Family Matters

Chapter 2-Jason

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Jason walked right up to the front desk at the Rosewood Hospital and asked, "Where's my sister? I received a call telling me she was here. This better not be some sort of sick joke."

"Jason." Came a quiet, weak voice from behind him. He whirled around to find the source of the voice and found Ali, in a redcoat with a nasty cut on her forehead. "I went back to try and get her out. It worked, I got her out. She's here and for the first time in like two years she's safe." Ali said with a rueful smile. "I got cut trying to get her out by getting through the window on the first floor, I had to break it. It needs stitches which sucks, and since I couldn't do it I had to call the police."

"Who Ali?" he asked, his brows knitting together, "Who are you talking about?"

"Father and mother both cheated on each other at the same time. She's my half sister, but not yours. Fathers infidelity also resulted in a child, a girl."

"Stop dodging my question Ali. Who are you talking about? Who is it?" Ali took a deep breath, squared her shoulders and looked him straight in the eyes before asking one last question. "Are you sure you want to know? This might change how you think of her and I don't want that."

"Ali." Jason said irritated, "Are you going to tell me or not?" She pressed her lips into a thin line, her eyes searching his for conformation that he could handle it. "Ok." She relented, "I'll tell you. It's—"she started but was interrupted by a crash from behind Jason. Both turned immediately to see a blonde girl who had obviously had some kind of medication, on the floor and trying to pull her self back to her feet. Her meds made her easily paranoid and scared, it didn't help that she hated hospitals.

"Calm down miss." A nurse said trying to help her, "Lets get you back to bed." The girl frantically shook her head and pulled a sharp object off the cart next to her and held it in front of her.

Jason quickly got down on his knees next to the poor girl who was in hysterics. "Are you alright?" He asked carefully. All of the sudden for a split second she seemed to freeze, then she dropped the object and launched herself at him. She locked one arm around his neck and the other gripped a fistful of his shirt. She also promptly buried her face in his neck. Tentatively he wrapped his arms around the girl clinging to him desperately. Softly, gently he began brushing his hand through her hair along the back of her head, a comforting motion he'd only ever used with Cece.

Realization dawned on him; he'd only ever do this for Cece. He'd reacted on instinct, seeing Cece in need of comfort he immediately jumped into action. Her breathing was returning to normal, but he knew it was only seemingly so. The nurses, doctors, and even Ali stared with mouths hanging open at how he reacted so quickly and gently he was able to help the girl. Not to mention he knew exactly what do to and was now softly singing to her. So low almost nobody could hear, as it was meant just for her.

It was sort of like a lullaby or a love song. The song itself was soft, sweet and he'd taken special care writing it just for her.