Of Ice and Hopitals

Chapter 6

"Hey, Lis... Listen, something happened with Sofia and we had to take her to the hospital, I am so sorry I'm telling you this on the phone but I didn't want you to panic, she'll be fine, I think she probably has a concussion or something... Anyway, leave as soon as you can."

Lisa felt like she'd been struck in the gut by a jackhammer and all remaining air left her lungs, leaving them screaming and burning and aching, like the ankle was dragging her in the dark depths of an infinite sea and there was no other alternative for her than to drown, slowly and painfully.

No,

No,

No.

This couldn't be happening, it just couldn't. Sofia was far too young to be in a hospital and just the thought of her, all shining smiles and brilliant blues, in such a place brought the actress an uncontrollable fear that viciously gripped her heart and tore up her insides. It sent her mind spiraling into ire, deafening thoughts and it could have been seconds or years until she felt steady on her own two feet again, standing alone and paralyzed in the middle of a dressing room at the Warner Brothers Studios, two thousand, seven hundred and ninety-seven miles away from where she should be more than ever in this instant but wasn't.

When her brain finally woke up from its frozen state and Lisa was given back the control of her body, she picked her phone from her back pocket and tapped on the second number she had on her autodial list and waited for a few beats before the person at the other end of the line answered, skipping the useless pleasantries with urgency and weakly controlled panic when her manager's composed voice came through.

"Indra! I need you to book me a seat in a plane, a jet, a spaceship, a rocket, whatever's leaving sooner for New York, right the hell now, it's my sister."

When she heard the desperation in her protégée's tone, Indra didn't bother to ask questions and replied in the same serious voice as the worried brunette.

"I am on it, Lalisa, have no fear."

Lisa looked up as she rapidly blinked to try to chase the tears that threatened to cloud her vision at the older woman's words.

It was too late for that.

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After their little gang's impromptu trip at the Dairy Queen, Roseanne came back at BHC for her evening shift, meanwhile, Lincoln had the rest of the day off and he intended to enjoy a nice night with his niece at his apartment. It had been a demanding shift with barely any time for Roseanne to catch her breath, it looked like every New York City resident had decided to hurt themselves at the same time. Still, fortunately for her, Roseanne's shift was over now and she could finally exhale.

The blonde was talking with Harper in their break room, the kind nurse she had met on her first day at the hospital, and who, quite coincidentally, Roseanne learned appeared to know Jisoo as she showed the brown-eyed woman the engineer's animated snapchat story from the afternoon.

"Hey, you're friends with Jisoo Kim, I know her," Harper declared with a subtle grin at the corner of her lips when the girl in question faced the camera in the snap to talk about how lame her friends Octavia and Lincoln were being.

Roseanne looked at her with wide, surprised blue eyes as her phone played the part where Rey slaps a hand on her forehead and shakes her head in Jisoo's story, "Wait, you actually know her? Like, you've seen her before?" Roseanne continued to slightly frown as if such possibility had never occurred to her while the nurse grinned in amusement at the blonde's odd puzzlement and nodded to affirm Roseanne's inquiry.

Roseanne swallowed a bite from her apple, "Where?" She thought about the night after her first day when she, Octavia and Jisoo went out for dinner and they asked her about her first impressions of BHC, Roseanne was pretty sure she had told them about Harper, however, she didn't recall Jisoo acknowledging her colleague. She thought it was a little weird, though knowing Jisoo knew a lot of people and basically met someone new every day, mostly because of her job, Roseanne told herself maybe the Latina simply just didn't pick up on it that time.