Alright, I don't really know what happened yesterday, and why it uploaded the last chapter again. Maybe it was me, or something. I don't know, but I sincerely apologize.

Reading your guys reaction to the last chapter was so amusing! I loved it! Anyway, this is a a short one but nonetheless important. Things are starting to go down, guys. Keep this in mind, in case angst or drama starts to become more frequent.

Jenny regarded the girl in the door frame carefully. She looked to be about Jenny's age, but prettier. Her long wavy brown hair fell down just past her shoulders. The girl had big brown eyes and red lips, her skin looked as soft and pure as a porcelain doll. The girl, or Abby, as Mike called her, ran to Mike's side. "Oh, my god, Mike. Are you alright? What happened?" She asked worriedly, clutching his other hand. Jenny felt something stir in her when she saw it, but was very confused as to what stirred her.

"Abby, what are you doing here? How did you even know I was here?" He asked, just as confused as Jenny was.

"Well, I knew something was up when you hadn't called me in a while." She explained. "But then I got the call from the hospital telling me you were here."

It still didn't make sense to Mike, but Jenny finally spoke up. "Yeah, hi. Who are you?" Her curiosity finally getting the better of her. But even though she didn't know this girl, Jenny was sure she already knew who she was.

"Oh, sorry." Abby smiled sweetly, and held out a hand for her to shake. "I'm Abby, Mike's girlfriend."

Jenny took her hand and raised her eyebrows. Her eyes looked down at Mike, then back to Abby. "His girlfriend?" She felt a pain in her chest as she said those words, but wasn't about to let it show.

Abby nodded. "And are you his sister, or something?"

Jenny fought back a laugh, but instead, she plastered a smile on her face. "No, I'm Jenny. I'm…"

"A flight attendant." Mike cut in. "She's a friend through work, you know, because being a pilot, I get to know everyone well."

Jenny caught on quick. This girl wasn't an agent, that much was certain. "Yep," Jenny replied, playing along. "Me and Mike, travelers of the skies."

Mike chose to ignore the sarcasm in her tone. "We were, uh, out catching up on things last night, when we got mugged." Abby gasped, and gripped Mike's hand with an iron lock. "Don't worry, they caught the guy and everything. But unfortunately, I didn't get away unscathed. If it wasn't for Jenny here, I don't think I would be here."

There was a small amount of truth to that. But Jenny didn't acknowledge it, for she was distracted by the way Abby was so close to Mike. "I'm just glad you're alright." She said curtly. Jenny saw the way Abby looked at Mike, and suddenly felt extremely awkward. "Um, I've got to go chat with the doctor real quick." She said, backing up towards the door. "I'll leave you two alone."

"You don't have to do that, Jenny." Mike encouraged, giving her a "I'm sorry" look.

Suddenly, Jenny felt a wave of anger wash over her. Why had she never heard about this Abby? Mike had told her about her investigation on her brother that might put him in jail, and he didn't think to tell her about his girlfriend? But why was she so angry about that? No, it was deeper than anger, but Jenny couldn't put her finger on it. "No, it's alright. I don't want to intrude on whatever is going on here. But I'll be back in a bit." She lied. There was no way she would come back in the room as that new girl.

Before Mike could protest anymore, Jenny bolted out of the room, and down the hall. She ran inside the bathroom, and leaned over one of the sinks. What was happening to her? What was this feeling that was starting to grip at her, like a wet paper towel? The word jealousy floated into her brain, making her audibly gasp. Glancing in the mirror, Jenny studied her expression. Her face was twisted in some emotion, but jealousy? Jealous of what? Why should I be jealous? Maybe Jenny did feel something for Mike after all…

No, she can't. Paul told her not to get involved, and he was right. She always hated it when he was right. But something still ate at her that didn't really make sense. So, she splashed some water on her face, and then exited the bathroom and made her way towards the nurses' station.

"Excuse me?" Jenny said sweetly to a middle aged nurse sitting at the desk. "Um, this may seem like a weird question, but do you happen to have an Abby as an emergency contact for Michael Warren?"

The nurse seemed friendly enough, but was wary to give out the information. "Are you a relative?" She asked.

"I'm his sister." She replied without blinking.

After the nurse regarded her carefully, she shrugged and typed something into her computer. "Um, no, no Abby or anything like that. In fact, I don't have any emergency contact for Michael Warren. Would you like to mark one down?"

"Uh, no. Never mind." Jenny said quickly, walking away. Her mind reeled. Abby had said that the hospital called her, but obviously that wasn't true. Though, Abby didn't see like the lying type. But if she didn't lie, then who called her?

Just ahead of her, she caught sight of Briggs down the hall a good thirty feet away. He was looking in Mike's room. A thought occurred to her. Jenny had been given Mike's personal belongings in a bag before he went into surgery. But because she was so hysterical, her brother had taken them from her, and said that he would look after them. One of those personal belongings was Mike's phone, a phone that contained a phone number, more than likely, to his girlfriend.

Briggs turned to leave, but not before making eye contact with Jenny. Even though they were far away from each other, Jenny could see the victory in his eyes. There was a twinge of sympathy, but mostly an "I told you so" look, in those chocolate brown eyes. Jenny couldn't help, but feel betrayed. Then she reminded herself that she was not jealous of Abby. She repeated that to herself, as her brother turned his back on her and walked away.

Jenny took a few steps forward and looked into Mike's room. Abby was pressing her lips against Mike's, their hands still holding each other. They looked so comfortable each other. It was so natural and right, even Jenny could see that.

But she wasn't jealous. She most definitely wasn't jealous of Abby.

If you are reading all of this, and screaming, "JUST ADMIT THAT YOU LOVE HIM ALREADY!" at your computer and/or phone, then I have done my job. ;) Mother of God, I'm turning into a troll...

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