He continued to wait and worry. He clearly cared for Claudia and he wondered what would happen if Hector happened to find out she had cheated on him. She would probably be killed, he thought, as would he. He began to wonder if it would be possible to take her back with him, after the operation. It would be tough, but he couldn't stand the thought of leaving her here with Hector, let alone never seeing her again, it would tear him up. He realised that if he couldn't leave with Claudia, he probably wouldn't leave at all. That thought scared him, not the fact that he would be with the Salazar's for quite some time, but because he felt so strongly for someone so quick, and was willing to give up everything for her, even Kim?
Pulling him back to reality form his thoughts was the crisp beep of a car, Claudia sat in the driver seat. Feeling himself relax he headed towards her and climbed into the passenger seat, slammed the door, and they sped off, leaving behind them a trail up dust and exhaust fumes from the cars engine.
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They had spent over an hour in the small waiting room in the placed that called itself a hospital. Jack had then spent a further hour and half inside a small room with a nurse. He looked around the room and noticed, not for the first time, the differences between Mexico and America. Mexico was clearly in need of money and order, the hospital said it all. Christ sake, the walls weren't even white! He just hoped the instruments were clean and the staff were qualified, but deep down he doubted it. A young brunette nurse had cleaned the gashes to his head, and then taken a while stitching them up before applying small strips of white medical tape to hold them in place. Jack had no doubt that they were the most painful stitches he had ever encountered, which added to his guess that the nurse was not qualified at all.
After they had closed the cuts on his head, he had been led to an even smaller room where a 'doctor' announced that his wrist was broken in 3 places, from studying the x-rays taken once he had arrived, it was clear he would need a cast for a few months at least. From here he was led to yet another room where the man whom called himself a 'doctor' and a different 'nurse' had applied a white, half cast, which went from his hand to just before the elbow joint. After a few minutes of studying it he decided it wouldn't be too much of a problem, and at least it was stopping the pain he felt when accidentally moving it. He just wondered how he would explain coming here without informing Ramon, who would immediately see the cast. He hoped it wouldn't be a problem, but knew that it would, eventually.
Once everything had been fixed and paid for, it was almost four in the morning. Jack spotted Claudia in the same seat as before in the waiting room, although her head was resting against the yellow wall and she was in a deep sleep - he didn't blame her. He approached her slowly and decided not to wake her. He grabbed her small brown bag from her lap and fished the keys from it, before pulling Claudia up into his chest from the chair, one arm wrapped around her shoulders, the other under her legs. He walked slowly over to the car and managed, with some struggle, to unlock and open the door, then placed her softly on the back seat. She didn't stir, she must had been exhausted, thought Jack, feeling guilty for making her so tired. He climbed into the front and began to drive back to the ranch belonging to the Salazar's.