Chapter Twenty-Four

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(Ollie's POV [cont. of last chapter])

"Miss Johnson?"

I jumped as my eyes flew open. The first thing I saw was a woman in a nurse outfit with brown hair and green eyes. Then I looked around. I was in the hospital waiting room, not in a cemetery in the pouring rain. I sighed, relieved that that had just been a dream. "Miss Johnson?" the nurse asked again. I looked at her again and shot out of my seat. "Yes?" I asked hurriedly, before blushing and gathering my composure, "I mean, yes, that would be me." She chuckled. "Obviously, seeing as you are the only one here." I looked around. She was right, which was surprising. She must have seen my surprise. "Not many citizens being hurt much, thanks to the ninja," she smiled, "It's nice knowing there is someone looking out for us." I nodded. "So, what do you need to tell me, Miss, uh..." I looked at her nametag, "Miss Parker." "Please, call me Renee," she sat down on one of the seats and I sat beside her. "Okay, Renee." "So, I have some good news and some bad news," she said, "Bad news is we have been unable to track down an antidote for your sister's condition." I felt my heart stop for a second. If they didn't have an antidote, Tym would most definitely die. "O...oh..." I whispered Horsley, in the verge of busting into tears. "Wait, Miss Johnson, there's still the good news," Renee said, touching my shoulder. "Please, call me Olivia," I mumbled. "Olivia," she nodded, pursing her lips. "So, what's the good news?" I asked softly, not thinking anything could make me feel better. "The venom in Tym's veins is having a late reaction to her disease," Renee said, "It's stamping it out. She's going to live." I jumped up. Renee did up as well. "Olivia?" Tym was going to...live? "Olivia?" I turned to her as a wide smile stretched across my face and, before she could protest, I pulled her into a tight hug, which she quickly returned. I felt tears running down my face, but these weren't sadness, they were tears of joy. "She's going to live," I half whispered, half sobbed, "My baby is going to live." I couldn't see it, but I felt as Renee smiled softly. "Yes," she said, hugging me tighter, "Yes she is."

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A/N

Firstly, did you really think I would kill my sister? Okay, she's not my real sister, I don't even have a sister,but I'm not that cruel people.  Anyways, secondly, yes, she's Ollie's baby, because 'my sister's gonna live' just doesn't have the same feels factor. And it shows you how much Ollie cares for her sisters. She sees herself as more of a mother figure. Anyway, enjoy, rejoice and cry in happiness along with me. Drama over. For now... Bye! :)

~ Ollie out ~

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