He had checked the scanners before coming over--Leonard had indeed sequestered himself in his precious medical division, and had apparently waved a hypo at everyone to evacuate them from the deck. Good. A negligible possibility for interference.

Sickbay was clean, quiet, and it had a different edge without its usual personal mingling about. Could one man really maintain its usual strict protocol? Especially if he was occupied?

As he rounded the corner to see his doctor sitting on one of the biobeds, already looking ready to strike, he felt more devious than when he had stepped out of his room with this single goal in mind. "Leonard."