dose.

She'd gotten halfway there when she ran into Dr. Beckett, who'd been on the way to meet her himself. Rogue took the tiny paper cup of pills with a grateful smile and promised to check in with Carson again in the morning.

Rogue had nearly forgotten Todd's parting words when she spotted the marine outside his door. Well, he had extended the offer... She rang the equivalent of an Atlantis doorbell and when the door swished open, she asked with a cheeky grin, "You weren't sleeping yet, right?"