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*Clare's POV*

To say I was shocked was an understatement. Even though I've only known Eli for a short time, I feel like I've known him forever. I can't believe he could die… he needs a doctor soon. I need to get him a doctor now. If not, I will go crazy.

"Eli, we need to get you surgery NOW." I said frantically, I could barely blink properly, let alone breathe. It was like my body couldn't function knowing Eli might die in a short eight hours. My breath was beginning to quicken, my auburn curls flying every which way. I was beginning to get dizzy, everything was spinning before me. Suddenly my legs didn't want to work, they gave out. But before I hit the ground, two strong arms wrapped themselves around me. My breath was still ragged as my eyes tried to focus on the figure holding onto me. All I could make out were a pair of green eyes and jet black hair.

"Clare you need to calm down, please calm down Clare. Take deep breaths, in, out. In, out. Shh, shh Clare. Calm down, please." Eli cooed to m softly as he held me in his arms on the floor. I tried to stop my short, ragged breaths but, they wouldn't seize. Eli continued to speak slowly and soothingly to me as he twirled my curls in his hands, trying to get my breathing back to normal. Sooner than later, my breathing was back to normal. I slowly looked up at Eli to see pure worry on his face. Tears formed in my eyes at the thought of Eli dying. Why would God take away such a capable, smart, handsome young man from the world? Why would he do that? I hiccupped from my crying, and Eli held me closer to him.

"It will be okay Clare, just please calm down." He continued twirling my curls. I couldn't help but still think about what he had told me.

"E-eli… you… could die." I choked on a sob after saying the last part. Tears began to flow down my face as I heard Eli take a deep breath. I buried my face into his chest, I breathed in his scent. Axe and laundry detergent filled my nose.

"Clare, it's not likely okay? Please stop crying." Eli begged me. But I couldn't lift my head for the life of me. My sobbing soon subsided. I felt two large, strong hands grab my face and pull it up. My eyes met two green eyes, filled with concern and… love? That's crazy, he can't love me. We've only known each other for a couple of hours; you can't grow to love someone in a few hours.

"I hate seeing a beautiful cry, its breaking my heart. Please stop." He told me, never breaking eye contact from me. I slowly nodded my head and he kissed my forehead slowly. I couldn't help but blush at the loving gesture. I felt Eli slowly stand up and he put his hand out for me. I grabbed it and he pulled me up, I could see him slowly wince at the pain he endured helping me up. Even though he got hurt on his other shoulder, he still experienced some pain.

"Eli, you should lie down and rest, I'll go talk to a doctor." Eli nodded his head slowly, lying down in the process. I covered him up with the thin blue blanket and walked out the door. I waved goodbye before I left and Eli smirked as he closed his eyes to go to sleep. I shut the door and began walking to the front desk. I reached the desk and noticed the same sweet old lady at the desk. I quickly walked over and greeted her with a smile.

"Excuse me, but, um… could I see a surgeon?" I asked her. She looked up from her computer and nodded her head.

"One second dear." She told me as she walked away from the desk into a small office. I heard some talking and the door slowly opened.

"You may see him now." She told me, warmly. I smiled and walked over. I went into the office and shut the door. A gray haired, middle aged man was sitting at a desk looking at a file. At first I didn't know if he noticed me or not.

"Please sit Miss." He told me, never looking up from the file. I quickly sat down.

"So, what brings you here Miss-"

"You can call me Clare. Clare Edwards." I told him.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Stevens. What do you need, Clare."

"Well Sir, one of your patients is Eli Goldsworthy, and he needs surgery, is there any reason that the procedure is not going on right now? He told me he could… die." I whispered the last word, begging I wouldn't cry.

"Well Clare, we would do the procedure except, Mr. Goldsworthy doesn't have enough money to pay for it. And we sure as hell will not accept stolen money"

"Dr. Stevens, just because Eli made one mistake doesn't make him a bad person." I stated, clearly annoyed by the last statement he told me.

"True, true Clare. One Mr. Goldsworthy gets enough money to pay for it, he will get the surgery." We talked a little more and I quickly left. I thanked him for taking the time to talk to me. I went to the cafeteria to get some coffee. I got my coffee and went back to Eli's room. Before I opened the door I heard talking coming from inside the room. I quickly retracted my hand and put my ear to the door. I knew it was wrong to eavesdrop, but I couldn't help it. I heard a man talking, maybe Pastor Bill? I kept on listening.

"Are you sure Eli? Maybe she just doesn't want to bring it up."

"No Uncle, she doesn't remember me, like, at all. I keep hoping my gestures will trigger something but so far, nothing. She just doesn't remember me." I heard Eli say, he sounded hurt. I wonder who their talking about?

"Well, you just have to keep trying Eli; you guys had a good thing going. Keep trying, don't give up.

"I won't Uncle; I won't give up on Clare."

In that moment I felt my heart stop and hot coffee burn my toes. They… were talking about me?

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