The kitchen was a sad sight, Molly sighed walking to the sink of dishes and began washing her pink lacy apron tied tightly to her to block the splashes of the water. She hummed as she worked hoping her guest would awaken soon and be able to tell her if he was ok. She had checked his vital signs and he was stable but she still worried about him. The news talked about an explosion earlier that day.. "No duh, i was there..." she says to the tv wiping sweat from her browe. This had to be the worst day ever for her....<br/><br/>A cry sounded from the back bedroom where her patient had been laid. She dropped the plate she was washing and ran to the mans side, her steps followed by the shattering of glass. She ran in and yelped "Are you ok!"