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Season 14. Age 12. (don't fear) the reaper.
TW: none.
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year one. Charlotte had been standing outside of the hospitals entrance for nearly two hours trying to work up the courage to enter. she knows she's being unreasonable—paul is dead and lynn had given her up. jo had seenit herself and had the signed documents to prove it. so, rationally, charlotte knows it's not likely to stumble upon the couple inside building. however, irrationally, they are just inside, waiting; and that one irrational thought rules over all commonsense charlotte may inhabit.
she wasn't eating, wasn't sleeping, was barely even speaking, and now she can't even bring herself to enter the place where she had spent nearly every single moment of the past year.
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Carina notices jo watching out the window of the hospitals catwalk. "good morning, dr. wilson," she greets, joining the doctor.
"oh, hi, dr. deluca," jo briefly glances up, "you headed out?"
"si," carina nods, following the other woman's gaze. "how is the bambina?"
"not great. she's been out there since seven thirty this morning." jo sighs. "i would have let her stay at the loft, but i just don't want her alone right now."
"i can take her." carina offers after a beat of silence. "i'm headed to the station and i'm sure they'd all be happy to see her."
"are you sure? this is the first time she's left the apartment since paul and—"
carina cuts the rambling doctor off, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. "i'm sure. i've got her."
jo lets out a breath and glances back at the anxious teen standing outside. "okay, but please call me if anything happens."
"of course. but she'll be okay, dr wilson. we've all got her." carina assures. "call me if there's any trouble here." she finishes, smiling softly before walking off down to the lobby.
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Carina cautiously approaches the stock-still teen, calling out, "hey, bella." charlotte only numbly watches the approaching figure, making no attempt to respond. "i'm going to the station, why don't you come with me?"
"no, i can go in. i'll go in." charlotte stares straight ahead. "i just need a minute."
carina lays a tender hand on the teens shoulder. "charlie, you've been out here for two hours."
