“I’ll be right here. I love you” she called. Sarah could feel tears welling up in her eyes. She paced around the waiting room for what felt like hours. Praying and hoping techie would be alright. She felt her own scar. She was only an infant when she had her transplant. She didn’t remember anything, but she was worried about techie, he’s an adult, and he will remember his transplant. She was shaking with anxiety, like she had tremors and would get panic attacks every once in a while.

Hux watched her pace from his seat beside MP. “You may sit if it pleases you, Sarah. I can make space for one more.”

He adds, “Technical should be out soon.”

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