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Accidentally falling asleep on the couch together

When Cat called with a shaking voice and a bit of a weary, desperate tone, Kara didn’t hesitate.  She didn’t argue that she was no longer Cat’s assistant and she didn’t offer to pass the message off to Eve.

Instead, she apologized to Alex and Maggie, zipped to Cat’s penthouse to gather the requested items and landed in an alley behind the ambulance bay.

She didn’t stop at the reception desk, but instead made her way to the elevator and pressed 8.  Oncology.  The word stared at her from the elevator panel, filling her thoughts with worst-case scenarios and causing her stomach to clench unpleasantly.

She stepped off the elevator and found the nearest nurse’s station.  She was just about to ask for assistance when a familiar voice called out to her from down the hall.  

“Kara.”

She spun and melted at the sight before her.  Cat looked positively wrung out.  Her linen pants and wrap shirt looked more comfortable than her usual attire, but it was rumpled and a bit out of place when contrasted to the dark circles that outlined Cat’s eyes and the red of her fingertips where she’d clearly been wringing them together for far longer than even she had realized.

“Miss Grant, hi.  I’ve got everything you asked for.”  She held up the duffel bag helplessly.

Cat nodded in answer and disappeared into a room.  Kara followed.

Once inside the room, Kara found herself schooling her features and slipping back into assistant mode effortlessly.  Don’t show emotion.  Help Cat.  Process later.  She flashed a reassuring smile to the curly-headed boy in the bed, who looked up from his tablet and matched her grin.

“Hi Kara.”

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