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"How did the operation went?", Connor asked Zanetti. Knowing that Rhodes was too involved in his own family, Mrs. Goodwin decided that Sam would cover him, while he had to do some tests.

"As well as expected. We put the shunt in. Nothing out of the ordinary", Zanetti explained.

Rhodes righed in relief.

"Alright. Finally some good news."

"How about you?"

He shook his head.

"Still waiting on my charts. Dr. Halstead isn't the quickest."

At this moment the door went open and Will stepped inside.

" I got the results back."

Halstead sighed in relief.

"Seems like you're the luckiest bastard on the planet. One of your kidneys matches with heigth and weight. It's nearly similar to Claires."

"Really?"

Connors face light up, but it became serious within minutes.

"What about her blood group?"

"She's A, you're 0. It looks good. The only thing I worry about is one marker on her chart. Her leukocytes are increased."

"So we have to put her on antibiotics and waite until it's lower.""On condition that her CTs are alright and we can exclude tumors or other reasons for her problems. Despite that you should call your Dad to get him tested. If she really got a contracted kidney, there is huge possibility that it's inherited."

"I will let Maggie do that."

"However. Just make sure that he gets the information", Will agreed.

Zanetti let out a deep sigh when she thought about Connor becoming a donnor.

"Are you aware of the risks? Being a doctor yourself doesn't makes you resilient when it comes to the damage that an operation can cause. I'm just saying."

Connor looked at her reproachfully.

"She's my sister. What choice do I have?"

"Connor, since we talk about an organ transplant here, you shouldn't be too hasty."

"Hasty? If you had a sister, wouldn't you do the same to keep her alive?"

"Yeah, but since I'm a doctor, I wouldn't stop using my brain", she mentioned before she left the room. Halstead and Rhodes looked stumped.

"If I were you, I would think about a second opinion. Not that I like what Zanetti said, but if your're putting yourself under the knife everything should fit together. Not to talk about the long time effects. There is a high risk, that you won't be the same again and that you lose your job. Tiredness, concentration problems. Don't underestimate that."

The situation was interrupted by April who came into the room.

"Dr. Rhodes? You're sister is waking up right now."

"Thank you, April."

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"Hey", Claire whispered exhausted.

"Hey, little sis", Connor squeezed her hand, giving her a sad smile.

She flinched when she felt the pain hitting her body.

"Aw, that hurts", she complained restless tossing and turning in bed.

"Shhh… Just try to keep still. I'm gonna get you some medication."

Connor paged April, while he gave his best to calm his sister down.

"I need 200 miligram of saline."

"Alright. Here you go", April searched for the injection and inserted it seconds later.

"Page me, if you need anything else."

"Thank you."

Connor focused on his sister again.

"Russell is on his way from New Jersey", he told Claire, forcing himself to smile.

"There are also some good news waiting for you. I got the results of my tests back and right now all points out that I'm able to be your donor."

Instead of an enthusiastic reaction, Claire got silent and started to cry.

"Connor, you don't have to do that", she whimpered, while he looked at her totally confused.

"I'm fine with dialysis. I can handle that."

He shook his head.

"Probably nobody explained it to you, but dialysis is just a temporary solution. It reduces your lifetime. So, why waite? We are two of a small amount of people that is able to transplant an organ inside the family and you tell me that you disclaim it?"

"You talking like if there is a happy ending, Connor. I don't want to be the reason that you're dead or losing the life you love right now. That's not worth it. I can waite."

He shook his head.

"Claire, you are my sister. You're my family."

She didn't respond, just looked at the wall, conflicted what to do…