A painfully slow fifteen minutes passed, by which Jack's only 'progress' as Claudia would call it, was that he was slowly tossing and turning his head around, as though he was dreaming. She was beginning to feel a little guilty now, maybe he was in pain because of her actions, but so was she - her heart was aching to speak to him, to hear his voice, to see his smile. She tried to convince herself that he would wake soon, even though she was becoming more certain deep down that he wouldn't.
She nearly died of shock when she herd him quietly mumble her name sadly under his breath. "Yes... I'm hear Jack." She said softly, waiting for him to speak again, even if he seemed to be sleep talking.
What she herd him mutter next was not as positive, she thought.
"No Terri....." She didn't know who Terri was, but it was clear that even through his croaked voice he was upset about something.
For the next ten minutes he began to move about more and he seemed angry, as he threw out random names every few minutes. They held no place for her, so she wondered who these people were. She had now herd of three women, Kim, Nina and herself, a man named Mason and another named Victor, and of course the name which for some reason was bothering her more than any, Terri. She didn't know which category to put that one in seen as it could easily go into both. She didn't know why she was getting so worried about all of these names, but couldn't help wonder who they were, and what meaning they held for him, seen as his demeanour seemed to change with each one. They had to be of some importance or he wouldn't be dreaming of them in his state. Especially Terri, she thought. Whenever he came out with that one she could detect pain and sorrow in his voice, guilt even.
She decided that she no longer wanted to speak with him, she found herself getting annoyed with the names. Surely he had to have had something with the female ones, as her name was called with them. Were they all called out for the same reasons, was she simply another woman he had on the go, along with a long list of other people?
Getting up she wandered over to the bathroom trying to reassure herself that this was not true, that she had absolutely no idea who the people were or what they had to do with him, and that she shouldn't be so nosy as to eavesdrop on him while he dreamt. She wet a cloth with cold water and walked back into the room, and quickly but gently wiped it over his face, neck and arms to cool him down, as the room was so hot despite the fans efforts on his bedside table.
Now she was no longer mad at him but at herself for being so rude to him, in a way she had invaded his privacy, and she had a feeling that if she knew what she had done he would no longer trust her as much as he did.
She walked over to where all of the equipment was and grabbed the syringe with the blue stripe over the packaging, took off the case and carefully injected it into the drip. She knew Hector and Ramon liked it to go directly into his arm as it worked more effectively, but she had a fear of needles and didn't like the idea of piercing someone's skin with one - and she still held on to the hope that if she did it this way it may make him wake up faster in the long run. Even though her need to talk to him had faded some, she still wanted to see him smile.