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Phoebe and Tim had enjoyed the few days off of work. Relishing the freedom to sleep in, watch their favorite tv- shows, and take Beau out on walks. It was nice not to have the demanding stressful job to worry about and consume her day. She needed the mental break to recuperate before returning to work. As the days went by Phoebe had felt better with the occasional nausea and fatigue returning here and there. She was relieved to feel better knowing it was only from over working herself.
Phoebe sat at the small table in her sunlit kitchen, the faint hum of the coffee maker blending with the morning birdsong filtering through the open window. The smell of crispy bacon and scrambled eggs wafted through the air, creating an inviting atmosphere that almost melted away the lingering apprehension from the past two days. Tim had taken care of everything while she'd taken her brief hiatus.
She glanced down at her phone, its screen illuminating the face of Sergeant Grey as she opened the latest email sent just moments before.
"Hey, you okay?" Tim called from the kitchen, his voice laced with warmth and concern as he placed a perfectly cautious plate in front of her. The eggs, although golden and fluffy, began to congeal in her mind, and just the sight of them made her stomach churn slightly.
"Yeah, Sergeant Grey wants to have briefing outside this morning" She picked up her fork but her thoughts were too occupied with the email.
Tim nods his head sitting on the side of her "Maybe, he's trying something new" he suggests as he takes a bite of his food. Phoebe nods and looks down at her plate the smell of the eggs, usually recorded in her mind as a comfort, felt foreign now, twisting her stomach tight. Tim looks over at her with concern as he sees her not eating "Is everything okay?" He asks. Phoebe nods her head "It smells amazing, Tim. Really." She starts off "For some reason I'm not hungry this morning. Still feeling a little queasy. I think the stress of everything took a toll on my body" she says as she tries to take a bite of her bacon. Tim nods his head in agreement "That could be it. But, I think you should see a doctor if you're not feeling better." He suggests taking a sip of coffee.
Phoebe nods her head "Don't worry, I will"
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The air was thick with anticipation as Sergeant Grey stood at the front, his commanding presence drawing the attention of his team. They gathered in a loose circle around him, their uniforms crisp and their expressions attentive. Each face reflected a unique mixture of eagerness and apprehension, but none more so than Phoebe's.
