Short chapter but next will most likely be last.
"Jet…I see you're with Katara." Ty Lee noted smugly.
Katara looked confused, "Who's this Jet?"
"Can you give me a moment Sweetie? I've got to talk privately for a second."
Ty Lee and Jet walked away but Katara could see their faces contorted. She stood for a moment watching the passing cars licking the ice cream. The hot day was not made colder by the ice cream, I need water, she though and made her way over to the hospital.
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"Do you have a vending machine?" she asked the old nurse at the receptionist's desk, the hospital was filled with the usual crowd, children running around, old folks visiting each other and medical staff making their way around normally in pairs.
"3 floor Dearie." She said, spectacles quivering on her nose.
The hospital was mostly empty though the odd doctor rushed through the hallways, a stack of paper or a certain patient file in their hands. The 3 floor door was marked, "Intensive care/Coma."
I can't imagine it…Jet being in a coma? What would I do? He's my only family. She thought as the door flew open on noiseless hinges. She could see the vending machine at the end of the hall and began walking, curiosity getting the better of her and she glanced into the rooms.
Most were empty, the beds neatly made and the machines surrounding turned off. Other had people lying there, doing nothing at all, a mask over their face while the machines were alive and keeping them well. People could be seen in the room, normally sitting and talking to the coma patients. Sometimes one would be reading a book or watching the small T.V.
It was one room that made her stop dead in her tracks.
A young man was similarly hooked up to the machines, his dark skin and hair native only to her home in the south. She noticed the necklace on the bedside table. I was an engagement necklace traditionally given in her hometown.
Her pressed her face against the glass, vapor fogging up most of the bottom.
Four people were in the room, one had dark hair his head in his hands, a girl sat beside him her hair just as dark rubbing his back. The other 2 were in an embrace, both with dark hair. The boy had tears leaking out of his eyes while the girl didn't seem to be letting go.
Katara knew she could help, she had a special skill with counseling people, she slowly slid the door open.
The boy with his head in his hands didn't look up, the girl comforting him looked her foamy green eyes also filled with tears.
"KATARA!?"