Prompt: Write about the ease of friendship. Not exactly what the prompt meant I don't think, but oh well. :)
Rating: K+
Heather sighed as she worked by Emma to organize the bandages. In a very short time the wounded would arrive.
Emma set down her work and put a hand on Heather's arm. "It will be alright," Emma said, smiling at her.
Heather chuckled humorlessly. "Why are you telling me that? You're the one who just found out…" she trailed off and glanced around. "You're the one I should support."
Emma sighed. "Maybe we need to support each other."
Heather wrapped her arms around her friend. A tear ran down Heather's face and a shuddering sigh shook Emma as she returned the embrace. "That sounds like a good idea."