"You're looking a lot better, Eva." Nurse Janet smiled. "How do you feel in yourself?"
"Ok." Eva managed a smile.
"No funny feelings?" Janet asked as if she was four.
"No." Eva answered sharply before turning to her Dad. "Can we go and see Martha now?"
"If the Nurse is finished." Chris looked at Janet.
"Er...yes." Janet nodded. "I'll see you in a few weeks."
"Mmm." Eva jumped up from the chair and over to the door, quickly followed by her Dad.
"I'm sorry. There's someone she really needs to see." Chris apologised before following her out. "I'm going to sit in the waiting room, leave you two alone."
"Ok." Eva bit her lip anxiously.
"You can do this." Chris hugged her.
Eva nodded, slowly pushing open the door and disappearing inside. Martha was lay in bed, eyes darting across the room. She looked worse than Eva remembered; pale as a sheet, features protruding from her face, and spotty skin.
"Eva." Her face broke into a weak smile.
"What's happened to you?" Eva asked, sitting down next to her.
"I got worse." Martha shrugged as much as she could.
"How?"
"They can't make me better." Martha breathed out heavily. "I'm scared, Eva."
"Don't be." Eva said softly, taking her hand.
"No one seems to know that I'm dying." Martha's voice cracked. "I'm going to, aren't I?"
"No." Eva said firmly. "I won't let you."
"It's too late for that, Eva." Martha squeezed Eva's hand fondly. "We all know that."
"Don't talk like that!" Eva ordered.
"I'm sorry." A tear rolled down Martha's cheek and she tried, and failed, to wipe it away. "What's happening with Kyle?"
"I know I promised I would send him down, Martha, but I can't..." She stared into space as she spoke. "I can't do that to him. He's sorry, he is, and I can punish him when he's punishing himself more."
"He tried to kill you, Eva!" Martha exclaimed. "You can't let him walk away, scott-free.
"He didn't though." Eva sighed. "I spoke to him, Martha, and he's sorry for what he did."
"It's not real. You should be with Finn!" Martha argued.
"No!" Eva snapped. "Don't tell me what to do when you don't know me!"
"Why because it's right?" Martha glared.
"This was clearly a waste of time." Eva grabbed her coat and stormed out, ignoring the sad calls from Martha.