“Is everything packed?” Niamh asked Elmer as she finalized her discharge paperwork. “Yep, all packed. Lana’s already checked twice.” “Good.” Niamh collected the receipts from the nurse but didn’t follow Elmer out.
“What’s wrong?” Elmer asked, turning back to face her.
Niamh kept a distance of about three paces between them. “I have something else to do. Here are my house keys. Could you and Lana please take my luggage home for me?” she asked, holding out her keys.
Elmer hesitated for a moment before his hand slowly reached out to take them. “Are you…” he started to ask, but stopped himself before the words ‘going to see Jonathan?’ could escape. “Will you be okay by yourself?”
Niamh knew Elmer was worried about Joker. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. That Joker guy won’t kill me yet.” “You really believe what he said?” Elmer saw a wry smile touch Niamh’s lips.
“If he really wanted to kill me, he would have done it that night. Now, stop worrying. I promise I’ll head straight home as soon as I’m done.” Niamh took a few quick steps and gave Elmer a gentle push on the back.
Knowing he couldn’t change her mind, Elmer reluctantly left with Lana after repeatedly reminding her to be careful.
Niamh returned to the ICU. She had come to visit Jonathan every day during her hospital stay, even if it was just to look through the glass. She never stayed for long, though, afraid that the emotional turmoil would affect the baby.


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