Hunter rocked Stephanie as she continued to sob.
A young man rushed forward: "No, no, no! Nurse Fitzwater, my God! This is the wrong woman! That woman over there, the brunette in the red sweater, it's her mother who died! My God, I am so sorry, Mrs. McMahon, I am truly sorry. Your mother, we still don't know how to treat her as of yet, but she is very much alive! Get out of here!" The young doctor hissed at the mortified nurse. "I am sorry for that misunderstanding. Please, let me help you up, ma'am."
After a moment of soaring hope, Stephanie laughed. But she shoved his hand aside angrily. "What the hell kind of hospital is this?" She yelled. "You made me think..you made me think my Mother was dead! That is-get away from me! You get back to my Mother, and you better make sure she lives or I will sue this whole place for-for-for---"
"Emotional damage?" Hunter finished smoothly.
"Yeah! What my husband said! Get back in there and the next time I see your face, you had better be telling me my mother's going to be fine!"
"That was unbelievable!" Hunter muttered angrily.
"That's one word for it. I can think of others. Jeez, I can't take this anymore! I have to see what's going on!" Stephanie pushed herself off of the floor before Hunter offered to help her up and walked over to peer into the room where her mother was. Hunter followed suit.
"You want some coffee or something?" He asked, looking into the glass window of the room over her shoulder.
"No, can't."
"You can't drink coffee? You love coffee.oh, yeah. I'd almost forgotten." He mused.
"Forgotten? That I was pregnant?" Stephanie asked incredulously.
"Well, yeah. You know with everything going down the way it is, you know!" Hunter said defensively. "So you're giving up coffee for your pregnancy?"
"Yeah, I'm going to give up all caffeine for the baby's sake. I want the baby to be perfect."
"I don't think I want to be around you for the next eight months, Stephanie. You, caffeineless.it ain't going to be pretty."
Unthinkingly, Stephanie responded: "Hey, it's only six and a half now..I think I'll make it." She murmured, still trying to crane a neck for a glimpse of her mother. She was so worried, her thoughts so jumbled and distracted that she didn't even think twice about what she had just unwittingly revealed.
Behind her, Hunter couldn't seem to make his voice start working.
A young man rushed forward: "No, no, no! Nurse Fitzwater, my God! This is the wrong woman! That woman over there, the brunette in the red sweater, it's her mother who died! My God, I am so sorry, Mrs. McMahon, I am truly sorry. Your mother, we still don't know how to treat her as of yet, but she is very much alive! Get out of here!" The young doctor hissed at the mortified nurse. "I am sorry for that misunderstanding. Please, let me help you up, ma'am."
After a moment of soaring hope, Stephanie laughed. But she shoved his hand aside angrily. "What the hell kind of hospital is this?" She yelled. "You made me think..you made me think my Mother was dead! That is-get away from me! You get back to my Mother, and you better make sure she lives or I will sue this whole place for-for-for---"
"Emotional damage?" Hunter finished smoothly.
"Yeah! What my husband said! Get back in there and the next time I see your face, you had better be telling me my mother's going to be fine!"
"That was unbelievable!" Hunter muttered angrily.
"That's one word for it. I can think of others. Jeez, I can't take this anymore! I have to see what's going on!" Stephanie pushed herself off of the floor before Hunter offered to help her up and walked over to peer into the room where her mother was. Hunter followed suit.
"You want some coffee or something?" He asked, looking into the glass window of the room over her shoulder.
"No, can't."
"You can't drink coffee? You love coffee.oh, yeah. I'd almost forgotten." He mused.
"Forgotten? That I was pregnant?" Stephanie asked incredulously.
"Well, yeah. You know with everything going down the way it is, you know!" Hunter said defensively. "So you're giving up coffee for your pregnancy?"
"Yeah, I'm going to give up all caffeine for the baby's sake. I want the baby to be perfect."
"I don't think I want to be around you for the next eight months, Stephanie. You, caffeineless.it ain't going to be pretty."
Unthinkingly, Stephanie responded: "Hey, it's only six and a half now..I think I'll make it." She murmured, still trying to crane a neck for a glimpse of her mother. She was so worried, her thoughts so jumbled and distracted that she didn't even think twice about what she had just unwittingly revealed.
Behind her, Hunter couldn't seem to make his voice start working.