Visitation

[Jensen James]

Thrill gave way to fear the longer Jensen looked into Jacquelyn's eyes. Her gaze hovered between curious and confused, but she listened to Ivan's explanation without rejection. Ivan's light-heartedness lit a smile on her face as she came to stand by his bed. "Being hungry is a good sign. I'll make sure nutrition knows to send you a menu." She checked him over briefly before turning her attention to the wall of monitors displayed behind him. "Your sensors went off, but everything is normal now. Maybe you did help," a soft smile turned to Jensen, who did his best to hold it.

Satisfied with Ivan's state, she said she would return later and disappeared into the hall. Jensen let out a tightly held breath, placing his hand on his chest as he did. He didn't need to ask if the gift's touch worked, he'd sensed every moment of the miracle. He kept his voice low despite the appearance of being alone. "I didn't know how to explain. Was it terribly uncomfortable? I don't know how to change that. The gift rushes away on its own wings, I barely feel in control of it."
There was an ache in his voice he couldn't hide, a yearning for something unknown. Yet, despite the justification his mind craved, his heart knew this was exactly why he was alive: to bestow the gift's healing to those who needed it most.