Tiffy nodded. "I know you will." She flushed. "I just hate needles." She squeezed her eyes shut, turning her head away from the doctor Jake had called Henry. To get her mind off the needle poised over her skin, she accidently squeezed Jakes hand, thinking about his kissing her forehead. She had liked the feeling oddly enough. Though her stomach sort of dropped when he said friends.<br/>"I live alone. No one will know I'm gone. Maybe except my brother, but he's back off to college soon." She tried to keep her mind on talking to Jake and not the warm feeling that she always got when she got a shot or blood taken. "I think it only fair to warn you, that after i have blood taken, I can't walk cause I'm dizzy." She opened her eyes, catching Jake's with her own.<br/>"How'd i get here anyways?" She asked though she had an idea how. Without her okay, a small smile slipped out.<br/>"Okay, Tiffy. Your good to go." Henry said. "Jake, why don't you take her to sleep again." She looked at Henry with surprise. "She's exausted. Both physically and mentally. She needs to sleep for at least three days." Henry fixed Jake with a fatherly look. "Sleeping only." He said, finished putting the bandaid over the needle wound, and walked out of the room.<br/>Tiffy blushed and couldn't seem to look Jake in the face.