A/N Glad you are all liking this so far. Thank you for all the reviews. Remember, Jac's thoughts that she wants to say will be in parentheses. But she will be given a way to
communicate. When she does, that will be in all capital letters. Hope that's okay.

Chapter 6

Zosia lay asleep in a recliner in Jac's room as the early morning shift change was occurring. After her conversation with Dom, she had returned to Jac and stated in no uncertain terms
that she would not be leaving to go home. She was needed there. Not sure whether to be surprised or not at the almost friendship that had blossomed between F2 and mentor, Mo
decided not to argue and offered, with Doms' help, to fetch a chair for her to get some sleep in from the on-call room.

As she lay covered in a big blanket, something suddenly gently struck her right on the forehead.

Then it happened again.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked around, then got it again right off her nose.

"What the hell,,?" she said aloud as she looked around to where it might be coming from. And wondering what had hit her.

She looked down to her lap and,,, couldn't help the little chuckle that escaped her.

Sugar packets.

She then realized where it was coming from.

She looked up and could not help the smile from crossing her face.

"Jac,," she says almost in a whisper.

"FFiinn,,," she tries to say.

(Finally awake.)

"You threw these?" Zosia asks surprised.

Jac gives a half smile and raises her left hand, and points to the breakfast tray.

"Yeah, I know but you're right handed," Zosia says as she moves to the bed. "Not bad aim,though."

"How are you feeling?"

And Jac doesn't answer right away.

She closes her eyes, her smile disappears and a tear slowly starts to fall from her left eye.

Zosia takes her left hand.

"Jac,, I can only imagine what you are feeling right now," she begins.

"Scared? Helpless? Alone?"

Jac slowly nods.

"Scared and helpless are understandable. But you are not alone," Zosia replies.

"You've got me, the whole hospital and of course, Emma."

Jac turns to Zosia, eyes wide.

"Whhhe,," she tries to speak, getting a little frustrated.

(Where is my baby girl?)

"She's with Jonny," Zosia replies trying to calm her. "He'll bring her by in a little while. She is going to be so happy to see you awake.

"Cccann," Jac tries again, the frustration becoming to much and she slams her left hand down on the hospital table.

Then, Zosia gets an idea.

"I'll be right back," she says, then hurries from the room.

"Ollie, is there a tablet around no one is using?" she asks as she gets to the nurses' station.

"Yeah, right here," he replies as he reaches for it and hands it to her. "How is she?"

"I'll tell you soon, I gotta get back in there with this," she says as she turns and heads back to Jac.

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"Here Jac, try this," Zosia says as she moves to her and puts the tablet on the table.

Jac looks at her like she has 10 heads.

"It's on the note taker app," Zosia explains. "Try typing with your left hand."

Jac looks at her momentarily confused.

"Hhow,,," she starts to say, but then it dawns on her.

(I can type one-handed. I think.)

She then raises her left hand to the tablet, and slowly starts to type.

EMMA SAW ME?

"Yes Jac, after your surgery," Zosia replies, gently taking her right hand so Jac could still type.

WAS SHE SCARED?

"No, not at all," Zosia says smiling. "She also kissed your boo-boo. Her word."

And Jac actually smiles again.

THEN I SHOULD BE BETTER IN NO TIME.

"Definitely," Zosia says with a smile.

Then Jac turns serious.

HOW ABOUT YOU?

Now, it's Zosia's turn to be confused.

I STILL HAVE MY MEMORY.

HOW ARE YOU?

ARTHUR

And Zosia doesn't respond right away, fearful of breaking down.

"Scared,and helpless for you," she whispers. "And alone, kind of."

WE'LL HELP EACH OTHER WITH SCARED AND HELPLESS. AND ALONE? I HAVE AN IDEA.

IF YOU'RE UP FOR IT.

And Zosia just looks at her.

STAY AT MINE. WITH EMMA.

SO YOU WON'T BE ALONE.

EITHER OF YOU.

And Zosia just smiles through a few tears that suddenly fall.

"Oh, I'm up for it, definitely."

Then Jac yawns,well, half yawns.

"Sleep, I'll be back when Emma gets here," she whispers, and she softly caresses Jac's left cheek.

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A few minutes later, Zosia came out of the room.

"You okay?" Ollie asks as he comes to her.

"Not sure really," she replies.

"Anything I can do?" he asks.

"Yes, actually, there is," she replies.

"Call Dom and ask if he can pack some of my things to bring here when he comes on shift?"

"Going somewhere?" he asks.

"Yeah," she replies. "To a place that I won't feel so scared, and helpless and alone."

She then turns to go get some coffee.

Alone.

For now.

A/N Hope you liked. If I'm making Jac progress faster than probably is possible from a severe stroke, I apologize. Just want to keep the story moving. Reviews are appreciated.
More soon. Thanks.