You Only Live Once

Chapter Two

Jamie sat in a fold-out chair in the middle of the large empty room and just stared at the designs on the carpet. Someone noticed my distress and got me help. I'm thankful, but I wonder who? She took long deep breaths while she avoided looking at the EMT who was currently taking her blood pressure, a juice box in her hand.

Sebastian knocked on the door lightly before opening the door, not wanting to startle anyone inside the room. "Hey, I just came by to check on the girl that was brought back here?" he asked as his eyes roamed over Jamie sitting in the chair with her head down.

The EMT looked up and grinned. "I figured one of you would. Her blood pressure is still high, but her heart rate is mostly normal now."

Meanwhile, Jamie's eyes widened but she continued to stare at the floor. I know that voice.

"That's good to hear," Sebastian smiled slightly, turning his attention to the woman in the chair. "How are you doing, ma'am? Is there anything I can do, or get for you?"

Jamie dared to look up and quickly found the blue eyes of Sebastian Stan. "Jamie," she said softly. "But... I think I'm okay. Maybe."

"Jamie. It's nice to meet you. I hope it's okay that I came by to check on you. Do you mind if I sit with you?" he gestured to a chair nearby.

"No, I don't mind." Jamie watched as Sebastian pulled up a chair and sat in it backward, straddling it, which made her smile slightly.

"I hope you don't mind that we had security bring you here," he started, seeing the small smile on her face. "Chris and I saw you in line, and we got a little worried watching you. It looked like you were having a small attack, and we didn't want it to get too bad."

Jamie blushed and looked back down at the carpet. "I forgot to bring my meds with me from the hotel. It's entirely my fault."

"Hey," he reached out and rested a hand on her slumped shoulder, "it's not your fault. It happens to all of us." Seb let out a small chuckle, "Heck, even Chris forgot his meds this morning."

"I forget Chris takes meds like I do, is he okay?" She asked, suddenly more worried about him than herself.

"Yeah, he's fine. He's taking a breather and grabbing something to eat." Seb paused and glanced around the room, trying to decide what else to say to Jamie. "Did you come here alone? Or is there someone that might be looking for you?"

Jamie shook her head and sat up in her seat as the EMT removed the cuff from her arm. "It's just me. My family really isn't into the whole convention thing and my friend Riley got strep, so she couldn't make it."

"I'm sorry to hear about your friend. It's never easy to go into places with these big crowds when you have things like anxiety. I'm glad you gave it a shot and came out here today. Was there someone, or something, special you were going to see while you were here today?"

"I came to see you and Chris," she admitted quietly. "This is more than I could have ever bargained for."

Sebastian smiled. "Well, that's a stroke of good luck on your part then, huh? If you're feeling up to it, I can have Chris join us. You can have your own private meet and greet with us," he chuckled. "I don't want to overwhelm you again, though."

Jamie's eyes widened. "I wouldn't want to take up your time. I know you guys must be really busy."

"It's really no problem. We don't have anything scheduled for a little bit still, and I know Chris would love to know that you are feeling better." He took a moment to watch her, before continuing, "We can each take photos with you, sign whatever you want us to, and just sort of hang out. No pressure, no rushing like it normally would be. Just an overall calmer experience for you."