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3 Hours Later.
Palmer sat in a green cushion chair, Mike Novik at his side. He was inside a different room inside the hospital, being debriefed on what happened whilst he was kidnapped, and the incident involving Jack.
Kim was still sat next to Tony, her head gently resting on his shoulder. She stared ahead at the same point on the white wash walls as though in a trance. Thoughts were running through her head insanely, it was surprising that her mind hadn't had a mental breakdown. One half told her that he was going to pull through and was going to make it and she would look after him and everything would be okay. The other half was nagging at her with negativity. The surgery had been well over three hours long, and there had recently been no sign of a nurse to tell them of his progress. She knew that at least one of his main arteries had been damaged and he had lost a great deal of blood. She silently cursed at herself for thinking such thoughts, although when the two competing sides were faced off against each other, she found it hard to believe he would be okay.
She racked her mind trying to think of positive thoughts, but the only one she found comforting was that Palmer had left the room. She hated that man, she despised him, she wished for his death. Something sinister inside herself told her that if her father didn't pull through she may kill him herself. As though ripped back to reality she realised what she was thinking. Her father fought against people who held these same beliefs and he was in his current situation because of the people who felt this way. Was she the same as the monsters who did this to her father? Luckily she got no further into this harrowing debate about herself as a nurse entered the room.
Instantly Kim sat up apprehensively, as did Tony. 'This is it,' she told herself. Subconsciously she gripped Tony's hand fearing the worst. The nurse approached the two and smiled at Kim with warmth.
"You can see him now." She paused. "He has been moved to the recovery ward."
Kim's eyes instantly lit up with joy.
"You mean.."
She couldn't get the words out but didn't need to as the nurse answered her unasked question.
"Yes, he pulled through, eventually. He is making a slow recovery and steady progress, but the doctors are confident he will make it."
Kim could feel the tears low through her eyes as her emotions could take no more. Relief swept over her entire body.
"If you two would like to follow me I'll take you to him now."
The nurse led the way, smiling to herself inside. Although the shifts were bad, she thought to herself, she knew why she loved this job. Seeing the happiness in the faces of people like Miss. Bauer, it made her feel satisfied and complete inside. She knew she had made a difference.
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