2. The Waiting Room
He walked around in the waiting room as he tried to get control over his thoughts, which almost forced his head to explode, but still it didn't help. This could definitely not be happing, but still it did as he had realized when the ambulance drove away from the mansion. Bruce had always been so strong and Terry admired him for that from the very first day they had met. He had never told it to Bruce, but that day he learnt that he never should judge a book by it's cover. Bruce had look like a weak, old man, but he had shown them that he wasn't so weak after all. It was that day that Terry had for the first time seen behind Bruce's new mask and had seen the strong soul behind it. Nothing could kill soul of Batman, but it was trapped in an old man's body. Bruce had always been such a strong figure in Terry's mind after that day, so Terry had completely forgot all about the heart.
He turned at the soda machine and was just about to walk back over to the door, when his mobile phone began to ring. He froze in the movement as the small part of normality struck his mind and he answered the phone half-hearted while his thoughts still was with Bruce. It was first, when she almost shouted his name into the receiver that he paid attention to the caller and realized that it was Dana. He could hear the anger in her voice, but all that didn't seem so important anymore so he didn't tried to stop her.
"Terry, this is definitely not working any longer. I'm so fed up with that you don't bother keeping your word anymore, but this is the last time. I don't want to be laughed at any longer, so I'm sorry, Terry, but it is over between us!"
She quickly hung up on him as he realized what just had happen, but just as he was about to call her back he heard the door to the waiting room being opened. He looked up and met a pair of deep blue eyes. They were so dark that it looked like all the sorrows in the world was behind them, but still there was something in them, which he instantly recognized. He couldn't put words on what it was, but still it was there and it made them so different from others.
The girl, who was the owner of the eyes, walked over to a chair and sat down with a sight as her eyes began to wander out in the dark concrete world outside the hospital. She had such calmness over her that it somehow made him sit down on a chair, but still he couldn't take his eyes away from her as he tried to figure out what he had seen in her eyes. There was something about her, which just like her eyes amazed him.
The hours past and soon the sun began to send the first small sunbeams in through the windows, which announced that the new day was coming, when suddenly the girl turned her head and looked Terry directly into the eyes. For a second he thought her eyes were green, but then he saw that they were blue like before.
"Is it funny?"
Her voice was very different to what he had expected. It sounded much greater that you would expect for a little girl like her and it felt like honey in his ears after so long in silence. He didn't know what he to say; therefore he didn't say anything and the girl became annoyed.
"What are you looking after?"
It was first then that he realized that he still was staring at her, so he quickly looked away.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to stare, but it is just…"
His voice died as the memories from the night came back to him.
"It's your first time?"
Her voice was changed. It had lost all it's anger and was now full of sympathy, which made him look up and meet her eyes as he nodded.
"It doesn't get easier by time…"
She stopped in the middle of the sentence and broke the eye contact as she looked out of the windows and her eyes began to wander in the cold city again. He was just about to say something, when she continued.
"… I don't know how many times I have been here anymore, but it has been many… too many… and it doesn't get easier by time…"
She looked back at him and met his eyes as he saw them flame up with hate.
"… My mom wants to die, so she is trying to kill herself."
She looked down, but he had already seen the tears in her eyes, so he walked over to her and sat down on the chair next to her as took her hand to comfort her. First she was about to pull away from him, but then their eyes met and she relaxed. She wiped her eyes away and tried to send him a smile.
"Wasn't it me, who was comforting you?"
He smiled back to her, but it was only a small movement with his lips because of the dark shadow, which hang over the both of them.
"I think that we both need to be comforted. It is always very hard, when someone, who you care about, is hurting. He is only my boss, but still he is like a father for me."
She laid a supporting hand on his knee.
"I hope that his is going to be alright. You really sound like a nice guy, so I hope you aren't going to lose him. I have never hat a father figure in my life, so I don't know how it is lose one, but I hope that's never going to happen for you."
Suddenly Terry felt something wet running down his cheeks and he quickly wiped the tears away with his sleeve. In the same moment the door opened and Dr. Smith came in through the open door. He immediately got Terry's eye contact and smiled.
"Mr. McGinnis, everything went very well, so you can see Mr. Wayne now. Just follow me and I will lead you to him."
Terry nodded and stood up. He was just about to walk over to Dr. Smith, when he remembered the girl, so he turned around and sent her a smile.
"I really hope that your mother is going to be alright."
She wiped her eyes as the tears came up in them. Terry took the box of paper tissues, which was standing on the table next to the door, and gave them to her.
"Thanks, by the way my name is Terry."
She wiped her eyes with a paper tissue, before she looked up and smiled.
"My name is Dawn and it is me, who should say thanks."
The doctor cough slightly to remember Terry that he was there, so they quickly said goodbye and Terry followed Dr. Smith.
