Ava POV
The doors closed behind Gene.
And then there was nothing left to do.
That was the part I hated.
I could handle emergencies.
Give me something to do and I was fine.
Assess a patient.
Stop bleeding.
Start treatment.
Organize supplies.
Figure out what we had and what we needed.
But waiting?
Waiting sucked.
Blaze's hand settled against the back of my neck.
“You good, Darlin'?”
“Yeah.”
He gave me a look.
“I'm worried. But I'm good.”
That answer he accepted.
I looked around the waiting room.
Mom sat beside Sarah, with Tessa on her other side.
Dad couldn't sit still.
He'd lower himself into a chair, last maybe two minutes.
Then get right back up and start pacing again.
Dean finally looked at him.
“You're making me dizzy.”
“Then don't watch me.”
Grant leaned back
