[Milliways] OOM: London, March 7, 2007
She had received a text mere hours before. James was on his way home from his unknown destination and Sarah Jane had been more than eager (and more than nervous) to see him again. Maybe they could finally talk. Maybe they could finally figure things out. Maybe they could act like the mature adults they were supposed to be
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Frowning, he dropped his suitcase on the ground, calling out for someone who wouldn't answer. Had she gone out? He didn't think she would, not in her condition. And if...if it were time, she'd call, wouldn't she?
"Sarah?" Silence. He sits on the couch, pushing his hands through his hair. He needed a drink. He always needed a drink after these missions. He'd manage to get through without any cuts or injuries, thank goodness, but it had been close. Very close.
He was settling into something close to calm when his cell phone rang. Being James Bond, he's far too dignified and with it to jump--but he had come close. Very close. He answers the call.
A few seconds later, he's headed out the door, in the car, and driving very quickly to the hospital.
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But that wasn't what was happening. Instead, an anesthesiologist had come into the room to discuss the various options she had for pain-management. Sarah could barely focus. She glanced at the door every few seconds, wishing James would walk in.
Quickly after the doctor left to obtain the epidural, a nurse walked back in to tell her that she had contacted James. It made Sarah Jane smile a little. He was on his way. He'd be here soon.
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After terrorizing the streets driving like a bat out of hell, James arrives at the hospital, asks where Sarah Jane is, in a tone that's a close cousin to demanding. Soon enough he's lead to her room, just as soon as the nurse escorting him can adjust to his quick pace, which won't slow down for her or anyone.
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"James!"
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