STAR Labs Medical Facility, El Paso, Texas, Saturday Afternoon
Jaime hadn't taken Momoko to a regular hospital. He'd called his mother and told her that he was going to the small STAR Labs facility just outside of town. They'd be better equipped to deal with injuries to someone with Blossom's abilities.
He couldn't think of anything he'd done recently that was harder than relinquishing that broken, bleeding body into the hands of strangers, but they'd eventually managed to convince him to do so. After which he'd paced for hours, and sat in the waiting room for more hours, and eventually fallen into a fitful doze waiting for news. Any news.
When a doctor had eventually woken him up to tell him that Blossom was out of immediate danger, Khaji Da informed him that it had been over eight hours.
Jaime had thanked the doctor and immediately headed to Momoko's room. He'd pulled a chair over to be right next to her bed, and sat down. He couldn't keep himself from reaching up and brushing back her hair, not sure what he was supposed to do about the fitful murmurs and slight sounds of pain she made as she shifted in her sleep. He wanted to make them go away somehow, but... that was beyond him.
So he just sat there, hand lightly stroking her forehead, trying to make her better by sheer force of will.
He couldn't think of anything he'd done recently that was harder than relinquishing that broken, bleeding body into the hands of strangers, but they'd eventually managed to convince him to do so. After which he'd paced for hours, and sat in the waiting room for more hours, and eventually fallen into a fitful doze waiting for news. Any news.
When a doctor had eventually woken him up to tell him that Blossom was out of immediate danger, Khaji Da informed him that it had been over eight hours.
Jaime had thanked the doctor and immediately headed to Momoko's room. He'd pulled a chair over to be right next to her bed, and sat down. He couldn't keep himself from reaching up and brushing back her hair, not sure what he was supposed to do about the fitful murmurs and slight sounds of pain she made as she shifted in her sleep. He wanted to make them go away somehow, but... that was beyond him.
So he just sat there, hand lightly stroking her forehead, trying to make her better by sheer force of will.