Alice met her in the elevator leading to the operating rooms, asking about Bette, and promising that she would go and see her in person as soon as she got off so that Tina could relax before her second surgery of the day.

When the day was finally almost over, Tina went back up to the third floor, not really noticing who passed her or who greeted her. She just wanted to see Bette with her own eyes.

When she got to Bette’s room Andrew was outside at his desk reading a motorcycle racing magazine.

”She complained about being cold half an hour ago, I took her temperature but it was only 37, so I put an extra blanket on her…” the boy said and Tina nodded, she knew Andrew was a good resident, efficient and smart.

”Thanks… Helena came by when?”

”About 45 minutes ago…”

”Vital signs normal?”

”Everything ok…if she gets through tonight well, I think she’ll be out of danger of anything serious”

Tina leaned her elbow on the desk ”I don’t know…her situation is so precarious…” she was exhausted.

”With a Vad, she would be at the top of the transplant list…”

Tina bit her lip, it was true Andrew was right.

”Thanks De Luca…” Tina turned and entered the dimly lit room.

Bette was lying on her side, with her back to the door, the light of the street lamps outside half-illuminated her, a small light on the bedside table, Tina had understood that Bette did not like the dark, in fact she hated it.

Tina approached slowly on tiptoe, she just wanted to see how she was, she didn’t really want to wake her.

She examined her face when she was finally towards Bette, her face sweaty, her eyebrows twisted as if she had some discomfort. Tina touched her forehead, Bette was cool but she had probably sweated in the last half hour in which Andrew had given her the double blanket.

Then her hand went down to her cheek and behind her neck, under her curly hair and it was at that point that Bette opened her eyes looking at Tina for a minute in panic.