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Visit Twenty-two

Visit Twenty-two:

Reason: Check up, B12 shot

Symptoms: leg fracture, fatigue

Time in: 8:00 am March 14th, 2016

Jennie chewed on the inside of her cheek, paced around the back room. She had time before seeing Rosie, plenty of time considering Suzy was administering the shot this time; actually; Suzy was doing most things. Anything that she could because Jennie didn't know what to do around Rosie .

She - they'd kissed. You couldn't just take that back, and Jennie didn't want to but that left a huge problem. Jennie was her doctor. And Jennie had no clue what the hell that kiss meant, or if it was a good idea even though it felt good.

Suzy knocked on the back room, a chart in hand. "Shots administered. Her heart rate seemed normal, blood pressure was kind of low, though." Suzy frowned a little at that.

"Usually her heart rates on the fast side, I'll double-check."

"Of course. She's waiting for you now."

Jennie nodded. "Right. Thank you." She took the chart from Suzy's hands, walked to the office with a certain amount of false confidence that wouldn't make her look absolutely terrified. She shouldn't have kissed Rosie back, but she should have explained why she shouldn't have instead of trapping them in an awkward limbo. Jennie had no idea where they stood.

Rosie didn't look up when Jennie opened the door.

"Hi!" Jennie said, trying to sound enthusiastic despite the lump in her throat.

"Hi." Rosie's eyes had bags under them, even more visible than before.

"Any changes? Your blood work was only a little better."

Rosie shook her head.

"What about your leg?"

Rosie looked down at her leg. "It doesn't hurt as bad."

Jennie went over to check, though there wasn't much she could do until x-rays the next week at the hospital. She showed no signs of pain, though, which was good.

Jennie stood, took out her stethoscope and placed the bell over Rosie's heart. She didn't even have to tell Rosie to breath in. Her heart was still fast, and when Jennie looked up she could see Rosie's face was turning red. Jennie's was too.

Jennie knew she should say something, the truth, anything. The silence, for the first time in a long time between them was uncomfortable. She felt like Rosie was giving her the silent treatment, which was - no. She couldn't be. They weren't five. Still, Rosie was colder than usual. No hints of smiling, no brightness in her eyes.

"You're good to go," was all Jennie said. Idiot.

Rosie nodded, and left.