Who: Christine, Elraine, Conan, Janice
What: angsting a bit
When: the morning of the 9th
Where: at the clinic
Warnings: PG, plus some sad
Status: [In Progress]
Christine was restless. That was nothing new, but probably why she was down in the clinic earlier than usual. Dressed in scrubs, hair half pulled back, she was hoping to find Conan, expecting him in the form of Shinichi, though, of course. He wasn't in her living room, so she hoped he'd be downstairs. When he wasn't anywhere obvious, she peeked into Elraine's room. The sight made her sigh softly, feeling like her heart just snapped a little. Ruby City as a whole was hard enough, why did moments have to make it harder?
Elraine was in bed, asleep of course. Sitting in the chair next to her bed, looking absurd in an oversized shirt, sat Conan, slumped at an odd angle, sleeping, too. And he was holding her hand.
It didn't seem right to make Elraine wake up to that, to Shinichi gone so abruptly. So Christine ducked out again, going to fetch a spare blanket. Moving quietly back into Elraine's room, she wrapped the blanket around Conan, shifting to pick him up, hopeful not to wake him.