Kai allowed herself to be pulled into a hug, though she didn't react. Before she could even find the words, Karren was leading her to the jeep and she was climbing inside.<br/><br/>While the ride to the clinic didn't take that long, it felt long to Kai. She stared out the window and watched as the town passed by in a blur. It wasn't long before she was walking through the doors to the clinic. When did that happen. Still in her daze, she sat down in a rather uncomfortable chair, looking around.<br/><br/>The waiting room was small, old magazines and children's books littered the coffee table. Against the two walls, maybe ten chairs sat empty, just waiting for people to fill them as they waited for news about loved ones. On the off white walls, pictures of landscapes hung in antique frames. A scene of a mountain topped with snow. A field of brightly colored flowers. It all would have been fine, semi inviting even if it hadn't been for the smell.<br/><br/>Hospitals always smelled too clean with a hint of death and this place was no exception. It was unnerving. Had Warren not been there, she would have left.<br/><br/>Snapping out of it, Kai looked up as Karren came back.<br/><br/>With a heavy sigh, she nodded slowly. "I just hope he'll be okay."<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>Just then, a tall blonde woman in a white coat approached them. Stopping by Karren's side, she placed a hand on the woman's shoulder, offering a small smile.<br/><br/>"He's going to be just fine," she said.