Hearts Collide (Lingorm)

Chapter 27

The fluorescent lights of the hospital flickered slightly, casting a cold, sterile glow over the waiting room. Everyone's nerves were on edge as the tension in the room grew palpable.

Becky's hand trembled slightly as she adjusted her IV. The night had drained her entirely, but her focus remained on Freen and Amelia. Her breathing was shallow as her eyes darted nervously from one person to another. It all felt like a deja vu, it's not the first time she took a seat, waiting for someone to assure her, her wife is alive.

Faye sat alone in the waiting room, her fingers trembling as she bit the skin around her nails, her leg bouncing up and down uncontrollably. Her nerves were shot, and she was barely holding herself together. 

 Becky watched her closely, observing. 

She took a deep breath, gathering her strength before slowly standing up, gripping the IV pole as she walked toward Faye. Her steps were slow, deliberate, and she could feel Faye's eyes shift to her, though the woman said nothing.

Becky paused beside Faye, offering a small, polite smile. "You wouldn't mind if I took a seat next to you, would you?"

Faye blinked, startled by the voice pulling her out of her anxious daze. She hadn't expected Becky to approach her. For a moment, she just stared at her, processing the request, before nodding quickly. "Of course," she murmured, gesturing for Becky to sit. The last thing she wanted was to make the woman, who already looked worn out, stand any longer.

They sat in silence for a few moments, the only sound in the room the faint ticking of the clock on the wall. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence, but it was heavy, thick with unspoken thoughts and fears.

Finally, Becky broke the silence, offering a small smile. "We didn't get to meet properly," she said, her voice soft but steady. "I'm Becky Armstrong... Freen's wife."

Faye turned her head, looking at Becky, her brow furrowed in slight confusion. How could she be so calm? Wasn't she supposed to be freaking out right now? Faye's own nerves were frayed, and yet here was Freen's wife, sitting beside her, almost serene.

Becky seemed to sense Faye's thoughts and gave a knowing smile. "Don't worry," she said gently, "I've gotten used to all of this. It's not the first time Freen's ended up in a hospital bed."

That comment only piqued Faye's curiosity, a mixture of concern and confusion crossing her face. Still, How could she be so calm about something like that? Becky, seeing the look, shrugged slightly.