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Kian
'You have pulled a couple of the stitches out, so I really need to get that sorted. I'll be back, ok? Are you feeling all right?' he asked as he noticed her face had paled. She nodded and laid back down, her eyes closed as though the last few minutes had been exhausting.
Kian left the room in search of lidocaine and some stitches, wondering how he could help Jac. She was so jumpy and scared of everything, so unlike her usual self, that he wished he could wave a magic wand and bring back the Jac he loved.
As he walked past his office, he saw that the do not disturb sign he had left there was missing. He strode quickly over to the door and saw that it had been shut to. He gently pushed the door open and saw Connie was up, sitting at Jac's desk and reading papers with a coffee in her hand. She was so engrossed in her work that she did not see him, and Kian recognised that he was fighting a losing battle, so he left her to it: he was only able to cope with one ice queen today!
He fetched the supplies and made his way back to Jac, wondering how best to help her. She opened her eyes as he came in and smiled faintly at him. Kian took out the syringe filled with lidocaine and went to inject it into her leg she pulled away.
'I don't want any more drugs, leave it,' she grumbled.
'Are you sure? You can have it, it's fine.'
'I'm already on a cocktail of painkillers, antibiotics and diuretics. I'm pretty sure they'll take the edge off,' Jac insisted.
Kian held his hands up in surrender and put the lidocaine away. He replaced the stitches as quickly as he could, trying to make conversation with Jac.
'I heard you and Connie had a disagreement.'
She rolled her eyes.
'She's just exhausted, Jac. She sat with you every second that she wasn't working when you were asleep, and she's taken on all of your work. She's being so hard on herself; she's refusing to acknowledge that what happened affects her too. Her only concern for the past week has been you.'
He finished the stitching and sat down on the bed. Jac didn't react, which Kian took as a good sign.
'Cut her some slack maybe, yeah?' he said.
'You left me,' Jac said quietly, 'you left me, but you were coming back. Where did you go?'
He wasn't ready to tell her that- not yet.
'I had to sort something out. But I'm here now, and I'm not going anywhere. I promise.' He meant it as he said it, knew he would never leave Jac again as long as she needed him.
'So many promises,' she whispered.
'Sorry, what did you say?' Kian asked.
'Nothing.'
She shuffled to her left, making space for him next to her. As he sat carefully, she leaned her head on his shoulder and he put his arm around her. This was the first time that she had let anyone other than Connie close to her, and Kian recognised this as a big step. Maybe she was relaxing a bit more now.
