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Eve and Dean glanced at the patients around them, most of them helping to set up the large Christmas tree in the middle of the common room.
"We need to get into the infirmary." Eve started quietly, the woman putting out her cigarette in the ashtray on the table in front of the two. "Kit's there."
Dean nodded as he leant forward. "Alright, what's our distraction?"
"I'll punch you." Eve started as she glanced at Dean, the man frowning at her at the words.
At his expression, Eve continued. "Dean, come on."
"Fine." Dean sighed, the man gesturing for her to continue.
"Then you'll punch me, Sister Mary Eunice will see, and get a guard to take us to the infirmary." Eve finished in a hushed tone. "But we have to make it believable, so you have to hit me hard, okay?"
Dean's expression shifted into one of incredulity. "Eve, I am not hitting you."
"You have to." Eve replied simply.
"No, I'm not hitting you." Dean scoffed.
"Fine, I'll just get someone else to hit me, then." Eve shrugged, the woman standing up and beginning to walk away, Dean widening his eyes, as he knew another patient wouldn't go easy on her.
"Eve!" Dean exclaimed, Eve turning around to face him at the sound of her name.
As she did so, Dean roughly punched her in the jaw, Eve holding her cheek in pain as her head sharply turned in the direction of the punch, the woman groaning a little as she tasted blood.
Dean looked at her apologetically, Eve punching him back, Dean groaning as he held his cheek in pain.
"Hey, what's goin' on here?!" Frank yelled as both him and Sister Mary Eunice approached the two quickly.
"Take them to the infirmary." Sister Mary Eunice spoke to Frank, the guard nodding as he grabbed their arms and began to drag them to the infirmary, Eve and Dean sharing a glance, the two hiding their smirks.
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Eve furrowed her eyebrows as she noticed Lana on one of the beds just further away from hers.
She stood up and went to Dean's bed, the woman gesturing to Lana, Dean raising his eyebrows as he glanced in the direction Eve was gesturing to.
