My Blood Type is Coffee (Sixteen)

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Sitting in the waiting room, Sonny watched as Jack paced back and forth in front of her. It was like watching a professional tennis match and Jack was that fuzzy little green ball. Calling out to her, Sonny waited until the woman looked her way before she recommended that she take a seat. Announcing that she would in just a few minutes (which was the same answer she gave the last three times Sonny informed her to sit) Jack returned to her pacing, quickly running a hand through hair so disheveled that it would make Medusa look as though she just emerged from a beauty salon.

Releasing a soft sigh, Sonny noticed a stack of magazines on the small round glass table located next to her chair. Leafing through them, she picked up a Better Homes and Gardens magazine and began to search through it for something to read. Finding it rather difficult to concentrate, Sonny tossed the magazine back on the table before turning her attention back to the pacing tennis - Jack.

"Jack... honey, come here," Sonny said, unaware of the endearment she had just used. Offering a hand to the anxious woman, she watched as Jack slowly took it and allowed herself to be pulled over. When Sonny indicated for her to sit, she did so without comment, beginning to drum the fingertips of her empty hand on the arm of the chair. Still holding her left hand, Sonny reached over with her left and briefly placed it over Jack's right, stopping the tapping. Lifting her hand, Sonny was pleased to notice that it stayed still.

Glancing toward her watch, Jack let out a loud breath, starting to tap her feet on the floor. She missed when Sonny shook her head. "When are they going to give us some information?" Jack nearly shouted as she stared at Sonny, as though the younger woman could give her the answers she so desperately sought. "I'm going crazy here."

Yes, I know you are, Sonny thought, giving Jack's hand a light squeeze. "They're still operating on her Jack, but I'm sure we'll learn something soon. I know it's hard to do because it's your little sister in there, but please try to remain as calm as you possibly can."

Jack let out a long sigh as she leaned her head against the wall directly behind them. "Sonny, that is easier said than done," she replied quietly.

She squeezed the woman's hand again, smiling slightly as Jack returned it. "I know. She'll be all right," Sonny remarked as she looked into Jack's eyes, trying to reassure her. "I have faith that she will be."

Leaning toward her, Jack kissed the other woman's cheek. "Thanks for those words, Sonny. And thank you for being here. I might be acting totally out of control if it wasn't for your presence. Harassing people...threatening people...kicking furniture..."

"Whew! Glad I came to keep you in line then." Sonny winked at her, earning a genuine smile.

Both women fell silent as they waited for any update on Chloe's condition. Glancing at a clock on the wall, Sonny noted that they had been waiting for nearly thirty minutes, although it felt more like several hours had passed. Unconsciously stroking the back of Jack's hand with her thumb, Sonny looked at the woman when she heard her sigh loudly. Asking if she could get her anything, Jack initially replied with a shake of her head.

"I just want my sister to be okay," she added in a soft voice. As she looked at Sonny, fresh tears sprang to her eyes. "She's the only family I have left and I don't know what I'd do if I were to lose her. I can't," she finished in a whisper.

Letting go of Jack's hand, Sonny wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her as close as she could manage with the arm of their chairs being between them. "You won't have to worry about what you'll do, because you're not going to lose her. If she's anything like her sister, I know that she'll make it through this with flying colors." Sonny pressed a kiss to the top of Jack's head as she felt the woman's shoulders shake, instantly knowing that she was crying again. While she leaned her head against a convenient shoulder, Sonny offered her comfort as they continued to wait.

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